DON’T FORGET TO BREATHE

Inhale.

Hold it.

Exhale.

We must not forget

to stop, take a breath,

and breathe.

STOP

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Waimanalo Sunrise | David Pope

Take the time.

Stop.

Watch.

Listen.

Breathe.

Sigh.

A FLEETING MEMORY

Those precious words,
"Mommy, pick me up."
Who hasn’t heard them?
The young voice.
The little squeak of pleasure.
The happy little face.
Remember it.
Enjoy it.
Savor it.
For soon it will only
be a fleeting memory.

COLORS FOR MY MIND

COLORS FOR MY MIND

Picture a flower growing from the sea.
Can there be a prettier sight to see?
Blue bubbles of flowers floating ashore.
Who even knows what they are supposed for.
This is what I need for today.
Pastel colors to soothe my stay.
Pinks and blues mix well together.
I can look at them forever.

PINK SAND

PINK SAND

The sand so pink and soft.
Keeps my spirits aloft.
The water so clear and blue.
I want to enjoy that too.
Sun brightening the day.
All I want to do is play.

YOUR ELEVATOR IS WAITING

The doors open.
The elevator is waiting.
Pick a floor.
Any floor.
It doesn't matter which one.
For it goes to one place.
Up.
Through the clouds.
High above it all.
Where you could let go.
Let your imagination soar.
To new heights.
To new beginnings.
To the impossible.
To the improbable.
Take a deep breath.
What do you see?
What do you want to see?
All becomes possible.
All becomes probable.
Enjoy.

A SNOW-FILLED FANTASY

tvoom:

The Path

Follow the path.
To a snow-filled fantasy.
To the family of ducks floating
together in perfect harmony.
To the sun rising for a new day.
To the wispy clouds passing by.
To the chill winds of the morning.
To the soft snow underfoot.
To the magic of snowy mornings.
Breathe in the brisk air and enjoy.

LIFE IS FOR LIVING

The young hold the secret.
The secret to life and living.
A hop.
A skip.
A jump in the air.
Each day brings
new experiences
and adventures.
Just hop,
skip, and
jump your way to
living and enjoying
life to the fullest.

A FLEETING MEMORY

Those precious words,
"Mommy, pick me up."
Who hasn’t heard them?
The young voice.
The little squeak of pleasure
once you bend down.
The happy little face
gazing up at you.
Remember it.
Enjoy it.
Savor it.
For soon it will only
be a fleeting memory.

BECKONING

Colors of life.
Colors of nature.
Bright and fresh.
Soothing and serene.
Beckoning you to take
a stroll through the flowers.
Inhale the sweet fragrance.
Time to enjoy life.
To appreciate nature
and all it has to offer.

A CONUNDRUM

The chicken or the egg.
Which came first?
What a conundrum.
Who knows?
Or who even cares?
Each one leads to a miracle.
A miracle of nature.
Where did nature come from?
Who knows?
Or who even cares?
It exists.
It’s beautiful.
And we should enjoy it.

SLOW DOWN YOU MOVE TOO FAST

Life moves too fast.
People rushing back and forth.
Where are they going?
Do they ever reach their destinations?
Rushing and rushing everyday.
Everything becomes a blur.
The faces and lights flash by too quickly.
Stop!
I need to breathe!
What happened to living and enjoying life?
When does that happen?
After we’re dead and buried.
Then we slow down to a stand still.

NO MORE TWEETS!

This is where I want to be.
I don’t want to type anymore.
No more messages or tweets.
I want to lie in the sun
and drift away.
Away into my dreams.
Sounds nice doesn’t it?

SLOW DOWN

kidmograph:

M_ND G_M_S

Does it feel like life is passing us by too fast?
Too fast for us to get off the ride.
We need the time to smell the roses.
Time to appreciate our limited time on earth.
Slow down!

NATURE VS. NURTURE

flowersgardenlove:

Is a garden better with straight
pathways and cut hedges?
Does structure improve upon nature?
Or is nature better represented in its
wild form?
Nature can be appreciated and
respected in both formats.
Just as long as it’s enjoyed.

SHOUT FROM THE ROOFTOPS

When I receive a 5 Star Review, I want to shout from the rooftops, "Hey! Someone enjoyed my book!"
That's what I'm doing right now.
Thank you Astrid Grant for your kind words.

MY FIVE STAR REVIEW ON AMAZON:

5.0 out of 5 stars "The Big Bad Wolf is already waiting for us...", June 25, 2014

By 

Astrid Grant - See all my reviews

This review is from: The Dead Game (Kindle Edition)

I cannot say how glad I am that I got the opportunity to read this book. This story puts me in mind of the horror classics – it has a little bit of everything: gore, eeriness, a nice array of shrinking violet heroines and a few tough broads, a bit of romance and plenty of twists (why, Natalia, why?)!
One of the things that I absolutely loved about this book was that it jumped into action right from the first page, and didn't let up right until the end.
Another thing that I loved is this author's style – the scenes were beautifully descriptive, stylish, and at times, quite gruesome (I'll have nightmares about the fireplace for some time). They were also crafted in such a way that it was easy to envision every terror, almost as if it were a film.
Overall, I would definitely recommend this book to any fan of good, classic horror – whether you're into vampires, demons, or just like some gruesome nighttime reading.

TAKE TIME TO ENJOY LIFE

benhorton83:

Take time to enjoy the sunset.
Smell the sea air.
Feel the ocean breeze across your face.
Recharge your batteries for a new day.

LIVE IN COLOR

Don’t let weeds grow
on your keyboard.
Use the keys to write down
your thoughts and dreams.
Without dreams, life becomes
black and white.
Let color into your life.

ESCAPE

blackoutraven:

harmonies

Do what you enjoy most.
Read, play music, sing….
Escape into your own fantasy world.
Refresh your mind and energy.
You’ll be more than ready
to face the world once again.

A GARDEN OF FLOWERS

atraversso:

Come and explore my daydream with me.
We are in a garden full of flowers.
The birds are chirping.
The leaves are rustling in the trees
as a soft wind blows.
A stone staircase looms before us.
If we follow this staircase,
where do you think it would take us?
To another garden or to a quaint house?
Let me close my eyes.
I see a secluded garden with peach trees.
Beneath the shade of the trees,
sits a lone bench surrounded by red roses.
I sit down on the bench to enjoy the view.
Achoo!
I forgot it’s allergy season and I’m allergic to roses.
If you don’t like this ending, you can imagine
any ending you would like.
That’s the beauty of your imagination.