wordless wednesday – Amish
What was, what is.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
What was, what is.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
Good Morning every one, how are you today? It is not that I don’t have a lot to say, I could, but I came across proverb today, and spent a good time digesting it. Thought to share it with you.
This description of this picture says it is an Amish man riding his horse-drawn buggy through a blizzard in St. Mary’s MD. USA, Feb. 10.2010. I reflected on this moment of his journey, and eventually I decided that yes, dressed properly I would have loved to have shared the experience.
My spinning wheel sits idle gathering dust, I just had to have it, and yet .. now it sits an ornament waiting…. Certainly this is the time of year for reflection.
Not everyone is on the same page we are .. or even reading the same book. appreciate and accept the differences we meet along the way, focus on the chapter in our own lives and live the day to its fullest capacity.
Take a walk in the snow…. enjoy everything you do ….
Next time it snows, I plan to.
love filled Blessings . to each and everyone one of YOU…
Namaste – Oyashikiri
If you are fortunate to be walking or driving slowly by, the rhythmic sound of the horse’s hooves and the turning wheels is very pleasant.
Soft muted shades of the Amish clothes, to some is very soothing. Laundry that hands outside to dry always has such a fresh smell to it. Winters, laundry is hung under cover or outdoors, just as in other seasons.
When a large piece of a barn has to be moved, Amish men come together to carry it along the highway to its destination. this was in the Kalona area of Iowa.
Simple, plain, no mirrors, the basics.
Now this is an Amish quilt I’d like to get a closer look at. Wouldn’t you?
This brings back memories of days when we would see sights like this on country roads if we were driving through farm country. The smell of freshly cut hay wafted through the car windows as we followed slowly along behind. It gave us a wonderful opportunity to just sit back and coast along while taking in the sights around us. When the farmer could, they would usually pull over and give us the OK to pass.Noooooooooooooo, not what you think. It is common in some Amish communities to allow the use of a telephone, but not in a home. Several families will share a telephone, that is conveniently place in a small wooden shanty between the farms. If there is a need to use the internet, there are usually libraries in nearby towns.
Sewing is done by hand or with a treadle sewing machine. I was very humbled when invited into an Amish home. I saw her machine and her home-made quilting frame. She worked at night by kerosene lamp and what ever light came in through the windows. She told me she did most of her sewing and quilting in the winter months when there was less to do in the fields.
Simplicity – when was the last time you walked along a stream in your bare feet, turned off all the lights at night and just enjoyed the evening stars. There is a saying ” If you want something you’ve never had, then you have got to do something you’ve never done.”
Live your life!
Forget your age, and what others have to say..
Only you can make the changes in your life
To live life your way.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
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Good Morning all – I took a breather yesterday. What we used to call a mental health day. Packed the dogs in the car and took off. We do this from time to time and it is usually just what the doctor ordered. We get away from the construction going on next door, hammering and pounding all day long. The glare of a computer screen, the ringing of phones. It was time for a day out.
It was raining when we left, in fact it was pouring. Determined we carefully found our way around detours and road construction till we were on the highway leading to the States. We crossed over in Massena and came back via Ogdensburg. The Massena border crossing was so painless we were through in a blink of an eye, No long line ups. It could be different starting today, this is a long week-end in Ontario,Canada. Monday is a Civic Holiday.
We had driven out of the rain, the sun was shining, there was a lovely breeze what better time to leave the main highway and follow a side road where once we had seen an Amish horse and buggy go. We soon found ourselves in another time, a gentler time, with lots of green pastures, and simple structures, it was a gradual shift, but definitely the hustle and bustle of city life was behind us. There were areas in our drive, where the road though paved, would have been barely able to handle two passing modern-day automobiles or trucks. Horse and buggies, yes.
We stopped at two different veggie stands, were home-made goods were also available. At one location I was honored with an invitation into the home so view a double size quilt that was being made on a homemade loom. Each stitch was carefully sewn by hand and if the daylight began to fade the woman used a kerosene lamp to guide her hands while she sewed. The quilts are lovely works of a rt, the one that would have interested me would have been the unfinished one, for the hours of labour the price asked left me truly humbled. It was just such an experience for me, I thought of my two sewing machines, my serger, my air-conditioned comfort, and here this woman with the big warm smile and happy eyes stood showing me her winter work, because in the summers she worked with her children bringing in the harvest and preparing it for sale. They travel 2 hours or so to go about 17 miles to the shopping centre in Ogdensburg to sell their home-made products in the parking lot outside of Lowes. (pickled green tomatoes with jalapeno peppers)
There was a quiet peace that settled over me while on this day trip that will last for some time to come. I rediscovered a part of me that I used to spend much more time with. The young girl at the first place we stopped told me that they have quilting bees, her eyes lit up just thinking about the joy they have in sharing community with their neighbours and friends. As we stood chatting I realized that life was a happy place, and what a rich blessing it was for me to be able to share in that moment. The odd car we heard was so out of place. I can still hear the sounds of hooves and buggy coming down the road, Nice.
There were places I would have loved to capture with my lense, but felt it would have been an intrusion, the people we met were so gracious and friendly.
The countryside and simple way of living, brings a new perspective on what I have let my life become. I am very happy with my life, and most of all I’m content, but now I know that I can also be just as happy with less. Maybe even more so.
Could I live without my computer and the internet? Yes.. Would I want to. No. I’m too selfish to give you all up. LOL. You have become so much a part of who I am, some of you, have shared your music and stories with me, touching me as only a good friend can do, yet we have never physically met, isn’t life amazing. Have a good day dear friend. Till next time…. Namaste – Oyashikiri
A big thank you to a husband who helps me live my dreams.
When we have been in upper NY State, we often will see a lone Amish buggy making its way down the side of the highway towards its destination. Cars are whizzing by, driver and horse are not oblivious to the automobiles, their noise and fumes, they simply just keep heading to where they are going appearing to be in their own space and time. I never can pass without thinking of how in many ways it would be nice to be sitting along side the driver on a dirt road with nothing but natural woodlands and meadows on either side. Instead of concrete,, the horses were making their way over well trod earth. Day dreaming and reality. What a pair. We need a daily dose of both.
Life is a balance of negatives and positives, often we find ourselves experiencing the emotions of life on one side of the coin or the other. When you turn the coin on its side, you can see that the side is slim and though you see the rim of the coin, you cannot see both side of the coin at the same time. When I found the following quote this morning, I knew it was to be shared. Is love and being in love different? Are they different states of BEING?
Look for the beauty around us, appreciate the good qualities in others. We all have our moments of “ops did I really do/say that” The ongoing challenge is to see happiness and positives in our daily lives. We have to begin with being honest with our inner self… loving who we are, and where we are in life. We are alive.. this is vrijdag, Friday… we have another day to be creative.. Life is ART. And best of all.. YOU are LOVED LOVED LOVED, we are ALL ONE in this glorious UNIVERSE… reach out and touch someone today… let your smile shine!
PL Precept 15 – ALL is a Mirror