Silver Morning

 A  L  O  H  A 
From
Honolulu

Silver Morning

Through silver clouds, the sun rises softly, reminding us that hope is never far away. Rays of light break through the sky to reveal the promise of a beautiful day. No cloud can hold back the light meant to reach us. Beyond every shadow, the sun is always shining. Brighter days are on their way. Beauty can emerge from anything. The morning sun teaches us that even the softest light can overcome the darkness. Behind every cloud, the sun is patiently preparing its glorious return.

And in the tender beginning of this new morning, the promise of renewal awakens in every waiting heart.

Let the morning rays lift your spirit, and fill your day with hope.

Cloudia Charters

I like having hair

that looks like a

volcano is erupting.

Karen Gillan

 Walking Iris 

(Neomarica or Trimezia species),

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. Martin Buber

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"Watched Over"

by the soft face

of the morning.

Coleus

  A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

No road is long
with good company.
Turkish Proverb

The secret of health is
not to mourn the past
or worry about the future,
but to live in the
present moment wisely.
Zen Proverb

A common person marvels
at uncommon things.
A wise person marvels
at the commonplace.
Confucius

Give fools their gold,
and knaves their power;
let fortune's bubbles rise and fall;
who sows a field, or
trains a flower, or plants a tree,
is more than all.
John Greenleaf Whittier

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Pixie & Cloudia

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Returning Surely

 

  A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

Evening brings love,

Night brings rest,

Stars lean softly

Against the west.

Dreams unfold

On quiet air—

Morning waits

With hope to spare.

Cloudia Charters

Lady Quail 

The California quail, 

Callipepla californica. 

Notice the forward-curving 

black plume, tasteful 

patterned buff (female)

and gray-blue body 

(males, below)

Quiet feathers, wild spirit.

By Pixie

Rise gently, wander freely,

Little quail

Hidden in the grass.

Where brush is thick,

The quail is clever.

Wise in shadows, seeds,

And sudden flight.

Pixie

Ahupua`a are
 the traditional ancient 
land divisions of 
our Hawaiian isles.
This sign represents the 
altar of stones (Ahu) marking the 
historic boundary. Sacrifice of pig
(Pua`a) were placed
atop the pile.

Each Ahupua`a district
was like a slice of pie:
Thin inland atop the mountain,
broadening out like a pie slice
to encompass a stretch of coast.
The people of each Ahupua`a
enjoyed the bounty of
Mountain, Plains, and the Beach
with it's fish and sea vegetables.

Keep the fires burning!

What You lack today

Shall surely be

Returning.

Cloudia & Pixie

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Love You,

Pixie & Cloudia

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Wrapped In The Ordinary

  A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

Holiness comes wrapped

in the ordinary. There are

burning bushes all around you.

Every tree is full of angels.

Hidden beauty is waiting

in every crumb.

      Macrina Wiederkehr

A smile is a window

on your face to

show your heart

is at home. Unknown

The way you alchemize a

soulless world into a sacred world

is to treat everyone as if they

are sacred until the sacred

in them remembers.

      Sarah Durham

I don't regret the things

I haven't gotten, but

I do regret the things

I haven't given. 

     John Sarris

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Love You,
Cloudia & Pixie

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Doors Of An Ordinary Day

  A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

If you don’t like

the road you’re walking,

start paving another one.

Dolly Parton

Every moment

of light and dark

is a miracle.

Walt Whitman

Doors 

Of An Ordinary Day 

By Cloudia Charters 

God is near.  

But cannot be held.

We are given breath  

and cannot keep it.  

We are given a day  

and do not know its end.

So we make small rituals.

At night,  

we lie down and remember:  

Keep me while I sleep.

In the morning,  

we open our eyes 

and say:  

Thank you  

for this borrowed light.

Leaving the house,  

we pause at the door.  

The world is wide.  

May I walk in it awake.

When we return,  

we enter gratefully  

as if coming back  

from a long journey.

Home is a gift.  

The body a house.  

This life is a doorway.

So the sages announce.

We come in crying 

with empty hands.  

One day we'll go out  

with empty hands again.

This is not sad

though we grieve 

It is holy.

God is the mystery  

we cannot explain,  

that keeps explaining us.

So we rise.  

So we rest.  

So we go.  

Then come back.

And at every portal 

God is waiting, 

Waiting inside 

and also enters.

So we rise 

So we rest

So we go.

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Love You,

Cloudia & Pixie

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My father didn’t tell me 

how to live; he lived, 

and let me watch him do it.

Clarence Budington Kelland

That Truly Are

  A  L  O  H  A 

From

Honolulu

So many things
are unimportant.
You’re wise when
you focus on the
few that truly are.
Maxime Lagacé

In a world
where kindness
is a rebellious act
let's all
become rebels!

Don’t seek to be happy;
let everyone else chase
after that rainbow.
Seek to be kind, and you’ll
find the rainbow follows you.
Richelle E. Goodrich

Learn the sweet magic
of a cheerful face.
Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.

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Love You,

Cloudia & Pixie

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Saturday Critters

The bee teaches: Be small without

thinking yourself insignificant. Work quietly. Follow the path placed before you. Gather what is good. And let your life become sweetness for someone else.

Bee-atrice Buzzpeare