David,  a very special man in my life, went to Guatemala in October on a mission trip with a team of 14 to build homes for widows and their children.  In a week’s time the team built 4 homes.  They gave these widows and their children a better place to live for their future.  I’m sure they ALL experienced the Spirit of Gratitude; the ones building the homes and the ones receiving this GIFT!

So I thought this post would be appropriate for this “Thanks-Giving”…..A time when we reflect on our gratitude…..My desire for each one of you is that you relish in life’s banquet today…..

David took this photograph which I have named, the “Bubble of Hope.”  I reflected upon my childhood and how a bottle of bubbles would keep me occupied.  Oh, the simple joy of pulling the stick out of the bottle and forming that most perfect bubble.  I discovered as I would blow bubble after bubble that you had to calculate your breath in just the right rhythm to accomplish getting a magnificent bubble as shown in this picture.  It’s said that a picture holds a thousand words and this picture immediately spoke to me upon seeing it.

I haven’t blown a bubble in a while and I think it’s time to blow some bubbles!

As I look at this picture and ponder on my words stirring in my head ~ I see a little girl with her hands being raised to the sky ~ I’m sure in pure bliss of the moment.  I also see a beautiful little boy with captivating black eyes looking up to the circle of love as his eyes reveal the soul of his ancestry.  I see the iridescent bubble representing unbridled joy.  Joy is not lost; it floated away in the sunlight of his life.  Notice the colors in this picture.

The space between the eyes of the little boy and the weathered hands of the little girl is the gap.  The gap where the moment lies; where breath, air and love for that moment created this most fabulous bubble floating towards the heavens along with their prayers.

What would the prayer be if a prayer was to be attached to this bubble of hope floating to heaven?

Would it be prayers of gratitude and love?  Would it be prayers of hope and joy? Would it be prayers of happiness and freedom?  What would your prayer be?

Notice the smile on the little boys face, he’s joyful and he is waiting patiently to have his turn at creating the most perfect bubble in time.

A simple bubble – and the joy it creates.

A wonderful reminder of how grateful I am for my breath and the ability to love each moment  which is truly a GIFT to me.

How much breath will you put forth to create the most perfect of bubbles?  Will you put out with force, for those are the times that the bubble folds and resist the breath? Will you put out with a gentleness allowing the breath to build slow and easy, with patience?  To have patience with our breath and the desire to create that amazing bubble allows the bubble to form and gently move toward the sky.

So this Thanksgiving, I want to take this opportunity to allow my breath to tell you how grateful I am for your support, your encouraging words to me, and for being there to read my posts when they are published.  For allowing yourself to be inspired, and inspiring me at the same time.

You are each a GIFT and know that I am GRATEFUL!

Let’s remember that the only way to find happiness is not to expect
gratitude–but to give for the joy of giving.

Special thanks to you David for capturing with your eagle eye this portrait of unbridled bliss…..



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