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12/21/2025

On The Longest Night: A Solstice Promise

On this, the longest night,
may we pause.
May we release
the scars we carry,
the wounds we have held too long.

May we remember
that even in darkness,
light softly awaits,
gentle, patient, unwavering.

May we, like bare trees, remain open,
limbs outstretched to the sky,
letting the wind move through us
as a quiet hymn.

May it sing of endings,
whisper of beginnings,
reminding us that every night folds
into morning,
and every heart can rise again.

May we bend toward the light.
May the dark teach us patience.
May hope root deep,
so when the sun returns,
we bloom, breathe, awaken.

May we trust that tonight, though hushed,
the world is not empty.
It holds a tender promise,
of warmth yet to come,
of hearts yet to mend,
of days yet to be born.

~ 'On The Longest Night: A Solstice Promise' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Ingrid Jean

12/20/2025

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12/14/2025

12/09/2025

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12/06/2025

Holidays are tough, be gentle with yourself and others.

The Shape Grief Takes

There is no right or wrong way to grieve,
no map, no timetable etched in stone.
Some days grief spills in tears,
other days it settles quietly
in the corners of the soul,
soft as a shadow, almost invisible to the world.

It may rise as anger, hot, wild, consuming.
It may come as confusion,
or as exhaustion that washes over us like a tide.
Some of us hold memories close,
finding solace in tender recollections.
Others drift toward silence, toward solitude,
where the heart has room to breathe,
to ache, to remember.

Even within one heart,
grief moves in waves.
What feels gentle today
may strike tomorrow with the force of a storm.
One moment we move through the world,
carrying our days almost with ease,
the next, a scent, a song, an empty room recalls a presence now gone,
and the air fractures.

If we meet ourselves with tenderness,
with patience through the challenging days,
with kindness through the darker ones,
grief becomes not a burden, but a doorway,
not a path to forgetting,
but a way to live again,
with softness, with memory,
and with the quiet strength of a love transformed.

~'The Shape Grief Takes' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

12/04/2025

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11/27/2025

Happy Thanksgiving.
As you come together around your table, please remember those without a table, an empty space at the table, and those who are unable to return home to their own table as they are protecting us.

11/16/2025

Take time to greet each new morning,
As a fresh chance to begin again,
With renewed hope and enthusiasm,
And more opportunities to attain.

Each day brings something different,
No two days are ever the same,
Don't judge today on yesterday,
Leave behind disappointment and blame.

With every sunrise, comes twenty four hours,
A gift we can welcome, with open arms,
A chance to make a difference,
With no worries, stress or qualms.

This moment deserves your presence,
To appreciate the blessings it brings,
Embrace the light, let it lead the way,
Whilst being open to everything ..

🖋️C.E. Coombes
🎨Asia Spettel

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11/11/2025

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10/26/2025

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