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sometimes

what I saw yesterday

has no meaning for me

today

such is life

what was previously

is not in our

now

still it did happen

the memory is

there if it

was captured

but other

memories

come and go

leaving

barely an impression

and yet

sometimes

then and now

come together at the

same time

like

now

Namaste       –       Oyashikiri

Chop Suey Friday 6.17

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When I went to Japan a couple of years back for training, I landed in a heat that was smothering.  I’ve been in the Florida sun, the heat of southern California, but never the relentless heat that was beating down in the area of Japan I was in for the training.  I can’t recall the exact reason, but the air conditioning was not working on campus, so not only did I have to adjust to living surrounded by a strange language and more people than I am used to in a given day, I had to adapt to sleeping in Japanese dorm style accommodations.

 

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These were the wonderful ladies from Spain, my roomies.  Ana back left was the only one who spoke any English.  Even with the heat, the foreign languages, somehow we all got along, and had not only a good time, we created GREAT lasting memories.

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Days like today, when I start to want to complain about the heat, I think back to when we learned how to work and pull together, enjoying the moments. the heat forgotten, just the combined energy of  “community”  singing and encouraging each one another.

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We came from all over,  together we renewed our commitment to working towards World Peace.  Whether in Japan, or back home. the objective is still the same, in working to be a better person, every step will lead to living with love in our hearts, and World Peace that much more of a reality.

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God

PL Precept # 3   God appears through One’s Self

top picture, is the PL Peace Tower on campus in Japan

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When we journey beyond our day-to-day, we come across forgotten places, faded dreams of a yester-year.   There are such places, that I can acknowledge and let pass.  Two ships in the night.  Other places shout out to me, calling for my attention.  So we stop and I survey the land, the energy and “vibe” of the place.    What is it that makes one location stand out from another.

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Same stop, different camera angle.  Maybe seconds have passed, maybe it was more like a few minutes.  But in the fraction of time my gaze and attention was diverted.  The light, the view was different.  So it is in life.  When first a challenge faces us, if we listen and take in what it is we are dealing with, our response and reaction will vary.   If you are two people, arriving at the same time, seeing the same thing, neither of you, will see it the same way, sometimes close, and other times..totally different.

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That is why communication, conversation is so important, if there is dialogue between two people, even between two energies, there is compatibility or there isn’t.  To be a good communicator, listening has to be one of your most used tools.

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The place may seem empty, but…………. the reality is ………………………..it is alive with memories.

PL Precept # 1     Life is Art

Namaste         –         Oyashikiri

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Facebook has a habit of popping the past at you.  This morning, I found this on my FB page.  I wondered what on earth !! then I read the notation at the bottom, they had provided that too.

Do you recall what you did 6 years ago?  And the next question, Do you really want to know?

Curious, that’s all.

Personally I care more about what I’m doing now and how I live now, PL Precept # 16  All things progress and Develop.  Every moment counts, I love the experience of living.  The past.. yes it was good at the time, but the reality is, I don’t even know where Mr. Spud is today, what happened to him. OH and the spuds, were they significant?  who knows, that was then, this is now.

Enjoy the day everyone!

It is full of such potential and possibilities

PL Precept #21   Live in Perfect Liberty

Namaste         –          Oyashikiri

What was, is…

Abandoned or forgotten, is there a difference… 

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On the 11th of each month, we in PL (Perfect Liberty) celebrate Ancestors Day,

with a special ceremony.  Through this ceremony, we express our gratitude

for the love and virtues of our ancestors, asking that we ourselves, continue

to grow and learn to bring love and understanding to others in the world around us.

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By  now, most of you know I love to discover an old abandoned vehicle, and capture it

to enjoy and add to my Pinterest board, the neighbours I’m sure appreciate that i don’t

bring them home to display on the front lawn, or the back forty.  Not all of them are left to the elements

some like the one above have been lovingly restored, and are happily on the road again.

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We can do that with an object, but with a human  heart, no……

Once the love and laughter is gone, and the body fails to carry on

we are left with an empty space, all that will remain is a memory in its place

Appreciate and love .. today…

In expressing appreciation to God in our daily lives, with sincerity (makoto)

we renew our determination to follow and practice a way of life  that ensures

our memories and our quality of life in the moment, will be good ones.

Seek to retain focus in  your faith and connection with God

Always – Forever

Namaste     –    Oyashikiri

 

life is good

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If you have never lived with a whippet you have not  had the occassion to see them in sleep mode.  They can run like the wind, jump like kangaroos, sneak like thieves, but when it is time to sleep, they zone,

Humans do a lot of running,moving, and racing about, but when it comes to sleep, many miss the boat.. We might sleep, but we seldom totally zone.  Those of us who do, who are able to simply lie down and “disappear” letting our bodies totally rest, and our minds shut down, are very blessed.

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I’d like to share with you a true story.  A dear friend has told me over the years about how her daughters first husband went to work one day and never returned.

Police were called in and for years, there was a search for this man, The family even hired a private detective.  Eventually all hope was lost, he had vanished, and there was not a sign of him anywhere.

He had left behind a daughter.  My friend’s daughter and her 1-year-old child were left wondering what had happened.  For years they suffered the pain of not knowing.  Eventually with time, for my friend’s daughter, she was able to put the past behind, and she remarried and had another daughter.

The daughter, the one whose father had just up and left, spent a lifetime, yearning and wondering.  Married now with two children of her own, she still grieved for the father she had never known.  In her heart, she prayed that one day he would be found and  returned to her, or at least, they would learn of what had happened and closure for her could happen.

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In her heart, she kept his memory alive, remember she was only a year old when he disappeared.  Yet she held her father in her heart and always in her prayers.

The other day, 35 years later, he knocked on his parents door, a mature adult man, white hair (he had been fair ) with a the question, was he welcomed.  You can imagine the shock, the tears, the reunion of the parents with their son.

He saw his daughter that Sunday, she invited the grandparents, their son (her estranged father) to dinner to meet her husband and her two daughters ( his grandchildren).. After dinner with the husbands permission, he and his daughter took a long walk together, to talk and get to know one another. Love is……

Faith and prayer are powerful tools.  Life happens … not when we want or expect it to.. But when it is meant to happen.

Namaste     –     Oyashikiri

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What is.. no more… no less.

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Faith

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Some days we climb the stairs to our destination

without a thought or glance

at the world that surrounds us

we hurry, we let our thoughts race ahead

never stopping our chattering mind

till our tired head hits the bed

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we compartmentalize our days

storing memories away

to maybe revisit on another day

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Time does get away from us

and soon the memories

lie like dust on all that was

and we are left wondering

how so many years were squandered

because we didn’t take the time

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to cultivate and look after our core

we always wanted more

yet that never satisfied the need

for what we sought

we already owned

it is never too late

to rediscover our faith

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we are all ONE

life is for living

faith in our oneness

our connection to the Universe

faith will open the doors

so we can once more explore

only now, we will be

aware of the road we are travelling

and feel the sun  as it nurtures

and makes us ONE

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Namaste     –     Oyashikiri

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a tisket, a tasket

 

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Kewpie dolls always brought a smile, the innocence of a yesterday, can still bring out a smile today.  When we reminisce, we usually indulge in memories that make us happy, and feel good.  I realized as I researched for this blog, that some of the pictures and rhymes did stir in me forgotten moments of my childhood.  A person who lives in the present, I seldom go back or think of this from the past, once I’ve lived them I move on.  So getting little snippets of another time and place was kind of nice.

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An illustration done by Barbara Freeman for stories from Hans Anderson.

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The actual events are gone, but the feeling of contentment when I read my books,  drew or made clothes for my dolls, and later fashion models, are feel good moments.  For instance, when I saw the picture that I will post next, I remember the Dutch nanny we had after my Father passed away and my Mother had to go out and work so that we could manage in our home etc.

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The Nanny had such a love for her country, and she was happy to share her memories, songs and stories with us. To this day I have a strong feeling for the Nederlands, even though I’ve never been there.  She taught me a song that I  still know some of the words and the tune, even though its been years since I’ve sung or heard it, when I sing a few bars to someone from Holland, they laugh and know exactly the nursery song I’m singing. =^_^=    When we are young, we absorb and take in more than words, we understand through feelings/connection.

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Our minds are much like our personal libraries, if we allow ourselves the luxury of quality time with our”Selves” it is amazing the awesome discoveries will find.  As adults we often forget to take in the whole picture, ie. read the whole book, we read the summary and think we  know it all.  We don’t.  Make time to be with your”self”, it is important, you are unique and complex, and I assure you, you are worth knowing.

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A tisket, a tasket a little  yellow basket, I wrote

a letter to my love, and on the way I dropped it

A tisket, a tasket,

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I had fun this morning finding a little yellow basket, along the way I got to revisit nursery rhymes and snippets of another time.We talk of trying to find harmony in our lives with others, personally I find that peace of mind begins at home (within our selves)

Namaste      –      Oyashikiri

 

 

 

nursery pins by Taller Casa Pinardi -Solo cuentos y leyendas board

*basket, ladychatterleyaffair.com

 

Happy start of a new week


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Good Morning Everyone….

Time to hit the road, time to travel along a  route not followed before. Finding the secondary roads that will lead past delightful vistas that will please the visual senses.  There was a time when cars did not have air conditioning, we drove with the windows down.  We could smell the various odours our climate brings to our faculties that carry the “notes” to the brain. The heat on the dusty roads, the vegetation parched waiting for rain, or the moisture from the lake wafting   up so that for the seconds we pass, we smell the algae, hear the frogs, even see fish leaping out of the water, depending on how close we were to t he water’s edge.  How different our rides were, we seldom went by water on a hot day without seeing boats, and people near or on the water participating in water activities.  Enjoying the outdoors was what the summer days were all about.

Now it just isn’t the same, super highways and main roads take us away from the populated areas, and when we do pass playgrounds, picnic areas, and lakes, often they are  void of people.  Where is everyone, and what are they doing?  Not only that often when we drive by farmland, I’m saddened to see bare grazing land, and often scenes like this.

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and this, I can’t help but wonder at what the building was like in another time, and how full of laughter,tears and sorrows must have transpired for it to now be but a memory.

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Let us start today dear friends, to live with our best intentions to make this a week a time to remember. Lets say thank you and show appreciation for the people who are close to us. Give thanks for the moments shared as we make our way on this road of life.  It is our journey and we are never alone.

In response to your requests, here are a couple of toe tappers =^_^=  and I do agree with you all, no matter your personal beliefs, the words and feelings of these tunes leave you JOYFUL ..

 

Namaste   – Oyashikiri

Happiness is Contagious

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How often have you driven by such a scene and wondered, what it was like when the sounds of laughter echoed through the halls. The steps covered with layer of leaves, that lead up to the house remind me of the area on the front lawn where we had similar steps that led from the top of the lawn down to a second lot.  We were lucky we had a lot of area to play in.  Even though just across the street up  two houses was a playground, where in summer we ran around and used the swings and expanse of field to play ball, and in the winter, we watched hockey almost every night.  Those wanting just to skate had the side of the rink, and the   boys playing hockey used the other end of the rink and the inside.  Certain nights were  just for hockey practice, and other nights it was family night.  We all knew winter was on its way when we saw the rink boards go up.

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There was no social media,  you were outside with your friends, enjoying whatever activity was happening.   When old enough, we got to walk down to the juke joints, where we could have malts, egg rolls, fries and dogs while we gathered to “catch up” and dance. Most corner hang outs if there was a juke box had a small dance floor.  On week-ends, we often had local bands.  Every table (booth) had a small juke box.  In the summer we roller skated (not like the roller blading of today) We waltzed, two stepped and jived to organ music, in my case, the musician sat in an enclosure in the middle of the rink.  The last hour, hour and half was for the older skaters, kids under a certain age had to leave, so we could couple dance.  Good night sweetheart was always the last song played.

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Oh what memories.  I loved my roller skates, even flew down to Santa Monica, California to skate along the board walk.

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WOW a trip down memory lane.  I was happy, happy, happy when I started to write and now I’m even happier.  Happiness is a state of mind and I truly enjoy being in this state.  “How can you say you are mostly always happy,” I’ve been asked this many times.  Its easy,when you like being happy this is your go to state of being.  Work is not a drain when you love what you are doing.  Love is good when you are happy to be IN love.  If you are going to do something, do it joyfully, enjoy it.

“I’m sick I don’t feel well, what is there to be happy about.”  hmmm easy answer, what is the alternative.  AND, what are you calling sick? I can be a big baby myself when I am in the throes of a knock down and dirty battle with a flu bug.  I accept it. Drown in it if I must, but I always know that it is a passing event.   I choose to be a grumbler or to be happy.  Guess what, when we are happy, we are more apt to draw others closer to us then when we are being negative.

 

 

 

 

 

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