Meditation Brought on by Soup Making
These words emerged after I added my 'tablespoon of meditation' to the group's stone soup:
I meditate on my nurturing role
On how a kiss from me can make his hurts all better
I meditate on how I was given this gift
On how the responsibility weighs so heavily
I meditate on why I love to watch him sleep
For a few minutes at a time
I meditate on how in this sometimes dark world,
He is my only light
posted by Anonymous @ 4:15 PM
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This is a lovely thing to have come from our soup Stacey. If you have a look in the Soul Food Hermitage Shop you will find le Enchanteur meditating and can see her meditating bowl at the Isle of Ancestors.
Hi lois, did I give the impression that my child is ill? He's not and by 'hurts' I meant his little bumps and scrapes he gets into during the day. He's only two years old and very healthy. Thanks for sharing your thoughts on my poem.
Heather, thanks, I'll take a look in the Hermitage Shop now.
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