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Sunday

Oyashikiri

Saturday

Oyashikiri

tudo bem?

At times we all pretend

Letting dreams and memories

run wild in our imaginations

Then happens the day

When “pretend” becomes reality

So real you know what it is

to be alive

Reality is escape

From the bondage of freedom

Q


Good relationships begin by greeting each other.

Acts of respect and courtesy are reflections of how much we value others. Make it a point to be the first to greet your family, people at work and around the neighbourhood.

PL2014.4


Oyashikiri

well hello!

They came, they looked around, satisfied, they left. Thank you! Ian/Chantal, great pictures.

Everyday we are blessed with gifts from the world around us. It’s important to take a moment each day to say “thank you” for the unexpected pleasures that come our way

Harmony bring us peace

Let’s strive to always maintain good relationships at home, at work and in the community we live in.

PL2020.1

Thank you everyone for checking in on how the move is going.. Thanks to wonderful kind thoughtful friends… I am moved in to my new abode… Pure Zen.

Oi

New Encounters can help you change.

Be up for anything, even if its out of your comfort zone, This is a chance for you to improve yourself as a human being.

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domingo

LOL it does look slanted, but when I go and look at it … it looks fine, could have been the angle when I took it… anyway, the minerals are safe away from furry paws.

The Brats play cowboys or space cadets not sure, all I know is at some time in the wee hours they go into frisky mode and use the bed as a trampoline to dive over to the bureau where their cat tower is. Thankfully I’m in a dead sleep.. and barely wake now that I know what is happening, The first night or two.. it was a bit un-nerving

No one can take away the joy you get from putting your whole heart into something,

The joy your feel when you’ve put your all into something its yours alone, Nobody can take that away from you,

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Have a good day everyone. happy start to a new week.

Oyashikiri

The Sun

The sun that had warmed and welcomed her earlier that day was no longer friendly. She lay in quiet despair feeling the unrelenting heat, burrow down deep into her body. The ground under her was hard, unforgiving and uncaring that her body hurt. Where once she thought of the sun as a healing energy and one that gave life, she now thought only of how it was slowly killing her with it scorching blistering persistence on her now barely living shell.

The once slender arm that one gracefully waved to friends and showed her animation for life, now lay limp and useless across her eyes. Her parched throat tried in vain to find one tiny drop of saliva ..anything to relieve the thirst that raged inside her she felt her soul evaporating drop by drop into the stillness around her. Nothing moved. The animals knew to conserve their energy. Not a sound could be heard … and she had no energy left to try to cry for help.

How long she lay in the semi state of consciousness, no one would ever know. All hope for rescue was gone, she simply let herself go.

It was at that moment that she felt rather than saw a presence. She knew her eyes would not open, her strength was gone. Maybe the angels had come to take her away from this burning inferno. Maybe… he would once more feel the cool of a shaded nook, and feel the fresh green grass beneath her feet. If she were to die now… she would be rescued from this horrible state of passive death.

What was that…. a sweet smell … the air around her had changed… Then yes… she felt a drop on her lips. A gentle rain, just enough to slowly wind its way down her throat and give a feeling o reprieve. She knew she could not move… so she lay and accepted the gift from the “gods”…. her body was bathed in healing rain, drop by drop she felt her skin greedily take it in.

Maybe she would see tomorrow… maybe there was hope… as her body drdank t his blessing from above, she felt the earth beneath her begin to take shape and mould to her now drenched body…. Her arms that had been limp and useless now began to lift in prayer to the skies.

Her eyes opened to the world and she knew she could stand tall and be strong again. In letting go and accepting the moment of despair, she had welcomed the unknown, in doing so, it became her friend…. she was free to embrace the sun again.

In death, comes a new beginning/life.

Q

Thursday

Silent reminders of another time and place.

Everyone has a good side. Make effort to see everyone’s good side. You will become more open minded and your ability to see the good in others will increase.

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sounds simple doesn’t it…. being in the middle of a move.. I can tell you… deciding to move and doing it… is a whole lot of work… is it worth it… Yes.. yes and YES!

Was going to do Thursday Doors, but… guess what, the files for Doors is not available to me this morning.. however, if you are wanting the door feature, please. visit Dan’s No Facilities site. https://nofacilities.com/2025/06/26/cmu-carnegie-mellon-doors/

This welcome “gateway” symbolizes the 21 Precepts and Principals of PL (Perfect Liberty)

Time to search out a good take out.. for french fries and a steamed hot dog done the Quebec way!

Wednesday

Let’s find the joy in everything

Are you looking for things to complain about? Let’s change our perspective and live a cheerful and joyful life.

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Make time to chill, slow down, be in the Now!

Oyashikiri

Tuesday

Some days…. you wonder if it is all happening… or if you have been transported to another place in time. Nothing seems familiar… nothing is the same… yet… you are pretty sure, you haven’t gone anywhere.

The heat and humidity has been fierce. Don’t dare look in a mirror. Find a shady place to hide away till night comes and it will be time soon enough for another day.

Good or bad, it is your mirror

Sincere expressions invite good results, but insincere expressions can lead to unexpected trouble.

PL2020.24

When all else fails… join the chorus line and dance

Pl Precept # 1 Life is Art

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