Musings & Meditations – January 9, 2022

“Hope” is the thing with feathers 

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

By Emily Dickinson
[Image description: seagull sits on a timber and wire fence, with a rough surf beach, ocean and an overcast sky in the background.]
[Image description: seagull sits on a timber and wire fence, with a rough surf beach, ocean and an overcast sky in the background.]


[Image Description: Lake foreshore with swans and birds on the water. Mountain and tower in the distance. On the footpath on the edge of the lake, large white letters read 'And I think to myself'.]

Musings & Meditations – December 2 2021

It’s International Day of Persons with Disability tomorrow, Friday 3rd December! Today I am sharing one of the moving quotes by Robin M. Eames from the anthology Growing Up Disabled in Australia.  

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