From heaven above
in flight
Born of a desire to move
with certainty
The Dance of Love
in harmony
Perfectly choreographed
turning to and fro
Caught up in a kaleidoscope
of precision
The Dance of Joy
with reckless abandon
on your face
a smile painted just so
the corners reaching upward
a belly laugh shared with a knowing look
all is right with the world
The Dance of Recognition
knowing truth on feathered wings
as angels sail with puffy clouds
and an ocean blue sky
with an expanse as big as your heart
The Dance of Forgiveness
trying so hard to see the places
where truth took a wrong turn
searching for absolution
knowing the answer is within reach
outstretched hands
The Dance of Solidarity
lifting each other to the highest realm
honoring dear life with a nod
and knowing it will never end
The Flight of the Starling
connected in Love
The Journey Back Home
We never know how our story will play out. Time: a construct that we believe we control – that we never fully understand until we know it is almost gone. And most of us will never know that. Most will be shocked when that last grain of sand is squeezed through the hourglass.
I lost a dear friend this week. It was very sad. Painful. I dedicate this poem to her and to her best friend who traveled the rough terrain right by her side. They are both in my thoughts and in my heart.
My prayers are centered around a safe journey to the afterlife for one, and an ease full journey in the earth plane for the other. I don’t want to say, “I know it won’t be easy,” because I don’t want to put that out to the Universe. But I know her heart, and there is no doubt that it has been torn and needs hope to heal.
In honor of the fragility of life, I offer the following words to think on…
May you live life fully engaged and aware that you are the creator of your lived experience. Take responsibility and live your life the way you want to live it. You never know how much time is left so quit wasting it! Do what you want to do. Create what you want to create. And most of all, love who and what you want to love.
Time is a currency – we actually SPEND IT. And we can’t make a budget because we never know the balance in the account.
How are you SPENDING your time?
Be wise with your time and live your life so that you have no regrets when you’ve come to the last cent.
Sending you all love and light.
Blessitude!
Lorrie <3
11/03/2025
So rich and important! We indeed do not know. Thank you, Lorrie
Thanks, Michael. Pondering time after losing someone way too early. When I started to think about SPENDING time…it took on a whole new meaning for me.
Hope you are surrounded by the beautiful colors of autumn 🙂
Oh Lorrie, I’m so sorry for your loss and also for your friend who is grieving. Indeed none of us know how much time is left and what lies around the corner. All we can do is live with an open heart, a spirit of gratitude, joy and acceptance and a knowing that this life is precious. You’ve written a beautiful poem in honour of your friend. Take care my friend from afar, I’m sending you lots of love and warm hugs. ❤️🙏
Hi Miriam! Thanks so much for adding your insights here. I agree…life is indeed, PRECIOUS! The older I get the more I realize just how much so. An open heart is so important. And I couldn’t be happier that I have learned how to achieve that. Your open heart speaks volumes, Miriam. I love your outlook and the way you live your life.
Here’s to many more years of living this one precious life! <3
I’m so sorry Lorrie, to feel that loss, a grief placing such a weight on your heart. I know it has a purpose, takes your heart to somewhere so deeply that it changes you. Most other things are but a passing moment but these are a part of you, something shared, something loved.
And you are right, having died myself it does indeed truly give a very powerful appreciation of that currency of time that we are given to find the beauty within it.
Big hugs Lorrie, may it be some strength as you move along its path and feel its meaning for you ❤️🙏
I am so grateful, Mark. You are one of two people I know who have died and come back to talk about it. It gives me great solace and comfort to hear about your experience, and it also helps lessen the grief of a loved one’s passing. The real grief is not for where the passing person has gone, but for the fact that we will miss their energy…their life here on this earth plane. If I can let myself go to places YOU went, I can live happy knowing that my friend is in good hands…and living life in a much better place!
I used to fear death…really fear it! I didn’t understand it at all and thought it was an ending. But now I see the possibility that it is a beginning! A big beautiful beginning to something so miraculous.
Thank you for your insight and ideas…and for your always open and beautiful soul! Sending lots of love and light <3
Spirit has shown me so much kind lady, there is so much more to see and experience, in our own hearts and in others. This ‘separation’ down here is so we can feel it all and truly appreciate the unconditional love when finally touched. Up there is this incredible oneness of love in that, and truly there are no words for its beauty. Your friend is indeed in safe hands, very safe hands. And as you will be too…one day. In fact, since I have gone beyond my fear I can now ‘see’ so much more down here. Realize that it isn’t a horror place but in fact has such incredible beauty. As you now know after being through your own journey. The more we open, the more we do see…and appreciate. Up there is so much more kind lady. Big hugs, to that love found, from my love found. Closer and closer to that one 🤗❤️🙏
Yes…I feel the beauty of which you speak. And I know my friend is held in love’s arms. Thank you, Mark. It’s no joke! The more I see…the more I see! Ha! And the more I allow myself to feel…well..you get it 😉
Here’s to the one, big, beautiful life we have to live. May we spend our time wisely…may we love whole(ly)!
All good things!
Your post is so meaningful, Lorrie. It’s so easy to forget the preciousness of our life. I’ve often said that life is all about departures and arrivals. And one day our own journey will come to a close.
I still feel like I have so much I want to accomplish, as well as tremendous satisfaction for what I’ve already achieved. It’s a great place to be. But one day, it will end and I hope my legacy was to inspire others to make the most of their lives.
I’m so sorry for the loss of your dear friend. I know you will support her surviving loved one with your unending compassion. Sending you much love, my friend!
Dear, dear Judy! Departures and arrivals!! Having just flown to Calgary and experienced many airports, I had a vision of all the people moving through the airports – and the energies of their arrivals and/or departures.
Most were single-minded: rushing to and from. I can’t tell you how many people were literally RUNNING through Atlanta (reminded me of the old OJ commercials for Hertz!)
It all reminds me of a Garth Brooks song, “PUSHING UP DAISIES”…
There’s two dates in time that they’ll carve on your stone
And everyone knows what they mean
What’s more important is the time that is known
And that little dash there in between!
It amazes me that, as I age and the time in front of me is shorter than the time behind me, I become more aware just how precious life is. I want to scream it from the rooftops to all the younger people…”Be aware of time! Make the most of your life NOW because you don’t know how much currency you have left! But this is human nature I suppose. And I am not the first person to feel this way. I am just Blessitude that I have an understanding now of how precious life is…and I am aware of how I live it.
Thanks, Judy. I so appreciate you and your big, beautiful life. And I agree…you create your legacy on a daily basis and I know you touch people!! Sending so much love and light <3
Wow, Lorrie – I love how you painted such images for me from your recent airport experience! Yes, people are always rushing here and there. At this stage in our lives, we know that every moment is precious!
Thank you for your love and light! May we both continue creating beautiful legacies!
Here here, Judy! (Or is it hear, hear?)😊
All good things 💜
I’m so sorry for your loss
Hi Ann…thank you _/\_ She was a real sweetheart and she will be missed by so many.
A moving tribute, Lorrie—your poignant words and beautiful poem are a reminder to cherish every moment and those we love. Your reflections on the fragility of time hit home. Sending love and light to you and all those feeling this loss.
Hi Randall <3 Thanks so much for your heartfelt words. I have to remind myself about time often. Thinking about it like a currency hit home for me.
Sending lots of good energy your way :)
Sending love and healing thoughts, dear Lorrie, 💜
So appreciate the love, Carol! Thank you <3
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