May today there be peace

"May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us."

Josie Thomson

To Love is Not to Possess

To love is not to possess,

To own or imprison,

Nor to lose one's self in another.

Love is to join and separate,

To walk alone and together,

To find a laughing freedom

That lonely isolation does not permit.

It is finally to be able

To be who we really are

No longer clinging in childish dependency

Nor docilely living separate lives in silence,

It is to be perfectly one's self

And perfectly joined in permanent commitment

To another--and to one's inner self.

Love only endures when it moves like waves,

Receding and returning gently or passionately,

Or moving lovingly like the tide

In the moon's own predictable harmony,

Because finally, despite a child's scars

Or an adult's deepest wounds,

They are openly free to be

Who they really are--and always secretly were,

In the very core of their being

Where true and lasting love can alone abide.

James Kavanaugh

The Cape

Eight years old and a flour sack cape tied all around his neck

He climbed up on the garage; he's bigger than what the heck!

Screwed his courage up so tight the whole thing came unwound

He got a running start and bless his heart he headed for the ground.


He's one of those who knows that life is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape

Now he's all grown up with a flour sack tied all around his dreams

He's full of piss and vinegar, he's busting at the seams

So he licked his finger and checked the wind – it's gonna be do or die

He wasn't scared of nothin', boys, he's pretty sure he could fly


He's one of those who knows that life is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape

Now he's old and grey with a flour sack cape tied all around his head

And he's still jumpin' off the garage and will be 'til he's dead

All these years the people said he's acting like a kid

He did not know he could not fly – so he did!


He's one of those who knows that life is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape

Spread your arms and hold your breath and always trust your cape

a song by Guy Clark