I posted these yesterday, but wanted to use them again today, why.. I stood for some time at the bridge looking at those two logs.. wondering how they got there, and if I wanted to move them.. errr.. it was a thought, I didn’t attempt to move them. They were wrapped in a light icing of ice… and I didn’t have on my Bogs (water boots) … eepps I can hear and see the fingers pointing, honest it was just a thought I did not attempt in any way shape or form to move the logs.. it will have to wait till spring now =^_^=
The fungus on the tree was another moment in time. I wanted to pull out my chair (it was in the trunk of my car) sit and just visit with the display. The fungi was growing out in a number of places on the one trunk. There was such a variety of shapes and colour patterns. Life is so colourful and textured!
The log end, I want to see its progress over the winter, how it will pretty up as the snow and ice build on it. Right now.. what little snow is there .. may or may not stay depending on the weather we get in the next while. However the ground does seem to be already settling into “frozen” mode.
Be free of your attachments. If you are obsessed with doing something in only a certain way, it narrows your choices. Keep your options open and be flexible.
Perfect Liberty 2017.11
Will the day ever come when I will not marvel at how wonderful the world is we live in. I hope not.
Guess who got out into the woods today… It was on the cool side, the water had a layer of ice on the top, snow lay in some areas, the chill was present. No matter, I loved it.
Do things joyfully. Instead of taking it easy. Enthusiastically engage with what’s in front of you. You’ll enjoy it more.
Perfect Liberty 2021.30
Whatever we plant in our subconscious mind and nourish with repetition and emotion, will one day become a reality.
Good morning everyone. I’m hearing more and more about how the weather is affecting our moods. It is not even the darkest of days yet… and already there is moaning about the lack of sunshine and the shorter days. Yesterday was the 21st. in another month, the days will start getting longer again. Besides it is not the daylight that determines if we are having a good day or not, it is your mind set.
Things come about when they are meant to happen. Enjoy the moment while you wait. Think of what you can do for the time being, and don’t rush the outcome.
Perfect Liberty 2020.10
Free yourself from being overly attached. Overthinking hinders ideas and actions.
As the season’s change, the summer sun begins to fade , the nights get cooler, and the mornings are slow to reappear. Darkness comes early and fades later… meanwhile, life in the human lane keeps trucking along adjusting to what ever challenges/opportunities come along. Some adventures we handle better than others. But handle them we must.
Sometimes, it is just hearing your friend’s voice at the other end of the line, or getting a responding text that will ease the “pain” “discomfort” of the moment.. honestly we are lost without our friends… I woke this morning with a shocking pain that ran up both legs. talk about being wide awake in seconds. Yes I have been up and around, doing and doing, winter is on its way, and things need doing. Unfortunately for me, the spirit may have been willing, but the body was “not amused” This morning it reported it’s unhappiness with some of my recent decisions it a very compelling way. I had no choice but to listen… it was a severe reprimand.
If you have ever experienced a muscle/tendon spasm, you know of what I speak. My body didn’t just give me one spasm in one leg, no, it gave me the full treatment to both legs, crippling me without mercy until I was able to find the spray that would freeze and shock the tissues into relenting and letting up. Good morning to me!!!! Guess who will be behaving all day today!
Express your appreciation with enthusiasm. Appreciation is the driving force for progress and development.
Perfect Liberty 2021.21
Ok. that means, that yes it was an unpleasant experience, but I appreciate that my body is telling me of my delinquent attention to it’s needs. I will show my appreciation by listening to my body, and my friends who have all been telling me, “you are doing too much, too soon!!!!” Practice patience… repeat after me, practice patience… practice patience……
practice patience!
To my wonderful friends who have been listening to me, helping me and scolding when I need reminding, thank YOU….
In looking for pictures for a door, I came across something I had written, don’t know when, long enough ago that I had tucked it away in a book and only found it again last night when I pulled the book out to look up something. Obviously it was back when I had a printer. Since I need to retype it to get it on the PC.. I’m going to share it with you – as is- I will leave a link at the end of the post to Dan’s No facilities .. where you will find more doors … I had titled the page.. The Sun.
The Sun – written by me, sometime in the past,
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 deeper 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 its scorching blistering persistence on her now barely living shell.
The long slender arm that once gracefully waved to friends and showed her animation for life now lay limp and useless across her dry eyes. Her parched throat tried in vain to find one tiny drop of saliva anything to relieve the thirst that raged inside of 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 in that moment, that she felt rather than saw a presence. She knew her eyes would not open, could not open, her strength was gone. Maybe the angels had come to take her away from this burning inferno. Maybe… she 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 of 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 drank this 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… for each death is a new life. Always and forever.
I stepped through a door from the past, I don’t know why or what the reason was for my little ‘story” but it still resonates with me today.
Do everything willingly and joyfully. Your upbeat attitude will make things more cheerful and enjoyable.
So… I’m lying in bed, eyes open – am I awake? .. Cuz… I’m looking your way, do I see you? – your mouth is moving and there is sound, are you talking to me? Oh hello… we are on the same road, are we going the same way? Is our reason for being there the same?
and here is another one… because you see a smile, am I happy?
Make today a different day. Instead of doing the same old thing, be creative and do things to improve your day.
Perfect Liberty 2021.17
Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased, it comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought.
So lonely and sad, the old house now sits so silently on the hill – No more does it hear the sounds of children playing – or the clanking of pots and pans as dinner is being made It’s former charm has now long since gone.
Imagine how it had once been, the proud haven for how many generations of families? Can you see the farmer tending the land, animals grazing near and around the homestead…. I think I see that a swing once sat in the front yard, where come evening, the family could gather and watch as the evening skies filled with stars. A gallery of twinkling particles of light against a clear night time sky
My friend and photographer Shirley Keen took these photos while on one of her jaunts. I was going to use it for “Thursday Doors” but there was a poignant feeling about the house, that inspired me to give it its own place on a page. Old homesteads like this are found not only in NZ but here in Canada, and I’m sure in the USA. I noticed in the pictures there was no road leading in to the house, nor any sign of hydro (electricity) being fed to the house. It has to have been vacant for years. There is a road not far off, but no driveway to this building.
Update. the Hoult farm house has been in the same family for 6 generations. It seems there will soon be a new house built close to where this one now stands by one of the descendent of this family.
Could this have been a reservoir for catching rain water?
Seeing the pictures Shirley took of this old farmstead brought back memories of days when the entire area around where I grew up was farmland such as seen in these photos, and now … all one can see are city lights and urban sprawl.
Let’s interact proactively with an ever changing society. society is always rapidly hanging with the times. Keep your eyes and mind in tune with these change and learn to deal with them proactively.
Being sidelined these past weeks has meant that I have had plenty of time to visit and revisit some of my creative endeavors that I’ve played around with over the last couple of months. In particular it has given me time to work on the Christmas greetings that I have to have ready to send over seas. The new year is fast approaching, and if mail (snail) is to get overseas in time for the holidays, I need to meet the postal deadlines set by our postal system to ensure that mail will arrive on time. Last year there was a huge rush and a lot of delays depending on the country you were mailing to. Check with your local postal authorities for the deadlines this year.
We are all wonderful in our own way. Although results are important, your effort is what is truly precious.
Perfect Liberty 2021.13
Sometimes an overcast day provides the best natural lighting to evoke a mood or an ambiance that is soothing and calm…..
TAOIST Life is Art (Perfect Liberty precept #1)
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