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Listen to others’ opinions with an open mind and learn from their wisdom. If you are too entrenched in your own thoughts, you will not be able to catch hints or inspirations from others. Let’s always be open to others’ opinions.

PL 2012.7

Au revoir, a bientot….. till soon

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.

PL2020.1

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.

Q

Tuesday

Some days…. you wonder if it is all happening… or if you have been transported to another place in time. Nothing seems familiar… nothing is the same… yet… you are pretty sure, you haven’t gone anywhere.

The heat and humidity has been fierce. Don’t dare look in a mirror. Find a shady place to hide away till night comes and it will be time soon enough for another day.

Good or bad, it is your mirror

Sincere expressions invite good results, but insincere expressions can lead to unexpected trouble.

PL2020.24

When all else fails… join the chorus line and dance

Pl Precept # 1 Life is Art

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

musing

When we experience loss – we learn to survive

the sun keeps shining, night follows day

We wake one morning and realize, we’ve outgrown who we used to be.

We choose silence from noise – somewhere in between nothing makes sense – but we are learning

We are no longer who we were – our season is changing

In the solitude of our silence – something new is born.

Love from a place of depth

Life unfolds in its own rhythm

Letting go, means we care enough, trust and have faith in being true to Self. There is great strength in Quiet.

Qyhat Harbour ..aka Q

PL Precept # 1 Life is Art

photos. Shirley K. NZ

Sunday

Flowers for Dad

PL2017.15

Oyashikiri

Doors

Which doorway will you visit?

It is not enough to have a good mind. The main thing is to use it well. Rene Descartes 1637

For more doors this is the link to Dan’s No facilities site https://nofacilities.com/category/thursday-doors/

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I live on an island where my front door opens to this view. I can spend hours watching the water swirl and listen to its song as it makes its way around the rocks. I can even watch the sky as it turns from dawn to dusk…. It is true I can’t get to it every day, but it never leaves my heart or my thoughts. We live alone on this island, there are neighbours on other islands, but we are fortunate in that, living in different time zones, we are seldom on our properties at the same time. This is the beauty of living in a virtual world (smile)

By now, you have if you are a regular to this blog, have read I am moving and have seen the story I shared with you the other day about the “Little House” https://youtu.be/F74CR1uqXFA?si=M4Fxvkml523xj3Al I have heard back from a few of you who took the time to watch the YouTube version of Virginia Lee Burton’s .The Little House. thank you,, I appreciate that you took the time to view it.. it tells the story of what I am living in a very poignant way.

For days now I have been going through photos, correspondence etc that accumulates when you have lived in one house for over 25 years. The faces of friends now long gone, or living in “space and time”. It had been tedious and long.. my hands ache at night from the constant pulling, and tearing of papers for recycling. But … in all the frustrations and challenges, I have found happy moments seeing the faces of people I once worked with, and shared special adventures with.

I am tossing a lot of “stuff” out.. a lot of what can be recycled will go to charities. Leaving 3 levels of living space, to go to a 1.5. apartment is certainly going to be a new adventure. The hardest is knowing that my gardens the green space I have surrounded myself with, will be no more. The animals that alive here …(Outside) will have to find another oasis. There is no doubt that my little house will be razzed to the ground, and with it the vegetation that has sheltered us for years will disappear.

You have all heard me say this before… life is to be lived and enjoyed, don’t squander your moments …. embrace life…. appreciate your friends…. and protect nature as best you can. Reach out to someone you haven’t heard from in awhile.. smile at a stranger… life is precious.

This was taken by my Dad who was an avid photographer, he took the pictures and developed them himself. And it was a time when we could enjoy country sides like this on a hike not far from our home. You guessed right if you thought, not so now…

PL 2014.9

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