Poetry, Senseless Anxiety, Cats and other thoughts

This poem was written by one of my youth group.

The Power of One...
One song can spark a moment, One flower can wake the dream. One tree can start a forest, One bird can herald spring. One smile begins a friendship, One handclasp lifts a soul. One star can guide a ship at sea, One word can frame the goal. One vote can change a nation, One sunbeam lights a room. One candle wipes out darkness, One laugh will conquer gloom. One step must start each journey, One word must start each prayer. One hope will raise our spirits, One touch can show you care. One voice can speak with wisdom, One heart can know what's true. One life can make the difference. Dont you see? IT'S ALL UP TO YOU!

This is one of the reasons I love working with young people. It brings me delight.

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On to anxiety. I have a dental surgery tomorrow, and while I am anxious,this time I am not climbing the walls. I was really concernd earlier, because I thought I couldn't eat dinner or have anything to drink from now until after, but I re-read the instructions and am free until 1 am - whahoo! Of course, now that it's OK, I am not craving everything, funny how that works.
I don't know what to expect. I hope that my normal rapid recuperative powers are active and I can eat something by Thankgiving and sing by Saturday's rehearsal.
Anxiety is very strange and in the past I have had panic attacks just worrying about having a panic attack. Fortunately, the dentist has them, so knows what may happen and that is reassuring to me.

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A few minutes ago, Ransom the cat, jumped onto the keyboard, editing my post and generally helping. He has been curled up in the top desk drawer which I had left open while looking for something - typical cat, he takes advantage for his own benefit.
There is a little confusion in cat-dom this evening. My daughter came to visit for the Holiday and brought her cat, Buddy, so that makes 3. Buddy used to live here, but seems to be having a little adjustment problem, he's curled up on the recliner, trying to watch everything at once.
My daughter dropped her computer case and luggage on the floor and Slash, the senior cat, decided that would be his perch for the evening.
One cat can take up a lot of space, three is an occupation.

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This week is Thanksgiving. Several friends have been trying to post something they are thankful for every day this month, as have I. I also started a gratitude journal last month when I returned from Retreat. The last thing I do before I go to sleep is write at least 5 things I'm grateful for. It really does help focus my mind and seems to set my sleep "theme". I seem to be sleeping better and have more optimism in my days.

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The lost are found!! My keys came home after being gone for a month. They somehow ended up in a bag of groceries sent home with youngest child. The costs of care packages :D.
This is really a ramble tonight. I don't see much connection, I hope that's OK, it's just the way things are showing up.
Happy Thanksgiving, One and All.