The Mindful Farmers Daily Diary Day 1309

Good morning everyone and welcome. Earlier in the quiet of the morning I was watching and listening to the sounds of the morning and I know over the years a lot has been written and sung about the sound of silence. That is what I was doing earlier. The sea was flat, clm. The wind was holding its breath and the grey rocks were pale, frightened by the absence of company. Then, heron floated over the water to make company with the rocks. I could hear the barking of a small dog in the fair headland. These were the only sounds. In peaceful situations like this we realize that each new day is a path of wonder, a different invitation. If we could only be mindful of how limited our time on this earth is, you might begin to learn how precious each day is and that destiny travels silently until it arrives. Treat each day as an invitation to live in the now and be who you were meant to be. Continue to pray, bless, power healing, peace, hope and love to all and wear your Monday smile. 

The Mindful Farmer

Patrick