You out there . . . I feel your spirit. I know your energy, wrapped in light. Come sit with me as we learn together. Teach me the song of your soul and I will sing you mine.
g. hill
And no air will be displaced, no lines disturbed. It's just how we fly.
What may come is not ours to know, but we can find joy in what is.
g.hill
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Note: Inspired and written in consideration of how we are changed by endings and beginnings of new life and all the mysteries in between.
Behold, I tell you a mystery: We all shall not sleep, but we shall all be changed.
1 Corinthians 15:51 ASV
See also: Sing Me Your Hymn
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No one can successfully read the future, especially after passing. One can, however read the past.
As for me it should read “sans aucun regrets,” with no regrets. I hope they play the Edith Piaf version for me. One of my favorites. Give it a listen!!!
Frank, I am listening to it now, in French, Non, Je ne regrette rien. The strength of her convictions comes through the language barrier. Thank you! La Vie en Rose, too.
Frank, Now, you have me singing La Vien Rose all day! I will return the favor. Here’s a link to a beautiful song sung by Celine Dion at the 2024 Paris Opening Ceremony. “L’Hymme a l’amour”. Not sure if the comments page will carry a link, but I’ll try.
Brenda Lee recorded it under the title, “If You Love Me”.
this is absolutely awesome Gloria!! thank you so much! nance
Nance, Do you sometimes feel the spirit and energy of your family members who have crossed over? Our family farmhouse that my grandfather built a century ago is currently under a major renovation. I tease my cousin that Ernesto Trionfo is overseeing the work. They found interesting things left behind the walls in some closets. Oh, what stories held in those wall, now being knocked down. That house is full of good spirits.
Be well, my friend.