Approach softly

VJlifecompassion, gentleness, kindness8 Comments

In times of pain
be the whispering breeze that soothes
not the harrowing wind.

(My image)

8 thoughts on “Approach softly”

sgeoil says:

May 19, 2022 at 10:41 am

Sage advice.

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Eugenia says:

May 19, 2022 at 10:35 am

Amen!

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Liz Gauffreau says:

May 18, 2022 at 4:15 pm

I LOVE this!!

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 18, 2022 at 9:26 pm
  
  😊💕
  
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Deborah says:

May 18, 2022 at 10:01 am

Amen! 🙂 ❤

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 18, 2022 at 9:25 pm
  
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Mike Ross says:

May 18, 2022 at 9:58 am

Is that the same whispering breeze that blows your hat into the road to get run over by a truck? (asking for a friend) 🦢

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1. VJ says:
  
  May 18, 2022 at 9:25 pm
  
  Lol! You can always make me laugh. It’s more like the hair-raising ride on a stair chair.
  
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Melding

I have venturedinto your atmosphereslipped my skinyour skinand discovereda universethoughtsemotionsbeliefsblendinginto a physical danceof light and shadownuances of colourdelineating life At our corewe are lightleaning into mysterycellular interpretationsof a symphonywe cannot hear Compassion extendedmind alteredwe meld. (Melding first appeared here June, 2020. Image my own)

Priorities

Supper dishes abandoned,we cruise the backroads,destination: river’s edge A muskrat creates ripplesdistorting mirror imagesdisappears into murky unknown A canoe glides by, occupant a silhouettein the golden sun’s descent We linger in the warmthof the fading glow, celebratingsummer’s gracious moments. (Image my own)

Grains

There are shores that remainever-etched upon my heart –emotional tides that tugand carry me, currentsof past revelations – I remember drowningin the swells of lonelinessalways the outsider, the grainsof this sentimentalitystill shredding my adult soul. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)