 My grandfather used to whistle songs everyday, when he was working on his crafts or coming home from the farmers market. That's a sweet memory I have of him.
I often feel his loving presence with me and then I whistle a song to lighten up and feel joy, or to soothe myself in a difficult moment.♥ Watching birds play in nature also reminds me we can start a new day with a song, no matter what yesterday was like. 🎶🎶
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 I listen to the birds
They tell me magical stories I listen to the ocean waves They soothe my heart I listen to the wind blowing It brings relief to my troubles I listen to the fire crackling It nurtures my dreams I listen to the earth It teaches me appreciation By being open to a new awareness Life shows me the way In my shadow I see my own light In my weakness I recognize my strength In my quarrels, I learn compassion for myself and others In communion with myself and nature, I see my own magic, my wholeness, the reflection of my soul. |
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