One day, an extraordinarily bright star looked down on earth and said, "That Looks Like Fun! I can make it even better."
Whitney Houston was such a star. A very bright spirit who visited earth too briefly but in that brief stay she kicked it up, sang her heart out, gave new light to music, spread its joy around the world - and burned out. Such is the way of very bright spirits who venture into this dimension whose energy is dense and heavy. Sometimes too heavy for the lightest of us to endure. But when such a spirit leaves, it leaves behind its essence. It feels to me like a bright trail of tiny stars that will dropinto the rest of our lives as pinpricks of joy reminding us of who we really are. Great spirits. All of us living together in this difficult school of bangs and bruises.
But sometimes, an extraordinary light spirit drops in to remind us of the joy that is everywhere if we will only look.
A Shaft of Light
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"It feels to me like a bright trail of tiny stars that will drop into the rest of our lives as pinpricks of joy reminding us of who we really are. Great spirits. All of us living together in this difficult school of bangs and bruises."
Readers' Digest magazine had (and maybe still does have) a feature called "Picturesk Speech and Platter. Your words, Ginny, quoted above, from your thourghts about Whitney Houston, certainly fit that catagory!
I'm willing to bet anyone, that you underwent no struggle to find them. Instead, they flowed into your fingers and onto your keyboard, from a thought in your mind!
What an exquist description! Without you, they wouldn't exist, dear lady!
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