No, not my birthday, but I am sure it must be somebody’s birthday, somewhere. With my husband’s surgery fast approaching, I am finding that playing in my studio is a distraction that I find “restful” In the truck I have been listening to a story about King Henry the VIII’s last wife, Catherine Parr, and the court life she led. Interesting enough I guess, but I have decided I can do without the court drama.
The radio is either Holiday music, or if it is talk radio… the news, happenings of the day, budgets, politics and again, not what I call ambient for a soothing companion while I travel around doing last-minute errands.
On Sunday, the church was all festive with a decorated Holiday tree, even had lights. That was a nice surprise, I realized that each year, my husband has put up coloured lights on the garage, of course, this year, that hasn’t been done. Seeing the lights, reminded me that yes, it is the holiday season… but… for us… we will miss it all, it will be a quiet and hopefully healing one.
Snow is in the forecast, starting early evening, and, on into the night and most of tomorrow. For everyone wanting a white Christmas, looks like you just might get your wish.
May the joy of the holidays fill your homes with glad tidings. The merriment of shared laughter and tender moments be the ingredients of your days, and peace and serenity the balm of your nights.
art work and photos- mine
Diva Pippa, sitting pretty for the photographer (her Mom).. all she is missing is a poodle skirt. Loved the picture and once again, asked permission to share,
pippa_g_thats_me found on Instagram
For some reason I thought of the actress Sandra Dee, she also has a bit of Audrey Hepburn ?? maybe someone out there remembers the beach movie..from way back when… Did you smile?
Keep the smile, spread the happiness around.. Pippa’s is an award-winning smile giver. =^_^=
ps. my two, look at me with eyes that say, don’t you even dare think of it. LOL Pippa is a born model. Of course we have to acknowledge her costume and set designer too. winks and waves…
“Free take when leaving store “
leather-bound with gold leaf pages
partial verse for this week of December “There would be no dark winter days, were LOVE to live ” in our hearts…..
May you feel and enjoy the beauty of Nature as you live your day today.
Good morning everyone. Tuesday, Dec. 5, and it is a mild day with rain. I heard that the mild weather will stick around for a couple more days. Somewhere I saw a big sun in one of the forecasts showing on most of the days of this week.
To me, our church here in Ottawa is beautiful. Clean lines, no clutter, you could be walking into a clinic, it seems so bare compared to the buildings I am entering especially at this time of year. As I walked towards the front of the church to pray, I caught a glimpse of colour. I paused to looked over.. WOW simplicity making a statement. Whether it was just the time of day, sun streaming in from the large windows but the play of light and shadows was such, that I rushed to get my phone.
A minister’s wife is someone in the PL ministry that supports and works with the minister at maintaining and providing a “home” for its members. This current minister’s wife is very quiet, speaks little English and never misses the opportunity to give you a warm welcome when she sees you. She is also creative and talented, there are little touches everywhere that turn up like the arrangement above, when you least expect it to. These little offerings are not only “a breath of fresh air” they brighten a day, and for this we really appreciate her silent gifts.
Her understanding of how to help a worn out or troubled “soul” whether with a cup of coffee, in my case, unlike everyone I only drink iced coffee, black. Yet, like magic a cold glass of ice with coffee will appear where I am working/sitting. It is humbling to experience such generosity of SELF. Over the time I have known her, I appreciate her goodness more and more. Could I be so selfless, so caring, to live every day for the good of others, in a country where the language is so different, never mind customs and cultural differences.
She makes me realize what I know, but don’t always practice, that “actions speak louder than words” In PL, it is said.. “Church is a spiritual home away from home” and a “place to find your Inner-Self”. I was at the church to pray and to ask for help in the coming days. I came away with such a wonderful feeling of “happiness” yes the praying was good, but the flowers touched me.. the knowing and recognition of what a blessing she is…Today is about saying thank you to a beautiful lady.
Without saying a word, this arrangement, spoke volumes.
PL Precept # 21 Live ink Perfect Liberty
You can see it, you can hear it, but you just can’t get to it. The door is there, it opens, but even when it is just a short distance away, there is no access.
Life holds such moments at every turn. We can look at attaining access to the door, there is a way in, but the time, or the moment is just not right
You can walk closer, but the fence is still there, the door is still there, but at the moment in time while you are standing there …you can only look and contemplate. How badly you want access to that door, will determine what actions you will take. Even if you obtain access to the door, what then, the operation of the plane is in someone else’s skill set, not yours.
Such situations when they occur, bring to our attention how well we do with waiting, being patient, and learning to appreciate that this is a lesson that is important. We may not know why it is, not at the moment, we are looking through the fence… but as sure as night follows day, why the delay, or why the opportunity presented itself, will be known.
PL Precept #18 Each moment is a turning point
PL Precept # 5 One’s Self is lost by being Emotional
Being upset by something we have no control over, nor change is a waste of energy. Instead, be grateful you are alive to live the moment, and that in doing so, life is progressing, and from the experience, you will gain inner strength.. focus on the positives… the fence will stay there, but you will find a way, it is only at that one moment, that access is not possible. If there is a fence, there is a gate, if there is a door, someone will eventually come to that door.
Change is the only constant in life.
What started out as a very nice day, time with a friend, finding a stamp I needed for a series of cards I’m working on. Asked I would have said, life is good.
A short time later, we got a phone call, one that changed the “colour” of the day. A clerk from the hospital, left a message that due to what they saw as a heart problem, the scheduled surgery (coming Tuesday) was cancelled, lots to discuss, please call>?? You can understand, this was a rather startling and disturbing message.
We called back, only to discover, that the young lady, had not really gotten her information all updated and ready to dispense prior to calling. For months now we have been going for treatments, followed and taken every required tests asked for. Now 5 days away from the 1st surgery, they had found a heart problem. Never had we even had an inkling of a heart problem, not even a murmur of one. Needless to say, it was not a very quiet inducing conversation.
What we discovered was that, at the time my husband was there for the tests, they should have asked for a cardiologist right then and there to have a look. With a week-end looming, we are on hold. That a heart problem would surface over night, is rather puzzling. Anyway, we wait.
My head tells me that if his entire life, he has not had one symptom, or whisper of a heart problem…then… I have to trust that precaution is important. this is a very serious, major operation, the positive, is that they are making every effort to cover all bases.
Please join me in prayer and positive thoughts. His main surgery date of Dec. 13th. is still in place. There is an urgent request that he been seen as soon as possible. We wait. We pray. PL Precept #11 Always be with God.
PL Precept # 17 Grasp what is most essential..
PL Precept # 16 All things progress and develop
PL Precept #18 Each moment is a turning point.