a child’s expression
so much innocence
the emotion just happens
as we mature
somewhere, some how
we find ways
to hide or not show
how we truly feel
and in time
we ourselves forget
that the facade
is really just that
an outer face
and not what
we are feeling
at all
PL Precept #15 all is a mirror
Oyashikiri
Life is happily moving along, life is very good, there appears to be chaos around you, but in your little world, each day is a brand new, happy day.
And then, and then, surprise, the magic wand comes around and a little tap, tap tap, and darn, something changes.
jayeshprofitfromprices.com (PC search – computer cartoons)
You get a new computer, because your old, true blue friend, simply refuses to budge, you shut down one night, and it simply refused to wake up. Yes, the new one is top of the line able to do all that you want it to do. However, it is not warm and fuzzy, it doesn’t remember your last dinner for two, it has not shared any real “moments” with you. It is a cold black, metal box.
Nothing is where it used to be, and every time you turn it on. you just know you will discover another learning curve. Sigh. I know, these opportunities are sent to keep our gray matter from getting sluggish. To keep us eager for more knowledge, encourage our creativity.
Great way to start the day, how is your day going? Change is good, mantra for the day, change is good, change is good..
Smiles and waves, good morning, it is the start of a Friday, I’m told there are black Friday sales going on everywhere. Even here in Canada. time to take a break and go out to play.
I know my new friend here on my desk will be waiting for me when I return.
Oyashikiri
I love many of the minion cartoons, not all, but most. I confess, some I don’t get the humour at all. And then, others like this one, connect with me right away.
We all have the freedom of choice, some of us exercise that right, another can be passive about the world around them, however, I’ve learned that passive does not mean indifferent.
My personality is what it is. I now know after living all these years with my “self” that to others I can be not only opinionated, but stubborn. Do I think of myself as being stubborn, no, do I think I’m opinionated, no…. BUT… if the other person’s reality is that I am. Then guess what…in my interactions with that person, I have not responded in a way that encouraged communication, or in turn, they find me to be stubborn and opinionated, because I don’t agree with them. Fun eh!
The only person I have control over, or can change, is MYSELF.
Every day is a lesson in .. living life to its fullest potential, to do my best when sharing with others to bring happiness and a smile, whenever I can. I like being happy, and tend to remove myself when I meet up continuously with negativity.
It is not easy to walk away, or take a stand, but, mental health, and our ability to cope with some of the negative energy that bombards us each day, is just as important as being heart healthy..A healthy positive and loving spirit, will go a long way, in seeing daily rewards grow.
Taken from Wikipedia.. cut and paste
Theatre or theater[1] is a collaborative form of fine art that uses live performers, typically actors or actresses, to present the experience of a real or imagined event before a live audience in a specific place, often a stage. The performers may communicate this experience to the audience through combinations of gesture, speech, song, music, and dance. Elements of art, such as painted scenery and stagecraft such as lighting are used to enhance the physicality, presence and immediacy of the experience.[2] The specific place of the performance is also named by the word “theatre” as derived from the Ancient Greek θέατρον (théatron, “a place for viewing”), itself from θεάομαι (theáomai, “to see”, “to watch”, “to observe”).
The pictures themselves are part of my collection of places that speak to me. We have driven by when the doors have been open to air the place. But, I have not been inside.
It sits on a main street, there are houses close by, where people still live. When I stopped to take the pictures, a walker walked past, and greetings were shared. There was no concern or interest in my standing there, taking pictures. Just another “tourist’ taking in the sights.
I have spoken to the lady who owns the building, she operates a small antique and knick knack shop near by. In her plans, somewhere down the road, she would like to fix it up and do something with it. Meanwhile it sits.
Sometimes I feel like my body and mind are like the building. I am here, I function, just don’t know how brilliantly I’m handling the day.
Today, I was searching through the “arts and crafts” section in a chain Thrift Shop (it is for profit, and gives a big percentage to the Diabetes agency in our area) I came away with some great finds.. Things that had I gone to the local “big store” Craft, hobby, or Stationary shops for, would have cost me 3 – 4 times more
It works for me, because over the years, I have worked with these products and purchased them at full price for “work” in a Corporate or Health Care Setting. People pass them on because something newer has come along, name has been changed, and it has a fancier package, and important here… it is marketed to the consumer by Crafting, and Hobby specialists via You Tube or the company’s own website.
250 envelopes at 2.99 less 30% discount, is more appealing to me, than a box of 100 for 15$ plus taxes. The drafting paper I got, 18 sheets for 2.99 less 30% works for me, does the same job as the pad of specialty paper for 24$, and a real find was photo paper, gloss a package of 50 for 50 cents… versus 1 sheet for 89 cents
The relic that I am, had a darn good day. I am excited about trying my goodies out, just as a theater goer is primed and eager to see a new movie or play. The Picadilly theater still stands, the sign above the door, still sits proudly announcing the function of the building. Every time I go by, I will wave, and wish it continued success that it will go on standing proud, no matter how the years fade and wear its facade down.
PL Precept # 12 Everything has a way according to its Name
Every day, in every way
we are the main character
in our very own play
Act 1, scene 1
starts the minute your
day has begun.
Oyashikiri
Mural on the side of an old building as you drive through a little town on old Hwy 31.
The building is empty, there is a rental sign on the window off the front entrance. Where it had been a thriving community at one time, it is now a delightful little piece of history, as cars whiz by towards their destination further along the highway.
What seems so important today, can be a faint memory in the years to come. We live in a world today, that has so much to offer, we intermingle with so many cultures, it is a time to prosper and learn from one another.
It is my prayer that we will not squander away, what so many have worked so hard for, fought for, and died for……
Lesson 13 of the 2016 =PL Calendar…. Each person has their own special qualities. Each of us is born with a unique personality, and a unique worldview. Be respectful of others and learn to get along with people of all types.
Oyashikiri
Chrome… beautiful shining chrome.some women love diamonds, they are nice, however, a well looked after bike, all polished up and warm from the ride.. Aaaahhh bliss.
The rider had stopped for a break, I was close enough to the bike I could hear her settling down, the little pings, and noises that she made… what a beautiful sound. I toured her, and enjoyed viewing her. I believe that even inanimate objects know when they are loved and cared for. This lady had to purr when she was on the highway. Her owner took really good care of her. She had every right to be proud.
I did meet the owner ,=^_^= , when I was asked how did I know who owned the bike, I needed only to look, they must have cut quite the figure when the two of them took to the roads. Thank you Paul for being so courteous to someone who fell in love with your very special “lady”.
PL Principle # 3 – I will live with a mind of appreciation towards others and things..
Never limit your dreams… appreciate the world around you… One second can be a lifetime. The time spent with that Harley had the excitement and thrill of delightful flirtation that took bloom and flew into the storehouse of my daydreams. It was a WOW factor
WE should all have them.. =^_^=
PL Precept # 21 Live in Perfect Liberty
PL Precept # 2 To live is to Express One’s Self.
Oyashikiri
Riding such a bike on an open stretch of road, (secondary road) through valleys, hillsides.. would be AMAZING… The freedom of the open road, skies over head stretching out into forever, Yum….. no radios. no electronic gadgets, just the purring of the engine, and “man” riding as one. YESSSSS
What is this?
A picture gone rogue. Even with the best intentions, there are times, even when we do everything “supposedly” right… We don’t get what we were expecting. Happens.
Do we worry, stress about it.. Of course not, we simply either do it again, or move on to something else.
That works when we are dealing with objects. When we are dealing with another person, or plural, people, redoing something isn’t always easy peasy. In PL, Perfect Liberty, we see each new day, as a new canvas. the possibilities are endless.
I enjoy a good moan and groan, just like anyone else, but it is a moment in time, I move on. that is the beauty of Living in Perfect Liberty (Precept #21) We are given the tools, to help us maneuver the challenges we face on a day-to-day basis.
Perfect Liberty is unique in its way of offering personal guidance to members. We are all so different, with our own personalities and characteristics. Through consultations given by PL ministers members receive personal guidance tailored to their individual situations.
I already know that I plan on a wonderful new week. Each night is about having a good sleep so that I can begin my new “adventure”
Smiles and waves, how you doing today? how has it been so far? Had your morning brew yet? Blessings… have a super grand day, doing whatever it is you need or want to do.
Oyashikiri
It is said that one can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I have resisted changing to this new format on WordPress for ages. My PC died right. I had to get a new tower, hard drive etc. For some reason, all my bookmarks are gone, Boo hoo. Big girls do cry.
Phew… I found a new way to get my pictures from my camera into this new set up. See good things come out of change. One has to believe everything will be alright. Thank goodness I didn’t have to hold my breath for too long.
Everything is OK now. I can safely put myself to bed, and know I’ll sleep =^_^=
PL Precept # 5 One’s self is lost by being emotional
PL Precept # 18 Each moment is a turning point.
Start tomorrow with a big smile, and the eagerness of a child for all the discoveries that will come your way.
Oyashikiri
When the Lakota leader Sitting Bull was asked by a white reporter why his people loved and respected him, Sitting Bull replied by asking if it was not true that among white people a man is respected because he has many horses, many houses? When the reporter replied that was indeed true, Sitting Bull then said that his people respected him because he kept nothing for himself.” –Joseph Bruchac – Photograph: Orlando Scott GoffGood
Good morning everyone, I found this in my research today. It was posted 4 years ago on the Parabola (The Search for Meaning) site on tumblr.
How well said, and so simply .. it brings us back once more to the individuality of each of us, and how our cultures shape our thinking.
However that said, we are not back living in a time when the differences were not known, researched, studied, and documented. This is 2016 an electronic age, we can sit in our homes and watch documented reports of what is going on around us. There are thousands of published reports, books, magazines, videos and spoken story books. There is no reason for us to not know about our neighbours.
“Before our white brothers arrived to make us civilized men, we didn’t have any kind of prison.
Because of this, we had no delinquents.
Without a prison, there can be no delinquents.
We had no locks nor keys and therefore among us there were no thieves.
When someone was so poor that he couldn’t afford a horse, a tent or a blanket, he would, in that case, receive it all as a gift.
We were too uncivilized to give great importance to private property.
We didn’t know any kind of money and consequently, the value of a human being was not determined by his wealth.
We had no written laws laid down, no lawyers, no politicians, therefore we were not able to cheat and swindle one another.
We were really in bad shape before the white men arrived and I don’t know how to explain how we were able to manage without these fundamental things that (so they tell us) are so necessary for a civilized society.”
— John (Fire) Lame Deer.
This also was found on tumblr,in a post, Desert Dreamer, from Cape Town, South Africa
Just some food for thought to go along with your coffee. I find it extremely interesting and thought provoking that no matter who we are, or what our backgrounds are, we ALL strive for peace and want it in our lives.
Everyone we meet, lives with us, under the same sky, reach out with an act of kindness today. A smiles goes a long way…….
Namaste – Oyashikiri
word so easily flow for me,
yet this evening I am at a loss
I am trying to understand, how one so young can no longer want to live
while we wait, for news, if he will make it through this tragedy
I thank God for my blessings, and for the life I’ve lived
I ask myself, could I have done more
should I have known, were there signs that I missed
no one can know of course, what is really in someone else’s heart
how heavy the burden must have been
how alone he must have felt
now we wait and hope it is not too late.
Please pray for all the quiet souls who suffer in silence
so caught up in our own needs and wants
we sometimes forget to look around
and reach out with kindness
to someone who could use a friend.
I hold you all in my prayers
even though the miles are many and the distance way too far
for me to physically reach out and touch you
know that you never leave my mind.
and to you who is now clinging to what is left of your life
I close my eyes and pray with all my might
that the gentle hand of God will do what is right
& allow the blessing of peace this night
namaste – oyashikiri
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