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Bliss

In the middle of the night,
My bedroom washed in moonlight
And outside
The faint hush-hushing
Of an ebbing tide,
I see Venus
Close to
The waning moon.
I hear the bubbling hoot
Of a playful owl.
Pierrot’s purrs
Ripple under my hand,
And all this is bathed
In the scent of roses
By my bed
Where there are always
Books and flowers.
In the middle of the night
The bliss of being alive!

Source: May Sarton, 1991

The bliss of being alive. What a wonderful moment the poem describes.

You can can hear, see, smell, and feel this moment of bliss. We all experience these moments through out our lives but they become buried in the avalanche of urgencies, and priorities, and must dos, and must haves. We need to be reminded of these moments and to recognize when they come upon us so that we stopped to listen , feel, see, and smell the bliss.

That’s why a Journal or a Diary makes sense, so that you can write down these moments and recapture them later.

This Friday, as you go about your day, and make plans for the weekend, think back to a moment of bliss and write about it in your Diary. Of course if you feel like sharing, send your “Moment of Bliss” to momentofbliss@nickgrimshawe.ws I would love to read what you have written and let me know if I can publish it.

For the weekend spend some time contemplating how you can create a moment of bliss for yourself, a love one, or your family. It could be as simple as pizza by candle light shared with friends.

Have a wonderful Friday and a Blissful Weekend.

Nick

Live in the Moment,

Nick Grimshawe
Beautiful Summer Morning.Com

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