inner travels
I lay watching the slow rotation of the ceiling fan, a very lazy start to the day indeed. Keeper (female whippet) lay sprawled out beside me. She was showing her nurturing side, concerned that today might be a repeat of yesterday.
She gets very concerned when I cry and wail. Velcro (male whippet) her older brother, takes it in stride, he saw and lived through my display of raw emotion, when my husband was in his final days, and Keeper got out and ran away. Yesterday he simply got up from his favourite chair in another part of the house, to come lie beside me, to lend me his support and quietly wait it out.
My son the other day, looked at me, and said, ” Mom, its OK to cry” and of course it is, but for me, I can’t just cry, I have to be totally shaken and depleted, the body has to over-ride my happiness and stubborn mind that tells me, that there is just so much to be thankful for. And of course there always is, I am so blessed.
However sometimes, the sadness, and discontent of others is too much for me to bear. I feel their pain, frustrations and disillusion. And I have learned that I cannot be happy for someone else. You can not lift the happiness from your life, like a shawl and put it around someone else. You can be kind, listen, share in their “present state” and lend what-ever support you can.
In the end, the choice belongs to them. Yesterday I cried, all the sadness, the disappointments that I have listened to for the last many days and months, welled up and demanded to be released. I wanted escape, and freedom from the continuous onslaught of negative news, the vicious nature that is surfacing in the world around us. The curiosity we seem to have for the gossip tabloids, that thrive by reporting or should I say offering up gossip about cheating, lying and fornication. Where we lust instead of love.
Time for some time out. Quality time without a cell phone, computer, laptop, or tablet. There is a reason, dogs (pets) are the best of friends. They offer unconditional love. Nothing more, nothing less.
Cherish your family and friends, offer kindness and understanding to those around you, when there is unkindness, or dishonesty aimed in your direction. Deflect it, or let it pass you by. Life is too short.
PL Calendar, day 26 Maintain a Positive Attitude and Wisdom will come to you.
Oyashikiri
mural is in Carleton Place, Ontario,CA
Happy Thursday everyone.. Bom dia.
I felt like I was walking in my own wonderland. Given permission to wander and enjoy, I took full advantage and drove down towards the fields of now harvested cranberries.
This was a very special blessing, I followed through on my desire to visit the farm, there was no distraction. My reward was the intense feelings of being ONE with the environment I was in.
Good morning, bom dia, a quick doodle, or sketch this morning, of a little character that has caught my fancy. You may or may not recognize Yoda, he was brave and intelligent, I like those characteristics. Above all I appreciate creativity and how when it is used for good, can do so much of a positive nature to the world around us.
May the day shine brightly for you. Sunday and we are not having a service this morning, because of the service last evening. What does one do on a Sunday morning, when there is no service. I to Drucilla’s displeasure, decided to play with my paint and other supplies to start on a makeover for her. I have told her that this is therapeutic for both of us, but her silence tells me, …. it is all in my head.
Bom dia..
Same day, same place, same time of day give or take, but a different tree. Each had its very own appeal to me. “that day” I suspect if I went back today, I couldn’t find them again. Thus the harping on… live each day to your fullest, today is today, and tomorrow will be a new beginning.
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