Sometimes while gazing at the night's sky,I imagine stars looking downmaking wishes on the brightest of us.-Richelle E. Goodrich
Making Wishes
Monday, July 27, 2015
Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year
January
Determined, I rise
and face the dawn with resolve.
This time I will win.
This time I will win.
January 1st
Today is the day that good things
come your way,
and then bad things to suck all the
fun from your play.
Today is the day that you stub every
toe;
blow your nose on a sleeve thinking
no one will know.
Today is the day the sun bursts from
the clouds,
and sunbeams rain down as you smile
and sing loud.
Today is the day that you meet
someone new.
You'll tickle his fancy―he'll tickle
yours too.
Today you spend beaming; you'll sigh
with a frown.
You'll buoy up all happy and cry when
let down.
Today is the day you will figure things
out,
'cause today is called life and that's what life's about.
January 2nd
A man once believed he could fly—and
he did.
Another believed he could walk on the
moon—and he did.
Why not believe your wildest dreams
can come true?
Why not see the stars as reachable?
January 3rd
Sometimes the difference between
success and failure is simply the degree to which you crave one over the other.
January 4th
Doing nothing accomplishes nothing, gains
nothing, changes nothing, and wins nothing. You have to make a move.
January 5th
No one is born a sprinter. We all learn to push ourselves up from the
floor and then balance before taking that first, wobbly step. It is an individual choice where to go from
there.
January 6th
Today is a BRAND NEW day—a perfectly
good reason to get up and start again.
Never give up.
January 7th
You'll be hard-pressed to reach your
goals if you don't map out where you're going. Take time to navigate your life.
January 8th
A
little here and a little there will always accumulate, so why be surprised when
steady, small steps take you to great places?
January 9th
Small steps may appear unimpressive, but don't
be deceived. They are the means by which
perspectives are subtly altered, mountains are gradually scaled, and lives are
drastically changed.
January 10th
People will insist on building high
and wide barriers directly in your path, often with the intent of closing you
in. If you treat these obstacles like
fencing walls, they will prove mightily so.
I choose to see them as grand towers meant to be scaled and conquered,
providing an added victory as well as a great view of the journey ahead.
January 11th
If you plan to build walls around me,
know this—I will walk through them.
January 12th
Raging fires grow from the tiniest
spark; it is the same principle at work in life. As long as there's a spark, tend to your fire.
Never give up.
January 13th
Achievers are those who have
redefined impossible, changing what
can't be done into a work in progress.
January 14th
You stare at your dream from a
distance, longing, sighing, seeing what you deem is a warning of IMPOSSIBLE. But if you'd squint real hard you'd see the
truth; the sign correctly reads, ‘I'M POSSIBLE.’
January 15th
The
sun shines every day without being told that it is brilliant. The mountains stand tall and majestic though
no one informs them of their grandeur. The
winds twirl and dance with clouds, minus cheers or compliments to inspire their
moves. Flowers bloom, showing off
colors, long before passing smiles acknowledge any beauty. The ocean claps at its own underwater chorus
without topside ears listening. What is
the world trying to tell you?
Be
wonderful because you are.
Quit
waiting to be told so first.
Copyright 2015 Richelle E. Goodrich
February
A whiff of fresh mint
that tastes like strawberry pie.
Your kisses tempt me.
February 1st
Once upon a time there was a king
and a queen though not of the same kingdom. They were of different lands and ruled over
very different subjects, possessing unique talents and single hearts.
This valiant king and beautiful
queen one day found themselves treading the same route which happened to
meander through both their lands. Upon
this chance meeting they detected in one another distinctive, worthy qualities,
both intriguing and impressive enough to cause them to want to cross paths
again.
Letters were exchanged from his
kingdom to hers, delivered in haste. For
even the heralds could see what a marvelous thing it might be to join these two
great empires. And so, through written
exchanges, it was agreed that this king would escort the queen in his grand,
red carriage to view the celebrated, annual light festival in her land—an
experience enjoyed after sunset.
On the night of the event, they
rode along for hours, talking, laughing and smiling frequently at one
another. Their hearts beat in rhythm,
pattering with pleasure and tenderness, one toward the other. Jolly tunes played over the air, enhancing
their bliss. The king shared pictures of
his royal family and subjects, portraits that pleased the beautiful queen. And upon this enchanted night, surrounded by
twinkling lights, their hearts swelled and the two fell in love.
It was not long before their
kingdoms joined; a merger solidified through marriage. It was a union that made them both forever
good and rich.
To say that they lived happily ever
after would be in error, because their days consisted of continual and
unnumbered trials. There were some
periods that sparkled and warmed their souls like the festive lights under
which this king and queen fell spellbound in love. Other times proved darker, but not without
growth and gain. The promise was that
through enduring these trials together—remaining a forever united kingdom in
laughter, sorrow, hardship, and love—their uniquely beating hearts would
eventually, someday, meld as one.
The Valentine is one heart shared by two.
February 2nd
You need tell me nothing; I already know your
heart. Through your simplest choices
you've given yourself away.
February 3rd
I love you because you loved me
first.
Yet you love me, saying I loved you
first.
Funny, our love thrives believing the
other person started it.
February 4th
What's the point of changing who you are in
order to impress a woman, when your intention is to return to who you were, a
person she was never attracted to in the first place?
February 5th
“When you do fall in love with me, I
don’t want it to be because I gave in to your demands, but because your heart
gave in to its desire to truly be loved.”
February 6th
Love is many kind acts accumulated
over time that leave us feeling wonderful.
February 7th
If only you would kiss me.
Press your lips to mine like a
searing iron. Wrap me in your arms as if
you were a monarch claiming a kingdom. Hold
me close until I warm through to the core. Do this, and I promise to melt into you, no
longer a cold and frozen figure in your narrowed sight. How devoted I would be if only your lips
burned for mine!
If only you would kiss me.
February 8th
It is a sweet thing to have someone
love you, but it is a far sweeter thing when his actions convince your heart,
and his words persuade your soul.
February 9th
The search only ends when you finally
find the one who truly gets you.
February 10th
Life is a love story, with every character
yearning for permanent refuge in someone's heart.
February 11th
To a
man, sex is the ultimate expression of love. It is pure pleasure. But to a woman there exists something greater
than pleasure―gestures of adoration. A gentle
caress on the cheek, an attentive smile, a soft kiss while swept away in a slow
dance, the whispered words, 'You're
beautiful'―these are the tokens of
love that women cherish.
February 12th
They tell me you're the best and the
worst thing to have happened to me, but I do not see how it can be both. For if my death resulted from your presence,
an everlasting sleep would have me dreaming happily of us together. I see no bad in that. Therefore, you must be the best thing to have
ever happened to me because you make the worst seem wonderful.
February 13th
Love is an afternoon of fishing when
I'd sooner be at the ballet.
Love is eating burnt toast and lumpy
graving with a big smile.
Love is hearing the words, 'You're
beautiful,' as
I fail to squeeze into my fat jeans.
Love is refusing to bring up the
past, even if doing so would be a slam dunk to prove your point.
Love is your hand wiping away my
tears, trying to erase streaks of mascara.
Love is the warm hug that
extinguishes an argument.
Love is a humbly-uttered apology,
even if not at fault.
Love is easy to recognize but so hard
to define; however, I think it boils down to this...
Love is caring so much about the
feelings of someone else, you sacrifice whatever it takes to help him or her
feel better.
In other words, love is my heart
being sensitive to yours.
February 14th
To the romantic soul, the rituals of
Valentine's Day echo every day of the year.
February 15th
Though I love you to the core of my
being, so thoroughly that every cell comprising me aches to be near you, I must
accept that we can never be together. For
our existence parallels the sun and the moon—a temptation in constant,
beautiful view, yet if the sun were ever to kiss the moon it would devour the
heavenly orb whole. Oh, my darling, if
only I were the moon! Then I would dare
taste your lips and be happy for my last and final joy! But alas, I am the sun, and I will not venture
to destroy the one I love.
Copyright 2015 Richelle E. Goodrich
March
Oh, mightiest wind,
wilt thou cease thy breathing in
and hold thy exhales?
March 1st
I wished upon the moon one night,
bewitched by how it shone so white. While
staring up with some excite my eyes beheld a wondrous sight! The moon, so lustrous and white, transformed
into an armored knight who caused me just a moments fright when he jumped down
from such a height. No more a soft
celestial light, he was my lover, day and night.
This caused the world a serious
plight. How harsh a sting and deep the
bite inflicted on the world, alright, to lose their blackest-hour light.
And so I've come to set things right,
to offer up without a fight my lover wished for one clear night. I hold him close. He hugs me tight, then climbs again to
heaven's height to glow a bluer shade of bright. I stare at my beloved knight, not wanting to
be impolite, and in my heart with all my might I wish a wish that isn't
right.
Now and then the world still spites a
shadowless and moonless night when we steal softly out of sight to hold each
other 'til daylight and share in lovers’ true delight.
March 2nd
Sail through the good days, and on
bad days pick a spot of blue sky to steer toward.
March 3rd
Life is a voyage across troubled
waters where our days are often spent clinging to the top of the highest mast,
scouting for a comforting glimpse of shore.
March 4th
The only ship you can truly steer in
this ocean is the one you're sailing. Quit
trying to alter the winds; harness them.
March 5th
It is a greater triumph for the
fearful soul who tries and fails than for the fearless who succeed.
March 6th
Win or lose, good or bad, the
experience will change you.
March 7th
I'm not asking you to walk in my
shoes; I'd never wish my afflictions on anyone. But could you walk beside me on secure ground
and reach to hold my hand?
March 8th
Obsessing over something that has
jarred your world is called coping.
March 9th
Don't judge too harshly, for if your weaknesses were to be placed under your
footsteps, most likely you would stumble and fall as well.
March 10th
We are all guilty of sin, error, and
moments of sheer stupidity; none of us should be casting stones. The occasional arced pebble might be
overlooked.
March 11th
Don't be fool enough to think you can
know a person's character after a few moments of observation. You
can't.
You have no idea where his life began or how his saga has
unfolded thus far. Only his present
state can you witness. To judge him at a
glance is like reading one page in an open book, believing it's enough to
confidently recite the story from beginning to end. True, one page may tell you much, but not
nearly enough to accurately critique a book or evaluate a life. So, either become his friend and learn his
entire story, or refrain from commenting on a tale you know nothing about.
Copyright 2015 Richelle E. Goodrich
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