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dreaming

the night was clear
it was time to fly into “slumberland”

the enchantment of the night

the desire to be free

my spirit soars into the beyond

knowing that out in the Universe

the calm and serenity of the night

would make my world alright.

landscapes so blue… so true

the moonlight colouring the land a gentle blue

a mesmerizing hue of all that is real

when in a dreamscape I am with YOU.

Q

written by Q (aka me)

photography, Q

Location, Pacifique, SL (virtual)

I wanted to, but life got in the way.

surrounded by activity, yet alone

Over the holidays I read prose, poems and thoughts that expressed, the reality of feeling alone in life. Gave me pause to think about my own life, my memories, and the people who have come and gone over the years.

nights of contemplation

There were days, nights even weeks, when I was lost in a dreamworld of my own. Questioning the emotion of love, of loving being loved, What I have learned over the years, is forget about expectations, they are your journey and no one elses. Two people can stand in the same room side by side, and not see the same things at all.

In PL, we are given the tools to realize that the person we have to love is ourselves, only in knowing who we are, and our needs can we share them with someone else. Unconditional love is not easy. But I believe it is attainable. To know sadness, you have had to know happiness. Being human is not a flaw, it is a blessing. To experience life, we have to let go and welcome new energy.

Everyone wishes to be happy and lead a happy life. In PL we can experience true joy and happiness when we are able to freely express our unique individuality )Makoto) in each moment of our lives/

Perfect Liberty – Welcome to PL pg 4

Oyaskikri

digital photography virtual world sl

come one come all

come one come all, come to the ball, it is open to all..

the winds whispered and sang through the trees,

hoping to catch someone, anyone’s ear,

but, the lazy river and the foliage basking in the sun

paid no heed, there was no rush, fall wouldn’t arrive for another couple of months.

Too soon, they awoke to found that the ground was covered in snow, and the cool wind that blew, was in no mood for a ball,

It had come in with the fall, ready to blow the leaves down, and was ready to whip itself up into all it could be, to ensure a clear path

for what was to be. High above from her vantage point above the snow queen polished her wand, making sure her stars were sharp and ready to dispense of all of her glittering diamonds of flakes. With a sweep of her wand, the land below would be covered in snow…

Then, what a glorious landscape it would be. she would call back the wind and open the days to the majesty of the winter sun… Only then would her handiwork be shown at its best. Her diamond flakes would sparkle and amaze, she loved this time of year…

Once more the call would go out, come one, come all, it is time for the ball.

Seasons come and go, we need to flow with the changes. In this way, we will always rejoice at what there is before us. Always be in the NOW.

Oyashikiri

in a far away land

way, way far away, I found myself wandering, a tourist for the day,

how magical it was, how soft and fluffy the snow, of course we all know

dreams do come to an end, yet the memory is so clear, I want to keep it near

see the umbrella, perfect place to sit, we could visit and simply BE, in wonderland, forever and a day. If only you would come and play! =^_^=

To live is to express one’s Self!

Perfect Liberty Precept #2

Oyashikiri

tools

I was reading a friends blog recently, he lives in Japan, and writes about the use of and the caring of good carving tools https://covingtonandsons.com/2019/10/04/sharpening-part-10-the-ura-%e6%b5%a6/ While reading his blog I was hit with the similarity of looking after one’s tools, and the maintaining of friendships. When we don’t look after our tools, they stop performing for us the way they were intended to perform. Especially a carving tool. A good crafts person, knows that it is essential he/she maintain his/her tools in good working order if the quality of work is to be preserved.

When a friendship is taken for granted, or mistreated, will it withstand the neglect or at times, miscommunication. In PL we learn that life is about us, and that we re responsible for our feelings. So I muse on if I feel slighted, or taken for granted, then it is up to me, to what…. dismiss the situation, put it aside and move on.

Not let it happen again, simply do not put your self in the position again. hmmmm the little voice says…. you could miss out on something…. you enjoy that friend. Did they intentionally set out to hurt you. The answer is no. It is simply their actions, were not appreciated by my sensitivities.

Darn being a philosopher is hard. I likely will opt for a good cry. Have a good nights sleep, and tomorrow, begin another day.

Now please everyone, don’t be sad or feel that I am blue.. I am living the moment, and will then move on. Life is too beautiful and inspiring, tomorrow I will be wide eyed and living my adventure.

gentle falling rain, will eventually, etch its presence in rock.

a shadow will change with the movements of the sun

a cloud is temporary

love is forever and unconditional

and, I am what I am, a temporary traveler in this space and time

Oyashikiri

Saturday 14th

l am a bird in a cage

pretty and loved

yet I feel so alone

people delight and stare

they love my cage

and the clever way I get carried around

when the admiring is done,

it is back into a box I go

what good is it to be pretty and loved

if I can’t be free

rust you say!

Nay it is art…

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under the majesty of the sky

the temperament of the clouds

the treasure lay,

surrounded by a crowd of flowers

lush and green waving in the breeze

cheerfully saying hello to passersby

oh… for a closer look

checking mirrors back and front,

I pulled over to seek my treasure out

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not gems that gleam in the sun

but a sturdy piece of artwork

that has been lovingly blessed each day

by natures wonderful expressions

(most call it weather)

set in concrete for all to see,

this piece of art has grown lovelier with each passing season

I can’t say for sure, but I would guess

that not many are struck by its beauty

or come to admire, yet pass it each day

such is life, in French there is a saying

“to each his/her own”

You see rust, you say! Lad show me the way!


PL calendar day 3

Instead of worrying, do something about it..

It doesn’t help to over think situations such as, “What if this happens?” or “Things might end up that way.”  Instead be proactive and change how you see and do things in each situation.

 

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Oyashikiri

 

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