Although, these birdhouses are so small, I'm not sure if any birds would come to live in it! But sweet, nonetheless.
"Blessed are the flexible for they shall
not be bent out of shape."
-Michael McGriffy, M.D.
"For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he."
Sometimes I have a lot to say (write), but yet, I can't say it. Does that happen to you? I've had a week full of unexpected drama. No, it had nothing at all to do with the election. Or, politics, for that matter. But, suffice it to say, sometimes there are forces that occur in one's life that seem to be dead set on knocking you off of your path. In a nutshell, without getting into the details of what it was, that is what happened to me. By path, I mean, the path that I am on in my life. I'm sure you have all dealt with something similar on one level or another. It could be an event. It could be a person. It could be a person from an event. Any of those things. And more.
But I know that the unexpected drama I've dealt with this week pales in comparison to those who are still struggling with getting back the basic things in their lives from the destruction of hurricane Sandy. Pales.
And so, whatever it was that I wrestled with is nothing but a speck. A teeny tiny Whoville kind of speck.
I like that perspective. That Whoville sized speck is not worth fretting over.
And I release my troubles to the Greater Universe who is much wiser than I. And I gain my footing once again with trust.
"Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see." (Martin Luther King)
Every week, a group of us from around the world post our shadow shots over at Shadow Shot Sunday 2. Entertain your muse and be amused by stopping by to see what others have posted! You can view all of my 2011 Shadow Shot Sunday images on my Flickr account.
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