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Myriam is spiritual counselor and coach with more than 35 years of experience. She accepts a limited number of clients that are looking to develop life skills that will improve the process of self-enrichment.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Sunday: Showers of Blessings



The secret of happiness is to count your blessings while others are adding up their troubles
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When I was a little girl there was a song that was sung in my Daddy's church: Showers of Blessings. There was something truly joyful and uplifting about the message of that song as well as the enthusiasm with which it was sung. I think that while many of us are moving from being religious to being spiritual beings, the joy that comes from being together and making a joyful noise of praise and thanksgiving needs to be maintained in our lives. Whether we do it with friends, families, congregations, basketball games or what ever, group enthusiasm for the good in life is very empowering.



A lot of times when I talk with Glenna in the morning we will end us singing little songs. Songs that bring back memories of our childhood. You know one does not have to have a great voice when one shares a song with a friend or beloved, one just has to have a great heart. I am often made to smile over dinner. My husband Mark inherited a trait from his father. When he is enjoying his food, he will start to humm a song. I know he is truly in-joy when the music accompanies his food.



Another great song from my memory bank - remember joy and blessings are not driven by religion but by the heart is Pennies from Heaven sang by Bing Crosby.




A long time ago
A million years BC
The best things in life
Were absolutely free.
But no one appreciated
A sky that was always blue.
And no one congratulated
A moon that was always new.
So it was planned that they would vanish now and them
And you must pay before you get them back again.
That's what storms were made for
And you shouldn't be afraid for
Every time it rains it rains Pennies from heaven.
Don't you know each cloud contains Pennies from heaven.
You'll find yor fortune falling
All over town.
Be sure that your umbrella is upside down.
Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers.
If you want the things you love
You must have showers.
So when you hear it thunder
Don't run under a tree.
There'll be pennies from heaven for you and me

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