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Good morning, Bonjour…

Have you ever been walking on a clear day, just going about on your every day travels, when you find yourself suddenly shrouded with a fog, that seemed to appear out of nowher…..There is an old expression, “i was blind sided” means something happens and you never saw it coming. It happens. Sometimes more often than we would like it to.

Lessons in life are never straight forward, they are a way for life to remind us that we have gotten slack or lazy in how we are living or proceeding in life. We do not walk alone on the earth, we are surrounded by others who are going about their lives in the same way. Each with feelings, miseries and problems of their own. It is how we deal with the challenges in life that sets us apart and makes us unique in who we are, and what we are. Not just towards others, but to ourselves. We must never forget that we count, and that love, and light comes from within.

We need not look far to see the signs of distress, loneliness, and abandoned dreams, we need only turn on the telly or a radio to hear about the conflicts happening all over the world. The reality is that is only one side of the coin. In this creative photo manipulation, instead of the foot coming down – causing gloom and doom, it is being lifted and kept away by the steady, reliable protective hand of GOD/TAO.

The TAO/WAY is always there … ALWAYS, we decide we can look at it in the distance, or we can walk through the door/portal and discover what lies beyond self imposed restrictions. We are responsible for our choices and our actions.

Believe, have faith, cross over – discover new realities, you are and never will be alone – God is everywhere, in the air you breathe and the essence of your life.

Surreal… … no life … is real

Namaste – Oyashikiri

*A special Thank You to my friend Mollie who got me started on this, when I found one of her pins.(Pinterest)

** bridge in China (Zhangiajie,Hunan)

***last picture, Bt images

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Poetry …

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”

Leonard Cohen

Every lyric, every verse, comes from someone’s soul, the wordsmith paints with words, the photographer captures with his/her lens, the singer emotes with the smoldering passion within. How many times have you cried, drowning in the words of a song that you are hearing over and over, or found yourself completely lost while dancing in someone’s arms, not necessarily because of the person dancing with you, but for the memories that the music is invoking. Sometimes this causes a lot of confusion.

“I feel, therefore I am” remember hearing that.before. We do feel, each and every one of us has feelings, some are just better than others at either masking them, or denying them. While others live their feelings and enjoy the moments of creation. Expression. The sharing of the soul.

The road ahead lay shrouded in mist

so caught up in the landscape

I lost my way, and now wanted only to end the visit

yes, when we began there was laughter and light

everything just seemed so totally right

The sound of your name, set my heart aflame

we walked, we talked, we explored

everything was new, even though we had been there before,

nothing for either of us was the same

your eyes reflected mine, and mine drowned in yours

how were we to know that it would all

come crashing to an end.

Certainly it wasn’t our intent

yet, when the season’s changed, so did we

in our hearts we knew, the moment was gone

our song had ended, the lyrics came to an end

and once more, we stand alone

Alone with God, we can hear our heart

and feel it beat, with its steady rhythm, it is as strong as ever,

the shared moments of expression are still alive in our “hearts”

but what is voiced,expressed in media, or verbalized, is

the emotions lived…. … in loving you.

pure poetry

Tibet

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Gilpin Lake, Steamboat Spring Colorado USA

The quiraing, North Skye

Cave,Iceland

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Happy Happy Sunday everyone!

Isn’t this a beautiful still capture. At one time this table had to have been in an open space where a family could picnic, or hikers in the woods could stop and rest. Now it sits gathering moss and Mother Nature has come calling with lacy foliage to dress the weather worn wood. The young trees and shrubs are slowly making their way over, spreading out their arms in welcome. The woodland creatures now have a place to sit and sun, and in the seasons where nuts and pine cones dot the floor, they can picnic on the moss covered table. Invite their friends and have a gathering party. There will be places for the crows, red wings, and jays in the branches of the trees. What a cheerful playground this will be now that Nature has once again made it theirs.

It is Father’s Day here in Canada and the United States, this is where many would like to be enjoying Nature, just man and his rod. Men are not alone in their passion for fishing, but we seem to relate fishing to the men. This picture was pinned by A Bachelor & His Grill =^_^= . Would I like to put on a pair hip waders and be there, in a flash. I can hear the early morning sounds of a waking woodlands, smell the fresh morning air, feel the soft mist on my face. Sigh, yes, such a moment would be delicious. That said if one ole nasty mosquito came along it would break the spell. Oh dear, the city girl in me just popped out.

Morning smiles all around … feel good smile, share a laugh, be happy happy happy. To all father’s out there, Happy Father’s Day, and to all the women out there who have to be both parents, have double barreled hollering day of joy filled moments. Make the day count.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

*picture Pinterest>Sylvie Moss (sparroworks.ca)(Canada)

** Texas backwoods