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Dec 17.2018

 

1st day 12.14.18_007When a stranger lands in your space  –  There is nowhere to escape

The eyes reflect the night, you look for life inside, but find there is no sight

Others wander the night, some with seeing eyes, but not the stranger in your space

what brought her here, will tomorrow a tear be shed, or will we both stare into the night

waiting for the starship to return for her.  Of my world she cannot be, for in my world, there is room for only me  I have eyes that see and a heart that breaks, vacant eyes belong in another time and space.
1st day 12.14.18_006Be calm and kind hesitating to share true feelings, can hurt not only ourselves but others.  PL calendar .. day 17          Oyashikiri

 

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Life is Art

Mother Nature 4.27.17

I came, and went, laughed, cried, blossomed and flew away.

You missed that moment, didn’t you?

A moment comes, and vanishes, within seconds,

true intentions come from the heart

no day is like another

a moment lost in anger

is time not lived in happiness

with winter comes a calming bliss

purity and stillness

no matter the chaos around us

when we are present in every way

a moment is never missed

life is what we make of it

choices we make,

be happy today, make it a special day

why, because you can!

lady in the clouds 4.25.17

Oyashikiri

 

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Wednesday musing

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somewhere, sometime, a different scene played out around these doors, the pump was busy every now and then, and a traveller would stop and sit a spell

how you doing, nice day isn’t it,

going far, what else can I do for you?

now we drive up and wait in line for a self-serve pump

pay the pump with a plastic card, put the gas in ourselves,

and drive away, not a word is spoken.  no one cares.

social niceties, and genuine customer service

if it could be seen , would look like the picture above.

still there, however not appreciated, just a memory

of another time and place

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PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in relativity

ancestors Day ceremony on the 11th (Tuesday) 10 am)

 

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question of the day

Well hello there, and just where have you been?

Oh have I been away?

I have not heard from you or seen you?

Ah, but that doesn’t mean I have been away

I was merely playing in the present, and

yesterday got away.

IMG_7397PL calendar day 20

You are you, others are others.

You have your own way of doing things, an others have their way of doing things.  Don’t worry about what other people will say.  Simply take care o the task at hand.

You are loved and cherished, every single moment of the day.

Smile, share the blessing of life.

Oyashikiri

 

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sometimes

IMG_6641Sometimes, we just sit around,

we don’t make a sound

except perhaps a burp now and then

really the day stretches on

we don’t know where the time has gone

It takes years of trial and error to develop this useful skill.  We live in a world of go, go, go.

IMG_9110Sitting with only the gentle stirrings of the world around you.

Can be a difficult task indeed.

Try bundling up and doing it in the dead of winter.

It is an amazing release of unwanted “baggage”.

Sometimes, the road that beckons isn’t the road you are on.

IMG_7574You will find that stepping into a different space, will also bring you to another place and maybe even time.

Live each moment with the interest you give a new book that has caught your fancy, where each page is riveting and you drink in each word, fingers poised to turn the page.

Our lives are just as interesting, when we sit in the silence of the moment, The reality of BEING is rejuvenating.

Sometimes, it simply is… no more..no less…

Bom dia everyone, have a good day dear friends.. I carry you in my heart always..

PL Precept #1  Life is Art

Oyashikiri

 

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tree hugger

IMG_1493I travel far and near to find a tree, usually when I do find one that will chat with me, he lives with cousins near by who are also willing to spin a yarn or two.

IMG_1491Oh goodness me child, how nice of you to stop and visit.  We can wait from dawn to dusk to be noticed, but find, we are old, and worn, so no one stops to visit anymore.  They come with their dogs and walk right by, they head for open spaces.

IMG_1489Freddy down the way, will be glad of some company,  he gets few tenants these days, not even the dogs that come this way, use us anymore to mark their way.

IMG_1495Down the bend, to the right, you will see  a path beside Uncle John.  The leaves are crisp you will enjoy the sound as they say thank you for your trust in accepting their guidance as you walk the unknown path.

IMG_1498Please come again, your shadow is growing taller,  In a few months when you come again, we will be able to show you much more of our world.  Then we will see your shadow in the snow. till then, your shadow imprint, will remain for a while, leaving us smiling, because you shared with us.

IMG_1505 Riverside

Just me and my shadow, enjoying the morning sun.  There are a lot of roads out there, this one I will visit again. I enjoy and appreciate visiting with Nature. It is pure, it is real.

PL calendar day 5     A cheerful Greeting brings people closer to one another

Interactions between people start with greeting one another.  Take the initiative and be the first to open your heart.

Oyashikiri

 

 

the mist within

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We leave a trace everywhere we go, it seems impossible to enjoy without some how taking or leaving something behind. Some harmonize better than others. A wound may heal physically, but it will never be the same, ever.  Life does go on, we are blessed in ways that we will never truly fully understand, Nature will soon blanket the scarred and littered land around us with the beauty of fallen snow.

IMG_1477The fairy tale world of a winter wonderland, will lull the weary, allowing for time to recharge and erase haunting memories.  Right now she is blessing us with a wonder of colours and vistas of raw umber and burnt sienna interwoven with deep golden hues interspersed with  rusty reds,

IMG_1475Today, I am the birch, patiently waiting for you to  drive by, tires rolling across the asphalt, and the quiet to reappear till the next motorized vehicle comes along.  Please do not be offended, it is simply time for us to hibernate.,

Oyashikiri

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