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Deep in the forest

Somewhere deep in the forest, the sound of suppressed weeping drifted with heartbreaking moans that left the little elf restless and frustrated. He wanted to help, he wanted to fly across the glen and offer his help. Sadly he knew, that the little maiden in such utter distress, had to let her sadness flow, let the grief that had over taken her, run its course.

Sometimes in life, we can hear the pain in a friend’s voice, or see the sadness in their eyes. We want to shout out or do something to make that pain go away. It is so hard to watch a friend suffer through their silent agony. A void, a memory, a shattering grief for what was, or could have been.

Some willingly give their hearts, only to find that the person that they trusted and believed in, was merely a “mistress” of their own making. It is so easy to build a life (storyline) around what we seek, and want in another person, that in doing so, we are blind to the person they really are.

No one is at fault. People live being who they are, If others build a fantasy around us, that is their journey, not ours.

In TAO/ life nothing is as simple or linear that what we see is what IS. A tree started out as a seed, the seed had to die to give birth to the shoot that will grow into a tree. We might look out over the vast expanse of ocean, with wonder and awe .. do we at the same time, see the total depth and breadth of the ocean from our vantage point…. no…we do not.

We do not live in a bubble. But it is easy for some to try to build walls, the deny others access to who we really are.

Just keep in mind, if are only presenting a portion of YOU, then you can’t expect the other person to respond in a manner that will speak to ALL of YOU

If we don’t know what we want, it is difficult to expect someone else to.

The crying had stopped, the world was silent, the population in the glen had resumed their comings and goings. the little elf, gathered up a small bouquet and headed out to visit his friend. Time for a hug. =^_^= there is a time and place for everything.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

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Hey how is it going?

how you doing my friend

its been awhile

I got to thinking the other day

of the times we had back when

we had time to play

remember those lazy days

at the lake,

we had so much fun didn’t we

our world was so full of adventure

the discoveries were amazing

What happened to the fairgrounds

and all the dreams we had

how is the family, especially your Dad

remember how he used to joke around with us

does your Mom still makes those awesome pies

Those early morning

boat rides, especially

if we got to take the canoe

how well I remember the

calm and the thrill of it all

gosh, was it really so very long ago!

I know we can’t go back, the sands of time are slowly shifting. R.I.P. my friend, say hello to family and friends you meet on your new journey. I’ll see you soon, meanwhile know you are forever in my heart.

Live today

make it count

Namaste – Oyashikiri

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the ticking of a clock

Loss and grief, at some time in our lives, we all come face to face with the pain of loss…. we feel engulfed in a sadness that reverberates in every miniscule part of our BEing. No words seem to penetrate into the core of the void. Vince Gill wrote the above song when his brother passed away, from his grief came a beautiful song that will be enjoyed for years to come..

Music is a universal language it has a voice/meaning for anyone who is open to the message. Interestingly the message/what is heard, may not have anything at all to do with the lyrics. I’ve seen myself how music will affect someone, and yet when asked how they liked the song, they heard only the music. In other instances I’ve heard people diss a song because of the words, they picked up on, their thought process never got past the words, At one time I wanted to share, so I tried to explain or have the person see or hear what I was hearing. didn’t work. We are all unique, just as no two people will interpret a dance the same way, each of us will respond in our own way to the ticking of a clock…

Just got a new clock (to me) I bought it because it looks like a retro old plastic radio clock of the 50’s/60’s, it ticks… all the other clocks in the house are quiet, i.e. on the computer. or are electric. There is something to be said about the rhythm of a ticking clock…. life is like a clock, it moves along a tick at a time, tick,toc, the seconds pass by. It is amazing how quickly life is given and/or taken away.

We grow by overcoming obstacles, one by one, tick, toc…. tick..toc.. Sometimes we feel that we are like a rock, we are going nowhere, we don’t see the sunshine, nor do we feel the rain, we exist. In PL we believe that we are alive, rain or shine, life is for living, we know sadness because we have been happy, the joy and passion of life is all around us, we need only move on to the next second on the clock. Trust in God, Believe, let go of what you think happiness is, enjoy the life that is yours and in you. Problems/challenges are opportunities.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

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Imperfections

Last night I had word from a dear and wonderful friend. I knew her dog had recently been ill and passed on, I had dropped in to see her to offer a hug. I was with her when she first got Peppino, and knew how much that dog meant to her and how much he filled her life with love, She was not home when I arrived, so after leaving her a note I went on my way When she wrote me last nite she told me how Peppino had met his end. Rat poison! He was a small dog, the vet said there was enough in his system to have stopped a horse in his tracks. I had been oblivious to that bit of information prior to her telling me this last night. What devastation and renewed sense of loss,this time with a searing pain that a life was taken in such a horrible way.

The world is not perfect, and neither are we. The Universe works in strange ways. Intellectually we can try to make sense and reason out of world events, but always when we view anything that is outside our own personal world, we are seeing things either through the eyes of a camera or hearing the views and thoughts of others. If peace begins within, and that is really the only way it can happen, if we are at peace with our selves, then we radiate and share this peace with others.

Life on earth is fragile. We are here to learn, to grow spiritually and to learn love for one another. Tolerance and forgiveness are hard lessons. I ask today that we pray for those who are moving on into the Universe, mostly pray for their loved ones who suffer their loss. Those who pass over into the “cosmic beyond” have been blessed with new beginnings. No longer are they bound to mortal life.