Rise Up

Inspiration Comes

It was a tearful day, like any number of other days. The losses weighed, and regret played, but somehow, something, somewhere, changed. It was as if a door opened, and a bit of hope took root in a heart for whom so many dreams had become moot.

The rescue climbed up, licked away a speckling of tears, and gave a look that conveyed, ‘You saved me; it is why I am here, and for that, I give you what comfort exists in me.’

There was a miracle wrapped in the space between those two, born of Love, fragile but true.

Whenever, wherever compassionate, kind, passionate hearts, even across species, or perhaps especially so, meet, Love is fully unleashed, and new dreams, music, stories, and worlds grow to bless lives as onward, outward the sweet generosity of spirit, souls goes.

Every time someone, whether human or other living feeling being, reaches across the chasm of indifference and tries to impact life positively, Love can take hold and change the fabric of reality through the miracle of creativity.

A heart broken by missteps, mistakes, trials, and troubles can learn to trust, take a chance and embrace life, Love, and fully live again.

Each of us is to others a blessing, a gift, a magic, a miracle who lives to present an opportunity to become most precious in one another’s lives. We are our helpers, keepers, and inspirations for greater and greater greatness.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, November 7, 2022

Production Today

Connections Play

There is no secret
No perfect way to handle
All the things life gives –
It is only now, living
Through each moment, we are, have.
Alarm bells clanging,
Favorite songs playing, blare,
Everything is there
To keep us wanting, needing –
Engaged in doing, being.
We are the present
Happening over, in time,
Carrying talent
Gifts to share fairly and kind
Leaving no regrets behind.
Love is our reason
Even when we cannot rhyme
In all the doing
Filling each second of life –
Understanding the plot line.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Friday, September 9, 2022

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Early Sunday Thoughts

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Allowing ourselves to trust the future is secure is sometimes hard. Knowing we are Beloved of God helps us go forward.

Small steps make progress toward better days. We are meant to grow, not fade. Life is not always what we plan, but the stops along the pathway are often where Jesus finds us open to suggestion.

Why we are here can be unclear, but our destiny is no secret to the One who made us. Take time to reflect on where you are coming from and what opportunities your experience may bring you. Hold your dreams dear, and share them with God. He is on your side.

Remember, a detour may lead to a better possibility than we imagine. Love is the guide and is always with us.

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Blessings to each of you, be kind and love.

Penny Reigns

124th entry – 2022 Creativity Project

Penny Reigns

I have a penny
Stored deep within my pocket
It has no value
In today’s daily markets;
A relic of yesterday.

I am set thinking
That time like cursors blinking
Is quick insisting
That forward is all moving
Toward something yet unseen.

Hear the deft music
Playing, urging consistent
Movement surge today
Like pennies, time slips away,
Registers without delay.

I want this moment
And another and after,
Letting yesterday
Become a foreign rumor,
Living purpose, my dreams.

Go far, fast, and free
Find the meaning of all things
Meant to have being
Reaching for true liberty
Confident, courageous life.

Forever and ever
The penny like a melody
Reminds me to give
My best in times made like these
Because excellence matters.

Stand full unafraid
The past cannot drag backward
For velocity
Carries into each second
Such growing humanity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Day 117 – 2022 Creativity Project

Plowed Under

Today, I shall between
The hours dance complete around
With warm dreaming sleep,
Avoiding the daylight burn
Until I measure and yearn.

Nothing to hide yet,
But whatever plans affirm
Latterly discern,
Vision will attest merit
Create opportunity.

Slumber is the gift
Bestowed when fallen below
Demands kept in tow,
Sail upon seas no avail
Lighthouse garish, ever pale.

Watching forever
Mysteries too great, never
Understood, clever
Passes for intelligent,
Only pior to divergent.

Dance the dream into
Whatever seems best, pursue,
Seasoned reason who
Will sport the being whereto
Joy is found beyond all bound.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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117 of 365 days down and still making entries. Watch this spot, new work each varying day.

Prompt: What have you gained or lost that you are hesitant but willing to share?

I am grateful: Life is, food is, I am here, the internet exists, I read great books.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan