Francina asks, “Why don’t we all share the light as a sign of hope? We can do this by posting for instance an image of a candle, a lamp, the light of a lighthouse etc. etc. in a blog post with the heading: Share the Light.”
Many of our blog pals have posted a “Share the Light” and Francina has reblogged them. I hope more join in with a post, and don’t forget to link to Francina’s blog!
She quotes the refrain from Leonard Cohen’s ANTHEM (1982) For those who don’t know it, here is the poet, himself. His opening statement also applies today.
The birds they sang At the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what Has passed away Or what is yet to be Yeah the wars they will Be fought again The holy dove She will be caught again Bought and sold And bought again The dove is never free
Ring the bells (ring the bells) that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in
We asked for signs The signs were sent The birth betrayed The marriage spent Yeah the widowhood Of every government Signs for all to see
I can’t run no more With that lawless crowd While the killers in high places Say their prayers out loud But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up A thundercloud And they’re going to hear from me
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in
You can add up the parts You won’t have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart, every heart to love will come But like a refugee
Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in Ring the bells that still can ring (ring the bells that still can ring) Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything) That’s how the light gets in That’s how the light gets in That’s how the light gets in
Who ever thought the food industry could become a dangerous business?
We gotta eat, right?
I sit and think how grateful I am for everything so many are doing to keep life rolling along this very bumpy Coronavirus road.
Bakers still bake bread.
Deliveries need to be made to store, and direct to homes. Truckers with big rigs and drivers in vans are all more important than ever, now.
I’m thankful for First Responders: Firefighters, EMS & Police.
Thank you to farmers who must keep our food growing!
Public transportation is still running in Toronto, but there’s not a lot of riders, as people work from home a lot these days.
Someone has to drive these things, and I thank them!
There’s more! Pharmacists, Sanitation workers, Postal workers, public works such as water, electricity and many I can’t think of right now….OH! the wine store workers. Thank you! Let me know in comments who I missed, and I will add them!
What’s that saying I hear a lot of these days? “We’ll all get through this, together!”
OMG! Check out this thank you tribute from our own dear Lonely! The art is fabulous, and the sentiment fabulouser! I really never expected such a beautiful gift. So, please join me, as I revel in this sweet gesture, and all the art. Thank you, Lonely! 💜
Not so long ago, my dizzy spells and skull pounding headaches returned, breaking my spirit. Like an angel in the night (or out of an alley) Resa delivered a post dedicated to me. This beautiful gesture returned light and hope to my little hut.
Laguna Gri Gri is one of the Dominican Republic’s major bird sanctuaries, set along a peaceful lagoon flanked by thick mangroves. When I took these photos, my intention was to contribute a series of murals to Resa’ inspiring blog. Sadly, my health and the lockdown due to the virus extinguished my plans.
I will do my best to do this in Resa’s unique, artistic tour guide style.
This serious faced native who Lonely Author decided to name The Serious Faced Native is the first face we see as we enter the santuary. I believe the artist wanted to convey the…
Lonely, as I like to call him, has been resting up in the Dominican Republic. After a couple of heart attacks, he now awaits surgery.
Restless, I went for an alley walk (no problem keeping social distance in the alleys) and was rewarded with 3 fab garage doors. The moment I laid eyes on this painting, I thought of Lonely.
I have no idea what he looks like, but I know how he feels to me. Lonely is an incurable romantic, and that fact is reflected in his well written & passionate poetry. The colours in this art are like all of the colours, from the various moods, in his poems.
I don’t know what the artist meant by the bleeding purple heart, but that’s Lonely, to me. His heart leads his way. It seems like this image, was painted especially for him.
So join me in wishing Lonely a big GET WELL SOON! After all, he needs to get back to his series “Inspiring Woman Of WordPress”. He was only 2 dedications into the series, when he became ill. I am grateful to have been one of the two.
I picked this song out for you, Lonely. I hope you like it!
Pics taken by Resa – March 19, 2020
an imperfect flower (For All Women) is the poem Lonely dedicated to me. If you click on the pic below, you can read it. Lonely said he would be doing a health update post soon! I’m keeping my eyes open for it!