Welcome to Day #12,
the “L” Day
on the A-Z series,
Add Greater Meaning
Ya Gotta Love Life
Life is Light
Light is Life
Without Light, we’d all die
Laughter adds Light to Life
It makes Life Lighter
Ya Gotta Listen for and Join the Laughter
Need a little laughter today?
This one cracked me up!!
I shared this one with my husband and got a chuckle outta him.
This could be my niece’s husband, Bill’s head:
Maybe you’ll laugh out loud at this one:
without Laughter, we might
be at a dead end!!
Love Life; Be the Light
Sparkle with Light and Laughter
Color my Purpose!
People who sparkle with color that lights the path to my purpose are like angels.
Dr Jimmy Walters, a fellow blogger whom I admire and follow,
wrote about Michaelangelo yesterday in his blog.
He told in his article titled, Set Free Your Inner Angel,
how Michelangelo, the famous Renaissance artist,
approached sculpting as a process to “set free” angels.
Dr. Walters said, “He would pick the right block of rigid stone,
and through a discovery process,
chip away until he set the angel,
or statue, free.”
He went on to say,
“You are called to be the hero of your own life,
and as a result, a hero for others.
The road to the light begins with your dreams,
and accepting them as a mandate.
At times, these dreams are finally welcomed by you
because of a crack to your armor.
At other times, dreams are pursued
because you are finally ready to be your true self.”
My friend, Art, who is in our Madison Valley Writers’ Group,
shared a beautiful essay on the subject of LIGHT today.
In my estimation, he is a man
who has pursued his dreams and has set his true self free.
As I listened to Art, one sentence that brought
a beautiful image to mind was:
“I write with the fervor of a bee born to die.”
I write with that fervor, too. Do you?
My husband, Bob, is a retired beekeeper.
Today he is helping to install bees in a new observation hive
at our school here in Ennis, Montana.
He continues to find purpose in life by
teaching people of all ages
about the life of honeybees.
Like all of us, bees are born to die.
Honeybees sting to protect themselves,
their queen or their hives.
Drones (male bees) have no stinger.
But, the female worker bees, do, of course!
If she stings you,
Living to love, listening for/sharing laughter,
and learning to “Bee the Light,”
gives my life purpose.
What are you willing to die for?
Listen for the ideas you love,
and let them add meaning to your life.
Will you share one of those ideas with me?