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segunda-feira

Roller skates.. .. the other day, when I went on FB to post to the PL Brazil site.. I saw what they call “reels’ and people roller skating. That took me down memory lane, I once flew into California to skate along a famous stretch of beach in California…. that was many many years ago.. at that time skating was all the rage, I got to skate where I would never have imagined, along a boardwalk, with sand /surf for a backdrop… I think from what I saw, it is back and very popular in some States…. L U C K Y !

All this to say, that was yesterday, a distant time in the scheme of things. it was a reality then .. all those years back when I thought anything was possible… I sit today and think of how much the world has changed, yet… no matter how many lives I’ve lived, places I’ve been, I am still ME. Imagine that. I look in the mirror, the face looking back at me is different, yes, the signs of having lived a full life are there.. but it is my eyes…they have changed.. they look somewhat the same.. but no.. if one really looks, there is an un readable depth.. that no matter how hard I try, I can’t penetrate.

I’ve started drawing/sketching again. I will wake up and have this need to grab a coloured marker and sketch. I don’t write, I draw…. I met a young man the other day, in way of introduction, he said, he wanted to meet and talk with me because I was an “artist”. That gave me pause, I draw/paint etc. does that make me an artist.. I didn’t feel a first meeting was a time for me to go into the philosophy of why I don’t like labels.. dear man was spared. I say PoTAYToh.. and you say PaTA..TTOE -( root vegetable commonly called a potato or spud)

Tell yourself “Things Happen

Even if something is inconvenient, once you accept it, you will be able to move on to the next step.

PL2021.8

Have a good day everyone.. remember anything is possible..

Oyashikiri

sequindo

I recall a trip we took years ago.. we drove to Montana, (my previous time to go there I had flown in, and never did I want to do that again).. So my husband the planner said, “let’s drive there” he planned out the route we would take from here in Ontario (Canada) and on a lovely September day, we took off with the two dogs for Montana. The only States I had visited before this was NY, Vermont, NH, Florida, and California. We drove down into NY State and from there he took us through as many of the middle states towards Montana.. What a diverse geography the landscapes were at times “mind blowing” especially as we got closer to Montana itself. I got to see Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, Wyoming, Idaho and then into Montana, It was many years ago now and my husband is no longer here to tell me if I’ve missed any of the States we drove through. He promised we’d go back, I had wanted to see Arizona and spend more time exploring, but we had limited time and our goal was my friend in Montana.

What brings the trip back is stories I have been listening to that take place in the “old west” life in the 1800’s and the fact that Brian always wanted to take me away during my birthday month. His birthday gift to me was to take me to places he wanted me to experience.(He had been a journalist and media personality, his work had taken him to all four corners of the globe. I used to love listening to his adventures.. ) Now of course I have to plan and decide my own “birthday month”.. After the years of having adventures planned out for me, I confess I was spoiled.. it is an adjustment.. I find myself, part of me anyway, wanting to pack the car and take off to explore… etc… however… another part of me says, “you’ve done that… and… blah blah blah)

In PL we say ” PL Precept # 1 Life is Art ” every day is a new beginning.. a new canvas.. At the moment I have a new living space to adapt to and make my own… a new “lifestyle” ….

The Excitement of life comes from expressing your individuality

In PL we say it is important to live each moment of your life expressing your true self with Makoto (sincerity) when we can do this we will experience the true joy of self expression.” Learn to live respecting one another and working for each other’s happiness.” a lesson we are reminded of daily when we recite the PL Prayer.

After mulling about what I want to do, and simply not getting anywhere, I opened my calendar to today’s reading…and et voila…

The picture for those who are unfamiliar with the Teepe or Tipi as it is traditionally know.. is a conical dwelling many Native American Plains tribes used as dwellings.

Whatever your day brings, enjoy .. smile.. be happy.

Oyashikiri

Why do teepees have 13 poles?

According to these teachings, the poles of the tipi represent the nations of people living upon Mother Earth and form the circle of life. Each one of the 13 poles also represents a trait to be honoured, starting with the three anchor poles that signify respect, obedience and humility. (wiki)

sexta-feira

It seems easy … just sit back, relax…. let the moments come and go.

I watched a short clip today, where there is a moving ball, starts at one side of the frame, moves slowly to the top (centre) of the frame pauses and then slowly slides to the other side of the frame. The caption and voice, asks that you watch taking a slow breath, then hold when the ball pauses, then release as it slowly drops down to the other side. Lovely reminder to pause during your day, to take a moment to just stop relax for a moment before hurrying on with whatever you are doing.

So often we live our lives on automatic pilot, When I was out yesterday driving to the conservation area I frequent, I thought about how often I had done this over this years.. and how the car just seemed to know where it was going. Ottawa is surrounded by green spaces. We are very lucky that way. I found myself asking the empty space around me (in the car) why I always went to the same locations. Why with hundreds of options, did I always go where it was familiar. (didn’t get an answer)(working on it)

When finally home, I settled down for a wee nap, and turned my iPad on to listen to one of my lessons, but instead of a podcast on male *health/ psychology, a story came up about a woman pilot.. a woman who had military training … now no longer in the military she was on a commercial flight when there was an incident that required quick thinking and the skills she had acquired while in the military,

This was not something usually on my radar.. but I was tired, comfortable, my eyes closed… so I let the story unfold. I woke to a story about a woman living in the wilderness of Nevada back in the 1800 when the land was wild, and civilization sparse ,… She tended a trading post on her own, in the middle of nowhere… stepping outside when she heard movement, she found an injured wolf… the story was about how she took responsibility for the injured animal.. and the consequences of her actions. (women did not have it easy!)

Both stories were nothing I would ever have searched out, but there they were.. … both told of courage, of kindness, of persons who put the safety and what was morally right first. Made me wonder what other “stories” were being offered. Interestingly I found that there are human interest stories .. that speak of kindness and helping others in all walks of life. There are consequences in life, and we are often the creators of our own “destiny”.

Have a great day everyone.. try something different. But keep smiling.

*this is a field of its own, men do have issues and problems specific to their gender.

flowers

A bouquet of friendship and love from friends in Australia.

Came home from a long day yesterday to find a message from the concierge, could I come to the front desk please…. et voila…this beautiful arrangement was waiting for me.

It took me some time to get over my husband’s passing, the changes that made in my life, how I felt about my situation, what it meant to me, and how I was going to move forward. Nature, its constant ebb and flow, the seasons, flowed into one another, spring was followed by summers, summers turned golden and crimson, … winter soon followed, and before I knew it years had passed and I was still “on hold”

You all know that soon changed in the spring of this year when I woke up one day and listened to the urging of my inner voice. You have seen my posts, you’ve read my “ramblings” … one quote that I have used .. is

it was like a light bulb went on in my head. I didn’t even know that I was ready to move on with my life it just happened. To my amazing friends who helped me achieve this mammoth change from being a home owner to a renter….the real estate agency that worked to accomplish my goal, Walkerottawa.com (Michelle Walker and Carl Brunet) .. I am filled with gratitude, I could not have done it on my own. their expert consultation/guidance their action plan. The house was sold within the first couple of days.

Blessings all, till soon.

Oyashikiri

Walker real estate group is part of Remax Michelle Walker 613-830-5858 michelle@walkerottawa.com Carl Brunet 613-830-5858 carl@walkerottawa.com

Flowers were from Talia flowers on Bank St. in Ottawa. @taliaflowers.ottawa

bom dia

A different season. temperatures are somewhat cooler this morning, but who knows what we will experience by end of day. The humidity levels have been so draining.

The move has gone well, the house is now sold, belongs to someone else… Yay! I do miss my garden(s) especially the trees that are now giving fruit. but.. such is life.. now I am adjusting to living in an apartment and parking in an underground maze of cars…. metal sculptures on rubber wheels that wait for us to need them again.

There is one car down there that is kept like a polished jewel, one day I will meet the owner, it is a baby blue jeep. Not once have I seen it with a spec of dust on it, it just looks so “pretty”…. mine has already been christened, with cement scrapes and scratches.

“Oh! and guess what!” I finally found my storage container with the pasta etc. in it. Yay! Let’s see… and oh yes, yesterday I treated the hardwood floors to a Magnolia Home carpet. (by Joanna Gaines)(Loloi) It is a runner not a full carpet.. the cats love it. I enjoy the contrast of it against the hardwood floor. Slowly my new “home” is taking shape. You saw yesterday the mask I found.. lots of good positive energy there!!!

Eartha was here yesterday, she helped me with the magnesium creams/spray .. getting ready to work on the “ZEN” room. There is a teaser for you.. I’m really looking forward to enjoying the “ZEN” room. fyi. the magnesium cream does seem to give breathing room to the neuropathy visits. I have found the topical use of magnesium more effective (for me) then supplements. Which end up in my digestive system.. I want it where I need it.

Think of the timing before you say “but”

When stating your opinion, make sure you are being respectful of others’ opinions. Be mindful of this when you speak.

PL2022.14

Oyashikiri

Etheria (content creator) being carried off stage when she fell from a high wire act in (raglan) memory from the past.

New day

Sometimes when the world just gets too busy – when there is no spaces in the day/night we find ourselves in “overdrive”. It is hard to think clearly when we are bombarded almost 24/7 with chores/tasks/responsibilities. The “Universe” takes over. We get sick, we fall, we have unexpected situations, we have no choice, we have to take a time out.

When was the last time, now think before you answer…. you gave yourself permission to enjoy quality time for YOU.

No, you don’t have to have that cell phone with you 24/7. No, you don’t have to reply or do something “right away” because that is always what was done. When life gets so busy, you feel overwhelmed… it is OK.. to stop, step back.. and take time for YOU. YOU matter, YOU are important, YOU count. Yes the dishes have to be done, but they can wait, they will not disappear, believe me I know.. No one sneaks into your home to do them for you.

Its cold out, its raining… the mosquitos are bad… blah blah blah. yesterday, I toured a new nursery (to me) a huge indoor greenhouse, tons of happy vegetation, lush green leaves, interesting cacti, in the outdoors area, I got to enjoy Japanese maples, Honey locust trees, evergreens in all shapes and sizes. The herb section was a paradise of delightful scented air. When there is a will there is a way.

Today it is a long sleeve sweater day. We had steamy hot … take it all off .. weather not long ago… This is what life is all about. From one day to the next, it is a new beginning.

In PL, #1 Precept is. Life is Art…. # 2 To live is to express One’s Self. # 7 Everything exists in relativity. # 16 All things progress and develop. # 18 EACH MOMENT IS A TURNING POINT

Please make time for YOU.

know someone who needs this message.. pass it on.

Saturday

“The PL 21 Precepts are the basis of the PL Teachings. the 1st precept is

Life Art

Each Precept is written in simple and clear language, but the truth revealed in their words applies universally to all humankind”

The last few weeks have been very busy for me.. my body reacted by sending a cluster headache to keep me company. I’ve had to deal with this type of headache in the past… not fun. The doctor put me through all kinds of test, eventually life returned to normal and the clusters went away.

Patience is a virtue. Yesterday I was driving from point a to point b and thought, … this is soooo nice… I was driving along a known route, the trees were budding, skies were blue.. I looked over at the screen on the dashboard, something seemed to look amiss … and it was sooooooooooooooooo quiet.

You guessed right. I had left the house without my cell. That is why it was so quiet. no music, no pinging, I was alone in the car headed into the woodlands, and no cell. I thought about, but no ,, I didn’t turn around to drive back to retrieve the cell. I decided to trust the Universe.

The quiet was actually comforting… I realized that I have become used to the distractions, and altho’ blocked out at times… that annoyance is still there. The radio plays, music is on, the news happens, but … not when you don’t have your cell with you… it was blissfully quiet.

An adopted name I have, I used it for years… in Second Life, is Qyhat Harbour. I had tried for Quiet, but the game didn’t allow it.. so I fudged the letters and spelled it Qyhat and of course being Canadian I spelled Harbour, with a .u.. so it was allowed. That was back in 2007… to this day many know me as Q…. for some reason, seeing the spelling, the name was simply too difficult for others to grasp… I began to be addressed as Q…. Qyhat is still around although, these days very much retired.

What is in a name?

Anyone have a copy of the song Com Quem Contar?

abandoned

This is a house I found the other day when out for a drive with Eartha. She is very patient with my hollering.. STOP… this time I got out and toured the grounds. I showed you a few pictures the other day. I’ll repost them in a second. see the side window, there was another set just a room over (kitchen) .. the owners had placed a bird feeder there, it was still hanging there in need of repair. The view would have been perfect.

I wondered if they had tilled the land, there was a big unused and now falling apart barn on the lot beside the house. The mess around the property .. the debris, broken plates, pots and pans strewn in the garage (now falling down and only half standing).. someone had tried to tidy up, but whatever happened in life… plans were abandoned, only the pretty spring flowers were showing up.

The house my parents purchased back… way back… when I was a child was white with the same green trim this house had. MAYBE that is why I hollered “stop” …. could be I was chasing a dream…. memories have a way of creeping in on us. At the time Dad purchased the house it was on a lonely country road, such as the one we were on… a few other houses, but they were few and usually in groups. At the end of our street was a convenience store with a butcher shop. little else.

Now that whole area has been swallowed up with the city… the field I could play in, is now so built up… there are medical buildings and a huge hospital just walking distance from the old house.

I think one of the reasons I enjoy this Thursday Door feature so much is that it takes me back in time. Dan’s posts usually feature doors in the areas he travels.. often they represent a different era. The neighbourhoods that are still “comfortable” with inviting homes, shades of “families” that once were. You can almost hear the sounds of children playing, dogs barking, cats wandering and sunning along the quiet lanes.

Gardening was a hobby, you could see small garden patches in backyards, depending on where you lived, there could also be a chicken or a bunny hutch.. people sat on the front porch and greeted neighbours who often would stop and visit. We ( the children*) would roam the streets looking for our friends, hang out in restaurants with a floor for dancing, boys would be riding their bikes and/or playing some sort of sport in the playgrounds and school yards.

There was not a television in every house… and maybe… there was a phone in the house, maybe it was a private line, but often it was a party line. Times have changed, but what hasn’t changed, is LIFE. It keeps happening.

Discover the joy of transforming yourself

When you realize how much YOU have changed for the better, it fills you with true happiness. Strive each day to improve yourself. (PL2014.8)

LIFE does keep happening, and it behoves us to not squander it.

Love is a blessing, a gift.

Oyashikiri

For more Thursday Doors, please visit Dan’s No Facilities site https://nofacilities.com/2025/05/08/strip-district-part-ii/

Tuesday

The other day I found a temple ruin in the jungle. I immediately thought, wow, what a fun find. It took me back (memories) to the days (years and years ago) when I wanted more than anything to visit Easter Island to explore the ruins and the huge statues that are all over the island. I wonder today how many people actually know of Easter Island, or its history.

In putting up the ruins I found I needed to contact the creator of this build. What a delightful person, I took the time to let her know how much I enjoy her creations, her reaction made my day. It is so easy to take our encounters with others for granted, say what we have to say and move on. I am constantly being reminded how fortunate I am to have discovered a world where I get to interact with people from all over the world and share a smile ( happy moment)

The ruins have an area where people gathered, there is a place to sit where I could overlook the skies around me and the worlds below. In life, I have to live with both feet planted firmly on the ground, landscapes need taming, home needs to be kept in repair, and its important to balance life’s demands on personal needs. *** never give up on your dreams/creativity.***

Don’t give up! Stick with it, as many times as it takes.

Sometimes you want to just throw in the towel and say, “I give up” But, that’s just the time to dig deep and push through. Your sincere effort will invite a good outcome.

PL2020.6

I was also reminded yesterday on how special friends how… I got to catch up with a friend I have not seen in awhile, she reads this blog on a regular basis. Guess what! she and hubby go to car swap meets on a regular basis, and yes there are still swap meets where people get together to show off their hobby cars…exchange, trade etc. parts… thanks for the information and the great big smile you brought into my day.

(refer back to past a few days back)

These little animesh puddle buddies are soooo cute.. I couldn’t resist.

http://Animesh Companion http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Tardfish/119/151/32

Have a great day …..

Oyashikiri

Reality

Last night minding my own business, the bitmoji ap popped up and surprised me with a new look. Hmm did I do this in my sleep, the bottom one you’ve seen before that is the one I saw some time ago when I played with the ap. The new me, well.. that was a bit of a shocker. Got me thinking.

I try to be my “authentic” self, not a filtered version of myself. The “me” I’ve become over a life time of this and that moments that have left their mark/scars… on my psyche. None of the above look like me at all, at least I don’t think so… hair short yes, Asian eyes, yes, button nose, yes, In today’s world appearance seems to be important.

Yet… somehow … when I look around what I see, I don’t think is what the world around me is really like. I saw someone going for an interview the other day for an “office” position, and the person was wearing a pair of grubby jeans and a T shirt with graphics on it. Unheard of in my day, and then this morning I read where people book appointments and don’t show up, or call last minute with an excuse .. and want to rebook because “they forgot”..!!!

Sorry I am from a generation where such disrespectful behaviour just wasn’t seen or tolerated. OH.. yes the gray/white hair, that is me. I fortunately am in a position where I can shake my head and return to my quiet life. I even thrill when I find a good detective or police story where the there is actually a believable story line and the actors are in suits and ties (men) and the ladies in actually work clothes, skirts, suit jackets, slacks maybe, sometimes. Even the bad characters wear suits, casual slacks and shirts.

But then, clothes don’t make the man/woman … do they… but life experiences do. There are videos, tapes, podcasts, etc. on everything these days, all words.

Words, words, and more words. You don’t even know if a candidate /person wrote their own introduction/resume or it was generated by AI.. I was shocked to actually hear someone looking for work, just out of school, no work experience, complain that they were expected to work for less $ than a friend who also worked for the same company but had 5 years of service and experience in that field. and, it was added indignantly they would have to commute.

Sorry a bit of a rant… but if you can shed some light on some of the comments, feel free. For myself, I will not be using AI in my sharing with you, nor do I want it in my games and interaction with friends, I am old fashioned, I believe in sincerity/ respect for one another…. as a basic requirement in communicating.

Let’s listen to others until the end

When you interrupt or interject your idea when someone else is talking you will miss out on hearing the person’s true intentions. Clear your mind and listen carefully until the end. PL2014.30

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