Author: Victoria

“In our lives, we have two or three opportunities to be a hero, but almost every day, we have the opportunity not to be a coward.”
~ Spanish Proverb

This beautiful red sunrise holds alot of love today. For two friends, and simply for the life we are given each day by the grace of God.

Yesterday morning, I posted a thought out to my Facebook feed …

If you planted hope today in any hopeless heart,
If someone’s burden was lighter because you did your part,
If you caused a laugh that chased some tears away,
If tonight your name is named when someone kneels to pray,
Then your day was well spent. read more

“Happiness is not a matter of intensity, but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.”
~ Thomas Merton, Catholic writer & mystic

My favorite quote. And ah, what another gorgeous summer morning here in the VI. It’s been an interesting couple of days, as I’ve chatted with a few people about our housesitting position.

One friend asked: “What would I do with myself all day??”. Another would continue her on-line work here, with some hopes of getting up from the desk to just go outside and breathe in the ocean air. Many others are interested, but can’t imagine how to take 6 weeks for themselves. Or can’t figure how to get away from their own houses, pets, children, jobs. Or are fearful of what this might bring. read more

“Sunsets (and sunrises), like childhood, are viewed with wonder. Not just because they are beautiful, but because they are fleeting.”
~ Richard Paul Evans

I love waiting for that exact moment that the sun will break the horizon, or in today’s case, a bank of clouds. There is always peace in that fleeting moment ….

Yesterday, I was asked to reflect a bit on impermanence and attachment. I was writing for my other blog – a fairly lengthy entry as I had quite a bit on my mind – when suddenly the wordpress database came back with an error and would not refresh. Ugh. While I know that my blog auto-saves every few minutes or so, what if my 1,000+ words were just lost? Fortunately, they weren’t. But if they were, would I decide to re-write them? Could I even, as much of what I wrote was simply streaming thoughts? The past is like that … Fictional, changing, depending on how we choose to view it. read more