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the listener


Holding her breath, she stood stalk still, she didn’t want to listen, but she couldn’t help but overhear the conversation in the hall.  Her husband was talking to another woman as they approached the doorway she had been about to enter. As they got closer, she heard her husband’s voice lower, the way he did when he was going to tell her something endearing.  The woman’s laugh was soft and pleasing, she couldn’t quite make out what her husband had said, but she did hear him call her darling.   She froze, a chill ran down her spine, and all the happiness she had felt just a few minutes before evaporated. She didn’t continue on her journey and join them, instead she prayed they wouldn’t see her.. and leaned back hoping to remain out of sight.

When their footsteps faded as they descended the staircase to the reception area, she retreated back into the powder room.  Her shoulders slumped, her head bowed, she let the sadness wash over her.  How? when? why? she asked herself, somehow she couldn’t accept that her husband was unfaithful, yet she had heard him call the  woman darling, and…… oh dear what was she to do….

A knock on the door startled her back to the moment…”everyone is waiting for you Millicent are you coming down?”  Her sister voice was familiar, she felt the love and concern, “you’ve been gone for a while, is everything alright?”  Straightening her shoulders, she looked at the woman in the mirror and smiled, it didn’t reach her eyes, but it would do.  Her sister gave her a small hug, linked arms with her and together they descended the wide staircase.

SURPRISE!…Happy Birthday everyone cried out, laughing and throwing confetti at her, balloons were everywhere..  Standing at the bottom of the steps with his arms stretched out in welcome was her husband, and next to him  a woman who looked familiar but she couldn’t place.  “Darling” her husband said as he drew  her into his arms with a loving hug, ” we have a surprise for you” … turning to the petite little brunette beside him, he said ” remember little Maggie, meet the very  grown up Maggie”  Feelings of joy and happiness washed over her, little Maggie, the little baby she had cared for till the family moved away.  What a wonderful surprise, this is who her husband had been talking to,   “Darling, are you alright?” her husband leaned over with concern in his voice.  What a fool she had been, she had not listened to all that was being said, and she had not walked out and greeted them when the were coming down the hallway, instead, she had let herself react to the few words she heard, and let her own insecurities sweep her into a total heartbreak moment.


When we listen to music we listen to all the notes, when we listen to others speak, we should be sure of what we heard before we react, not always easy, but it is worth the effort if it is important to our mental health.  Live today to your fullest.

 Namaste   -Oyashikiri





*painting found on cotedetexas.blogspot.com

** painting found on fashion-era.com


There is nothing like a good ole country song to set the tone of the moment.

I grew up on the sounds of  Detroit, and MoTown, I would find an American radio station at night and listen to the sounds of a music that spoke to me and had me moving and grooving.  I loved to dance and feel the songs, the words, the rhythms vibrated and spoke to me of a life I had yet to really live and experience .  Oh sure, as  teenager I was sure I knew love, my heart would skip a beat when the groceries were being delivered by the “older” boy who came to the house to bring my Mother’s meat order.  If I actually was close enough to see his blue eyes, I’d swoon, to this day I remember him coming in with the box of groceries, his blonde hair, blue eyes and smile, would I really recognize him if he walked in now and stood in front of me, no.  Back then I thought Id ‘d recognize him forever, I was so sure his memory would be carved in my heart forever, every love song was about this powerful draw/feeling.

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In PL, Precept #15 – All is a Mirror  is a one of the Precepts that pays a visit into my days, often.  Not long ago I was with a friend who has currently lived through a “heartbreak” or “Heart ache”   as she talked I felt her pain, the feelings reached across and joined us, with one single tear, her memory of love lost spoke to me.  I heard and felt all the country love songs I’d ever cried to, flash across my eyes in just that moment, from her one single tear.  Heart ache no matter how we sugar coat it, hurts, it can render us shattered and vulnerable.   Intellectually we know the moment will pass, but gall darn it, while we are living it, its a crusher.

Yes I said country music.. somewhere along the way in my “growing up” especially when I played in the bars of  Nothern Ontario,  it wan’t R&B they wanted to hear, it was country.  That is what life on the road is like when you are a “bar band”. Doesn’t matter you are a Blues band, your agent says you are playing Wawa, Sudbury, Timmins, and Hearst, that is where you head. A gig is a gig, and a string of bookings, hey that is $ in the bank.  Besides when you are young, you adapt. I don’t even know if traveling bar bands still exist in this day and age, likely not. Live entertainment is not what it used to be, “back in the good ole’ days”  Now it seems everything is streamed.


Even a cracked and broken mirror can be beautiful.  Mirrors are seldom perfect, and never do they really reflect all there is to see. One has to look past what is automatically seen, and if you dare, look right into the eyes that will look back at you. My friend’s “heart ache” shows the tremendous love she has in her to share, and her courage to have shared and lived a love that was so strong it shook her world. So many people hide in a comfort zone that no longer reflects passion and strong emotion.  Preference is to sail calm waters.  Nothing wrong with that, but we all know that calm waters are prone to wave, storms and bad weather.


And then.. like a switch goes on, the sun comes out, the winds die down and its paradise again.  When we hit a rocky patch in life, know that it is just one step along the way. Tomorrow is another day.  To love and be loved is a gift, a beautiful present wrapped in  bow, once the wrapping comes undone, and the bow is tucked away ….  what’s inside will either fill your life forever, or fade away.  Some memories never go away.


Have a good day everyone…                                      Life is Love!!!            blessings……  Oyashikiri

Discover the Many Things for Which to Be Thankful

PL teaching for day 21 >  Look at the people around you, the things provided to you by Mother Nature, and all of the little things that bring you joy.  If you search carefully for them, you will find how much you have to be thankful for. > Discover the Many Things for Which to be Thankful  <

Count your blessings.  Oh what a joy felt thought.  I close my eyes and think of so many things that have touched me over the years, and all the friends who have at one time or another touched my “heart”.  My heart is a treasure chest of good memories.  Yes for sure I have known sadness, tears and heartbreak.  BUT the LOVE, happiness and highs that gave me immense and intense pleasures outshine the sadness.  

To know the shattering of  heart, the loss of love, one must first let go and allow love and joy in. The only constant in life is CHANGE, and with change comes new life, new adventures, new tomorrows.  Always live in the moment, enjoy today, now is what counts.

Our blessings are memories of yesterday, the wonders of today, =^_^=, tomorrow will be another today =^_^=

I’m going to try a share a memory with you now.  A rediscovery of a singer who touched my world at one time.. He will be coming to the Jazz Festival this month, it was such a WOW moment to hear this song again.  Blessings all – Have  super happy positive day where ever you are!

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