10/17/2013
Dear Austin and Zack,
I found this writing in a book I picked up (it sounds a bit like an Irish blessing). Immediately I thought of my precious boys. I’m incredibly proud of you two and love you very much.
Love,
Mom
May You Always Feel Loved (Irish Blessing for my children)
May you find serenity and tranquility in a world you may not always understand.
May the pain you have known and the conflict you have experienced give you the strength to walk through life facing each new situation with courage and optimism.
Always know that there are those whose love and understanding will always be there, even when you feel most alone.
May you discover enough goodness in others to believe in a world of peace.
May a kind word, a reassuring touch, and a warm smile be yours every day of your life,
And may you give these gifts as well as receive them.
Remember the sunshine when the storm seems unending.
Teach love to those who hate, and let that love embrace you as you go out into the world.
May the teachings of those you admire become part of you, so that you may call upon them.
Remember those whose lives you have touched and whose have touched yours are always a part of you,
even if the encounters were less than you would have wished.
It is the content of the encounter that is more important than the form.
May you not become too concerned with material matters, but instead place immeasurable value on the goodness in your heart.
Find time each day to see beauty and love in the world around you.
Realize that each person has limitless abilities, but each of us is different in our own way.
What you feel you lack in the present may become one of your strengths in the future.
May you see your future as one filled with promise and possibility.
Learn to view everything as a worthwhile experience
May you find enough inner strength to determine your own worth by yourself,
And not be dependent on anothers judgment of your accomplishments.
May you always feel loved
~ Author Unknown
In memory of all the dead who gave their lives in any war.
In memory of those who survived but remain broken in body, mind, or soul.
In memory of a sermon on a mount that blessed the peacemakers and those who mourn.
In memory of the activists, artists, and original thinkers who were persecuted
and imprisoned for the stands they took for peace and justice.
In memory of all the teachers who said in a thousand different ways:
Bring peace and light wherever you go.
In memory of the children who need us now to grow up and get along.
In memory of the earth, our forests, our seas, our mountains and rivers,
our fellow creatures and all their habitats who count on us to do what's right.
In memory of each of us, waking up slowly to the miracle of our lives.
Jan Phillps