I am Patricia Ann Boyes and have just become a first time published author at the age of seventy-seven. I am so excited! The title of my book is My Precious Life, and is now available for sale in Hardcover, Paperback, Kobo, Kindle and various e-books. The book is available on many online book stores such as Amazon.ca, Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, Amazon.uk, Westbow Press, to name a few.
In April of this year I posted an excerpt from each of the forty chapters, and they can still be read by scrolling down to the beginning of this blog. “My Precious Life” is meant to be an inspiration to those who are struggling with life’s lessons, and wondering what they are all about. The feedback the book is receiving is touching on just that. “Wonderful…I couldn’t put it down…inspiring…” These are some of the comments coming back to me, and I’m so thankful for the interest it is generating.
After I posted the first forty excerpts, I continued to blog a post a day, and am still blogging! I love it, and have met some wonderful people in the blogging community. Here again, comments are positive and uplifting.
Here is a link to my church web site. My church is a focal point in my life and is featured in my book which is why I’m including its link.
Thank you for visiting “My Precious Life”. I look forward to hearing your comments on “My Precious Life” the Blog and the Book:
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Can’t you just hear these cygnets saying, “Hey Mom, we’ve got your back.” Happy Thursday.
Music can have a healing and comforting effect when life serves up unpalatable portions of insomnia, depression, anxiety, health issues, and other problems that rob us of a peaceful and fulfilling life.
Here is one of my favorite songs that brings comfort when any of the above threaten my well-being.
Heavenly Father, thank you for hearing our prayer. Help us to be still and know that you are God.
We pray that you will help us to concentrate on our faith instead of our fears, on our triumphs instead of our troubles and on your power instead of our problems.
Help us to see our shortcomings and overcome them.
Show us that when we are unkind, inconsiderate or unthinking, impatient, indifferent or disrespectful, we hurt others.
Remind us that forgiveness is a prerequisite to peace.
In the decisions we face daily grant us the wisdom of Solomon.
For the times we are easily provoked grant us the patience of Job.
When we are tempted to doubt your promises, God, grant us the faith of Mary.
We pray for world peace, sound governments, the end of terrorism of every kind, and the prevention of dread diseases.
We pray that you will help us become the people you want us to be.
Lord, hear our prayer. Amen.
One of the lessons I have learned in life is how to breathe in those anxious and painful times we all experience sooner or later.
This is what I have learned:
Sit quietly in a comfortable position
Place tongue behind top teeth and breathe in slowly through the nose to the count of seven.
Place tongue behind bottom teeth and breathe out slowly through pursed lips to the count of eight.
Repeat eight times.
I usually do this two or three times in one sitting, a few times a day, and at bed time.
What’s in a breath? Life.
What’s in a breathing exercise? A more relaxed life.
St. Francis of Assisi (1181-1226) is one of my favorite people of history mainly because of his “Channel of Peace” prayer which when sung or listened to can bring a semblance of peace to a weary soul. The prayer is also a wonderful way to embrace life on a daily basis. Happy Sunday.
There is a fresh blanket of snow covering the ground and deck at the back of my house. This in itself is not surprising in winter. What’s different this morning is that there is neither bird nor squirrel in sight. Usually I wake up to squirrels chasing each other all over the place and birds flocking to the feeder. But there is not a single sign of these creatures. The snow is eerily undisturbed and the air is remarkably still. I slowly realize that I am missing what I have always taken for granted. I wonder where they are. Happy Saturday.
While the whole world watches Australia burn, we are moved to tears and prayers. Tears for the devastation of land and life; prayers for the preservation and safety of the firefighters and inhabitants; time to ponder what it is like to live through what must feel like hell on earth. Yes, it is a time for tears and prayers, and a time to give thanks that the tears will be dried and the prayers will be answered. And may the rains be on their way.