Morning
Made beautiful
By cold, watery
Sunshine reflecting
Off trees, dew
Bright, glittering
Jewels
A lone hawk's squawk
Echoes
Breaking Winter's
Silence

I wrote this poem the other day when I was a little under the weather:

Some days I feel
I move in shadows,
A shadow of myself -
Who I am is concealed
Never revealed
I want to live my
Life in vibrant color!

Today with the sun shining bright and the air crisp I counter the poem above with this one just written:

Embrace self
All that has flowered,
Is flowering,
Or ever will flower,
Is grace,
Surrounded by grace,
Peace within

A stream from the
Light of life -
God
Flows through
All,
Sacred roots
Run deep are
Nourished with love

Thank you Christina for inviting us to participate in The Simple Things! You are such an inspiration!

I stumbled across these wise words by Maya Angelou the other day and her phrase spoke to my heart: "There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." This phrase makes me very thankful for the simple act of writing. I love to write, from writing poetry, to short stories, long stories, and everything in between.

So let me start the list of simple things that make my heart sing and my soul dance by adding writing at the very top of the list, along with:

long walks in nature
my kitten Mocha
reading
Autumn and all of her colorful spelendor
beautiful sun shine
blue skies of Autumn
crunchy leaves
rain, the sound of rain
thunderstorms
hazelnut lattes
soy decaf peppermint mochas
Borders bookstore
vegetable soup
pumpkin lattes
pumpkin soup
curling up in blankets reading a good book
classical music
dancing to pop music
teaching children
laughter of children
friends
family
laughing so hard that I snort
watching a good movie
music of any kind
this beautiful world and the people that we share the world with
prayer
peace
lavendar
peppermint
pretty stationary and pens
new journals
reading old journals
cherishing memories of college
sitting in the gazebo reading a good book on a sunny day or on a rainy day, both types of weather are good to be in the gazebo in
first snow of the year - if we get any in Georgia at all
looking at clouds float by
looking at the night sky full of twinkling stars

This list could be much longer, I will think of other things to add within the next few days and want to add more. I can't wait to read what everyone else has written.

This is the last Pink Thoughts, thank you Christina for creating such a positive idea to get awareness out, and to help support others.
A few days ago this was the quote on my calendar, "Silently time passes. The only life I have submits to its power." Hatsui Shizue This made me really think and it is so true, we have one life and it should be lived to the fullest. Many times people don't seem fully awake to themselves and living the life that takes their breath away until they are given a time limiting prognosis. We must continue to work together for everyone that is effected and will ever be effected by cancer. WIth joint efforts and renewed and continued positive thinking there will be a cure.

I absolutely love this time of the year. The crispness of Fall, the beautiful colors that pop and come alive with color. With Autumn we see nature's true colors. It fills me with hope. With the feeling of hope I am overwhelmed with pink thoughts to show support of cancer prevention and research, as more and more people become survivors of cancer.

Today I woke up and was exhilarated with life. I think of all the wonderful aspects of my life that I have been so blessed to have experienced and will continue to experience. Life is an adventure. The season of Autumn reminds me of the adventure of life and takes my breath away with it's beauty. With the vibrant colors on the trees, to the brilliant azure blue sky, and the bite to the chilly mornings I am reminded that life is beautiful and meant to be lived fully. I am also reminded of the courage of so many people who are living with breast cancer and all forms of cancer. With these people there is a beauty in their fight to find cures and for life. As I woke up this morning with my windows open to let in the chill of Autumn's breeze, snuggled in my blankets I heard a train whistle in the distance. One box car does not make a train's noise, one engine does not make a train's roar, but with all the box cars and the engine the train roars down the track. I am reminded of all the people who daily gather together to blaze down the track to find cures for breast cancer and the courageous roar of people living with the disease. Let's all roar!

Train roars
Echoing across
Still quiet Autumn,
Dawn breaking
Into nature's noise,
Train whistle creates
Man made chaos.

The train poem has nothing to do with cancer but I created it when I first woke up this morning and wanted to share that too.