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MAYBE IT'S AN INTENTION by Carolyn Chilton Casas

  Maybe it’s an intention   to do at least one kind thing today  or to make no less than one person  smile. Or allowing myself  just ten minutes more  of silence to savor, that blanket of joy with hands placed gently over heart and belly.   Maybe it’s tuning in  to the elm tree, noticing  how it sheds its bark and amber leaves, preparing for a new beginning. Or appreciating the frogs  voiced elation after days of rain.   Maybe it’s stopping to look  into the eyes of loved ones,  truly listening to what is  on their mind in this moment.   Or it could be making a list  of what I know must get done,  then setting it aside in reverence  to the promise of this new day. Carolyn Chilton Casas  is a Reiki master and teacher whose favorite themes to write about are nature, mindfulness, and ways to heal. Her articles and poems have appeared in journals and anthologies in multiple countries including  The Wonder of Small Things: Poems of Peace and Renewal .   More of Carolyn’s work can be found o
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