Flower or Fertilizer?

Claudia Gold, copyright 2015 ShameIntoJoy Four weeks ago when I was sick…as I sat at this very desk I am typing on, out of the blue I saw in my mind’s eye a snapshot of a yellow circle in which there was the word “blessed” written on it, enclosed in a thin orange circle.                 I pondered and ponder. If I am blessed. The thought confronts subtle shadowy conceptions of myself from past pain during moments from babyhood until now of when I saw myself as the black goat – I mean black sheep, sufferer, victim, and person treated unjustly. So I consider this and ask you and I: Are we blessed? Even when we have lives with pain and … Continue reading