I wanted to (tried to) write something new for #1000speak this month, it's a stunning movement, and one I feel incredibly proud to be a part of; but (as some of you already know) my Dad passed away a few weeks ago, and with Fathers Day just around the corner and my head still so full of missing/wanting/needing Dad; I'm finding it hard to think about (or write about) much else.
However, I did find (whilst surfing 'compassion' on the net, hoping for inspiration) a beautiful 'Love Letter to the World, so beautiful, that I thought (rather than cop out altogether this month) I'd share it with you, dear reader...along with a 'Thank you' (I'll get to that in a bit), and a couple of *Compassion I wrote earlier* links... in case you missed them...:o)
'Love Letter to the World' was originally written by
Kate Swoboda and is free to download
Here
Enjoy :o)
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Before I get on to the recycling... I'd like to take a moment to say a huge, and heartfelt *Thank you* to all the gorgeous souls who supported me through Dads illness (Cancer), and who've continued to support me over the past few weeks since he passed away.
Losing Dad has been the hardest thing (to date) Iv'e ever had to bear, and you (you all know who you are), have been a Godsend...your kindness, friendship and *compassion*.has helped me (is helping me) to muddle through it.
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Thank you X
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The Recycling...
{Excerpt}...
Across the street, now sleeping
somebody's son dreams hungers dream
Of Yorkshire pud, fish and chips
and mint choc chip ice-cream
{Excerpt}... There were no toys in the pram room for the little girl to play with, no cushions for her to snuggle into when she
napped fell into an exhausted (scream worn) sleep - no padding to protect her, when out of fear, abandonment, desperation, she smashed her head against the floor... over and over again!
There were no
hearers of responders to her screams, no wipes for her tear stained (often blood stained) cheeks, no cuddles for calm.... no attention, no love ...no compassion.
I sit down next to her, and imagining that she can see me/hear me, as I can her; I say, "It's okay darling... everything's gonna be okay... Compassion is on her way."
"She'll be here soon - she'll be your voice, and one day (though she doesn't yet know it herself) she'll be your mum.
She will fight for you, care for you, love you....and she'll be with you - always."
If you'd like to read the above Compassion posts in full just click on the titles and whoosh, you'll be gone...................................no wait, come back, there's more... ;o)
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This post is my (I've a muddled mind, but my hearts in the right place) contribution to June's '
One Thousand Voices for compassion' movement - a monthly event to promote and encourage good in the world.
On the 20th of each month bloggers and video-makers from all over the world come together to speak for compassion, in the hope of making a difference.
#1000speak is a beautiful movement and one I'm proud to be a part of. :o)
"Let ourselves care about strangers, act on behalf of those who are helpless, and encourage everyone we know to do the same." ~ Lizzi Rogers
There are so many
#1000speak contributions, from bloggers all over the World... I encourage you to check them out if you get a chance, I'm sure you'll find some that resonate with you.
You can do that by following @1000speak on
Twitter or by checking out the '1000 Voices for Compassion
' Face book page
Here
#1000SPEAK FOR COMPASSION
Speaking for GOOD on the 20th of every month
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Thank you as always for allowing me to share
God bless you, and all those you love