Without A Good Bye

"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment

until it becomes a memory."

Dr. Seuss

There once was a woman who was not exceptional in any particular way.  She was not especially skilled nor educated per se.  She did not have numerous letters behind her name;  money in her pockets was consistently the same; and there was no pretense in her given name.

There once was a woman who brought light into every segment of the day.  She treated every one with respect and extended total acceptance no matter the game.  She was an invested listener to every tale of woe and became articulate when asked to do so.

There once was a woman, whom I shall not name, that glowed with light and attracted the same.  Her expressive eyes were filled with stars and the moon was her halo easily seen from afar. Her presence was majestic without crown or czar, while giving warm hugs remembered afar.  In time this woman crossed into the sky, leaving us all without a good bye.

 

Follow Through

"Sometimes, you will never know the value of a moment,

until it becomes a memory."

Dr. Seuss

Finally, we can claim May, a time for color, growth, and strength.  The hues of nature inspire us and encourage us to face rain, strong winds, and too much sun.  Nature sets the example and our mind creates a vision.  Often, we are not aware that we have been altered making a memory for all times.

Whether in appreciation of picking Dandelions, awed by the purple Iris or humbled by Lily of the Valley, little seeds of creation take root in the depths of our mind.  The seeds as they grow, niggle at us, prompting us to process whatever newness we may feel.

The fragrances of May flowers gently beckon to our growing roots, to push up into the sun. There is no competition or necessarily a prize.  It is simply an unfolding of another part of our creativity meant to sprout into the world.  The process of releasing what streams through us becomes a memory, if we but follow through.