What lights up the sky on the Fourth of July.
What lights up our bodies during radiation therapy.
No matter how sick we are,
we must continue seeing the beauty of life,
and celebrate it with color and music.
Not every day is a picnic,
but each day is precious
because we know what it is to be alive.
Let’s remind ourselves that
we are more–much more–than our cancer.
Each of us is a uniquely beautiful fireworks display!
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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2 thoughts on “Fireworks”
We loved fireworks as young boys in Martins Ferry