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Quiet

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The other day, this pond was quiet, still.

Yesterday it was populated with a gaggle of ducks happily enjoying the sunshine of an early fall day.

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same location,   except in this picture I am on the other side of the little pond.

Before…  in  August

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Taken Saturday Sept 22.

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The only constant in life is change.   Life goes on.  Eliza’s post that I reposted to you just before writing this, caught my “mood” perfectly’.

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As one life ends, another begins  ——— one door closes, another opens.  This is what life is all about. new beginnings.

Oyashikiri

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Wednesday 11th.

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Happy Ancestors’ Day everyone.  A month ago today, we had the service for Brian, it will be another couple of days, before he will have been “gone” two months.  Somehow, time has lost a place with me at the moment.  I am in a “temporary/holding” zone.  It is thanks to my wonderful friends, and thoughtful neighbours that I get through each day.

garden geishaI never know if I will be overwhelmed with an emotion, or find myself wrapped in a cloak of silence.

My friends seem to know just when to call or be present, for this I am truly grateful.  On the surface years of wearing a “public” persona,  has stood me well.  At times I feel like I am cast in stone, and watching the world go by, while other times…. the sunlight just quietly misses me, letting me hide in the shade.

I am thankful for who I am today, my world is evolving and changing, I am so appreciative of you my friends, who stand by me, help me in this time of such overwhelming emotions, uncertainty and uncharted tomorrows. Thank you.

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Be thankful for who you are today.

You are standing here thanks to your ancestors, your parents and those who have supported you throughout your life.  Show your appreciation, by giving back to the world around you.

Oyashikiri

Wednesday -noise

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Unwanted noise

beautiful trees ripped out

hedges disappear

in one day

single family home

gone

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quiet older community

invaded

trees that stood for years

home to  the “wild” life

city dwellers gone

no more sunlight

through vibrant branches

now, rumbling

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Last year when my Mother was bidding farewell to her years on earth, my sister who was staying with her. Passed the time, drawing and colouring, memories of another time.

Change happen, with “progress” comes destruction, to “make way” for “infill”  buildings that are meant to fill in where older homes , single family homes with laneways, garages that held the cars that used to fit inside them, and usually have pretty front lawns, and backyards, big enough for small patios and gardens, either filled with flowers in season, or vegetables.

Now these homes when their owners pass away, are taken over by builders who tear them down, and put in two homes on a lot that was meant for one.  Usually, architecture that is cold and sterile.  Forget a lawn or garden spaces. Cement, pavement and more cold man-made materials, usually in various shades of grays and blacks.  Garages if there, are usually part of the main floor, still usually too small for the bigger cars of today, so they end up always outside parked on the single space of the paved front of the dwelling.

Sad, but that is progress. If you are near, or can easily get to green space.  Treasure it. Take the time to enjoy it. Listen to the birds when they visit (if they do) enjoy the fresh earthly smells of spring,  and watch as the young flowers unfold to embrace another season of “life”

Life, can be fleeting.  Live in the moment.  Enjoy each and every second of your day.  don’t wait till it fades away.

PL Precept #11    Always be with God.

PL Precept # 16  All things progress and develop.

PL #18  Each Moment is a turning point.

Oyashikiri

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death and dying

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I was chatting with friend the other day,  since cancer is now factored into my life, we were discussing how people react to the word. It was interesting to note, that when I said that cancer was much like being told you are diabetic.  She did not agree.  Her reasoning was that cancer usually  meant death.  I understood that she felt that being diabetic your chances were much better. Diabetes is known as the silent killer.

We are born to die.  Death is something we all face.  A perfectly healthy person, can drop dead without warning.  Perhaps they were borderline.. high blood pressure, maybe it was cholesterol, or like my husband, out of nowhere, after living a lifetime with his heart, and never having a problem,  he was told, he  had an irregular heart beat and it was problamatic to his cancer treatments ?

I fail to see why cancer gets top billing, and why because someone gets the cancer card, it is deemed gloom and doom.  Sure there are difficult times, but someone with a gall bladder issue, will be driven almost insane with the pain that they endure till something is done about it.  A kidney stone,  is not a joking matter either.  And ladies, how about that 9th month party of labour pain and the utter joy of the delivery room.

Cancer is a wicked surprise, and it is a challenge, however, we still go to bed each night and wake every morning.  How we choose to make use of our time while we are awake and greeting the day, is our choice.  The love of life, and the understanding that this is not the time to squander our moments, means that life is full.  Love continues to grow and shine it’s light into our activities.

There is an appreciation of the blessings that we have been able to share, and continue to share.

There is no escaping death, whatever circumstances we find ourselves in, we are alive, and we will continue to live until the day/night comes when we go beyond what is here and now.  Then, we will be forever/always.

No more, no less.

 

Oyashikiri

 

Reflection

Darren 2015 Monterey Bay Ca

quiet reflection

a moment of silence

a prayer for peace

a prayer for understanding

join in prayer today

reach out

show you care

kindness, love and compassion

communications that come from the heart

is how we start

to do our part

world peace

begins with us

we can make a difference

Believe, have faith

it can be done

seasons come and go

“life is art”

Oyashikiri

 

top photo – Hillwalker (D.Su)

Susan

My long time friend,  passed away Friday – if she were here, we would likely quip that “another one bites the dust”  Susan and I were the dynamic duo who felt that we could do anything we wanted to. If others said it was impossible, Susan and I would sit down and work out how we could get it done.  I had two friends called Susan, she was known in our circle as “little Susan” cuz that is what she was, 5’2″ if that.

IMG_4120Being a Taoist, for me landscaping was all about bringing nature to my property so that it would as closely resemble natural growth, Susan shared that passion, when I bought a home with a double lot, she said, I’m going to get more land too.  She moved to a place where she had the kind of lot that she could build on.  We were off to the races, every week-end we toured miles of countryside looking for landscaping places that would offer us plants that were not the standard backyard fare.

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Susan’s passion soon outgrew her backyard, she called me one day to tell me she had decided to purchase land.  We both had full-time careers in Corporate Health Care, and were raising our “young” but that didn’t stop her.  Once her mind was made up, Susan was a very determined person.  Over the years I watched as she  took on one “project” or “passion” after another.

IMG_4126When I remarried in the late 90’s, we didn’t get to spend the time together that we did before, but anytime we did meet up, we picked up just where we left off. That was the kind of relationship we had. The bond we had created when we were younger, held like glue.  The years passed, friends in our lives changed, but still, we knew each other like one hand knows the other.

IMG_4116She is gone now, at least the human form is no longer here.  But her presence, the secrets we shared, the long evenings of simply “being” in the same space, discovering our “selves”.. that will always be.

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Rest in peace my friend, our joy in prisms will always be a reminder of how much you are part of mine.

When love is true it lasts forever, no matter what…

true friendship is not about how often you see each other,

or how long you have known each other..

but in the truth of what you were to each other.

Q

 

photos along the Tay River, Ontario,Canada

Travel safe my friend – goodbye

goodbye Lizzie 9.18.17_008.pngLizzie was an artist with a thirst to create, not just anything, everything she did was alive and vivid, just like her. Her creativity knew no bounds.  When she first was told she had cancer, she said, OK, let’s deal with this.. and did what she needed to do, she beat the odds.  Once, twice, the little vixen fought her way to live another day.

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This last fight, she grew weary. She laid down her brush,  with the quiet dignity of the true diva she was, she spread her wings and took flight beyond the heavens into the “night”..

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We will miss you Liz, your energy and spirit,  a diva  warrior like no other,  will forever glow in our hearts.  Rest in peace.

Oyashikiri

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