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Tuesday

Sometimes we have to stop moving around, going out, taking on another project and simply chill

Do you really need to be on your cell as often as you are.

When was the last time you read a book?

In PL, everyday is a new day, a new beginning. PL Precept # 1 Life is Art.

Start by thinking “this is interesting!”

Even when you’re dealing with a difficult situation, it is important to find something interesting about it. From there you will be blessed with wisdom and something new will come out of it.

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Some food for thought! Have a good one everyone! Till soon.

Oyashikri

Saturday

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fyi ..Rockhound Gemboree was a total delight. I attended a lecture on the oldest dinosaur found in Alberta… saw some amazing displays and came home with a few treasures!

Be kind to one another! smile and share PL Sunshine and Joy.

Oxtail broth

How many of you have been so disappointed when buying store bought bone broth? I have been trying off and on now for a long time to satisfy my craving for a good ready made broth. What you see above is my breakfast … a bowl of steaming freshly made (overnight) oxtail soup.

Oxtails fresh from the butcher at the Asian supermarket near me

Fresh okra grown locally

fresh mushroom (big cafe ones)

slices of sweet onion/Spanish onion

cream corn (small can)(I prefer the known brands -thick creamy)

garden fresh baby potatoes (today it was red /yellow ) quartered

diced tomato, green pepper, red pepper *(Pizza topping from the fresh veggie shop near by)

seasoned with pink salt, minced and diced garlic and ginger.

The oxtail is such a rich meat, so delicious and tender, I did not add a lot of other spices I wanted the flavour of the beef.

The aroma as it simmered overnight was ..”heavenly” The taste this morning is “divine”


Don’t rush or allow yourself to get flustered

When you rush, it limits your ability to pay attention to detail, and often leads to careless mistakes. With a prayerful mind, take a deep breath and act calmly.

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Trust in the rhythms of life.

Oyashikiri

soup was made using my wok

  • why prepared pizza topping – at FarmBoy (fresh produce store) they prepare this every day for customers… and for a single person on my own, buying a whole lot of veggies means I have a lot of waste… this way the produce is freshly made every day and I don’t have an excess of veggies going to waste in my fridge.

Wontons

Freshly made wontons, brought home and made a wonderful soup. on the left, stock is being prepared with bone broth, mushrooms, onion, garlic, ginger, and fresh cut sweet onion, with corn cut from the cob. I used part of the wontons for lunch, then the last of the wontons I made another soup for dinner.

Today the 21st. we celebrate Thanksgiving (Day of Appreciation) service at 10a.m. Japanese Curry on rice after!!

Let’s all take a moment to say thank you… for all the blessings in our life.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Let’s live with gratitude toward everyone and everything all day today.

If you can’t make the day service, we have one at 7 pm,

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Thank you Yoshiko, wontons were amazing!

Wednesday

A gentle reminder, to slow down and take it easy in this oppressive heat we’ve been having this summer.

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fyi. for those of you who have followed my journey with neuropathy, I have been trying magnesium cream.. applying it topically, It didn’t happen overnight, but I have noticed… I sleep a much sounder and a longer sleep, and AND I have less leg discomfort/cramping etc.

changes

Does anyone recognize this mask? What came to mind for me was a crow/raven – bird spirit? (West coast?)(totem pole)

You can only change yourself

Before you start telling people how they should do things. think of how you can be more flexible.

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Oyashikiri

Wednesday

Needed a break from the heat, humidity and at times rain.

Every day is a new beginning… I remember taking this picture, the day was cool, crisp and invigorating. Hard to find that these days, it has been scorching.. uncomfortable and heavy.

In the PL Prayer, there is a passage “ all humankind who are brought to birth in accord with your Creation are endowed with individuality and intelligence to live an artistic life, for the sake of the world and for the sake of humankind.”

Chill everyone… till soon.

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.

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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.

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.

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Monday

Good morning everyone,,

Heal from the past

Simply be here

There is only NOW

Cherish what can’t be measured

New Zealand is very beckoning. This picture my friend posted has an almost surrealism to it. Moving has had a dramatic effect on me.. I am still putting together the pieces that shattered around me during the start of the move.

The reality of my situation didn’t hit me till I was able to distance myself from what “was”. You all know the expression,. “one can’t see the forest for all the trees”

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in my case it wasn’t a small change.. and… when the reality hit, it was a whopper.

Till soon..

Oyashikiri

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