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Good day everyone! What a beautiful day, not because of the sunshine, but because it is a brand new day. Another adventure to look forward to, more challenges to unravel and explore. Each and everyone of us is unique, we think and feel things in different ways. To live in harmony with another, we have to first be at peace ourselves.

To the artist when creating, we strive for balance in our presentation. We often bring inanimate objects together to present a pleasing visual to the eye. In dealing with another human being, we are working with another person with feelings, and thoughts of their own. Immersed in our own thoughts and ideas, we often neglect to consider that the person we are working or sharing time with can also be lost in thought. Because we all have our own unique personality and lifestyle, the response or view of our partner,friend can be completely different from our own. Practice acceptance of differences, learn and grow together. It is through communication, and respect that bonds grow stronger.

When we choose to walk along a path with another, it is amazing how differently each takes in the landscape, both see different vistas even though walking side by side. What a blessing it is to share a horizon with another. There cannot be one without the other, if the head of the coin was not there, neither would the tail. Positive/negative =1 (One)

Namaste – Oyashikiri

SMILE – IT IS CATCHING!

* weddingchicks.com

** Kaboodle.com (Barbara Zito)

*** Shore of Lake Kinnaret (sea of Galilee) by Adam Jones,Ph.D -Global photo Archive -Flickr

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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

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silver, gold, I wanted it all

silver and gold, I wanted it all

treasures of jade and jewels in all the different hues

cold cut diamonds and semi transparent pearls

sapphires, emerald, the bling, dazzle and sparkle

how hard it was to resist the glamour and false dreams

that in collecting and hoarding material wealth

I would find the happiness that had eluded me

Turned out I was wrong….

It was in letting go of material things that I found inner joy

Yes, I still admire and enjoy the jewels of yesterday

Only now I enjoy them in a different way

It is in sharing with others, and giving of myself

that there is a true appreciation of what a genuine treasures is

the sparkle of a well cut diamond is reflected in a friend’s smile

The depth and warm glow of a pearl

is felt when I see the love reflected in a friend’s eyes

I find gold in the sun’s warm balm

and silver in the stars and moon at night

when I look up and see a twinkling star I am filled with awe

these gifts have been there for me since the beginning of time

Let’s make each day we live a memorable one

Let’s stop squandering our precious time

unconditional love, is ours to give

I appreciate you all, you are my treasures, each and every one of you

believing in each other will see us through

whatever cones our way

thank you…

Namaste – Oyashikiri

pictures -Pintrest

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hello, goodbye

Hey I came by today, you were not at home

I considered going in and waiting

You did leave the door and windows open

but, somehow, I was not anticipating

that I would be so all alone

Hey, don’t give up! the house has good bones

I know you must have a plan

After all, you did invite me to stop by for a tisane

Perhaps I got the day mixed up

no matter, I’m sure it is just slip-up

hmmm wonder if there is a message here I am missing

Hello! Goodbye!

I’ve been dupeded

Here is mud in your eye!

Hello -Goodbye

* webecoist.momtastic.com Haunted Earth

** flickr

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solitude in crowded busy places

We have all at one time or another been in such a place, either an airport, train station, bus station, exhibition grounds, it could be anywhere. There is a constant flow of activity around you. You need to unwind, slow down, chill. what do you do?

For me, I turn off, I zone out. This skill didn’t come to me overnight, it is a life long practice that is akin to prayer and meditation. I close my eyes and turn inward to the quiet within me. Serenity,peace, joy… these are inner qualities of “self”. Our connection to God/Tao… Life. PL Precept # 3, God appears through One’s Self... We can’t always travel to distant lands to meditate and pray in temples and at shrines. There are countries where the churches and temples are open for those who wish to pray and communicate with “the Divine”. In North America this is not always possible except at given times and days.

When we learn to meditate/pray in a way that connects to our inner “Self”, then no matter where we are, even in a crowded room. we can connect to the quiet and peace within. we rejuvenate, energize and mend the tired/shattered psyche .. giving us that needed extra boost to get on with creativity of our day/night. PL Precept #21 – Live in Perfect Liberty

Namaste – Oyashikiri

pictures 1 & 2 Japan, #1 tokyo airport #2, Kenroku-en gardens, Kanazawa

#3 lotus flowr macro by Bahman Farzad on flickr

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walking in a daze

So much to see, so much to do, there are times when it feels like one is visiting Alice in wonderland. Only we aren’t sure how we got there, or just what to do next. It happens, you are still being social, getting things done, but somehow you have lost the connection to your modem.

You know something is amiss, just can’t put your finger on it. We’ve all heard the expression, “one door closes, another opens”.. Sometimes it just isn’t obvious where that other door is. Some doors are not what we expected, but then that is the beauty of life isn’t it. To grow and develop our knowledge base, we have to explore beyond our known borders.

Is today a day we will open a door, or will we admire the door and keep walking. Do we lean towards doors with history, or do we wait for that one door that will beckon. ???

Admittedly some doors are well boarded up, so do we really want to go inside. In my world the answer would be, probably not, I tend to live in the moment, and going back isn’t an option for me. I have discovered that life will bring me the lessons that I need to relearn, perhaps in a different format, but I recognize the lesson. Maybe not at once, but at a given moment the light bulb goes on, and I just know, I’ve been in this space and time before. Perhaps the players are different and the location, however the lesson is one that I’ve faced before.

PL Precept # 7 (of 21) Everything Exists in Relativity

PL Precept # 12 Everything has a way according to its Name

When I hit a phase of walking in a daze, I “Let Go” and just try to slow down so that I can regroup. In the car while going to the gym, instead of going to the one closest to me, I took a left and drove to the one further away. This meant driving several miles out of my way, but on open road. Driving can be therapeutic.

This is what I heard when pushed the play button – it made a difference in my mood, and set the pace for the rest of the day.

Choreograph your day, your way!

Namaste – Oyashikiri

* photo by Anah Be Carnio

** Turkey

*** flickr-post apocalypse by randomesquephoto

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The gift of sharing

Downtown is a busy place. At this time of year the boaters arrive to tour the capital. From my vantage point on the bridge I’m spending a few lazy moments watching the world drift by. Behind me is a huge shopping mecca for tourists and locals alike. And across the street from the shopping center is a quaint marketplace where the trendy come to shop and sit in outdoor cafes. Tourists enjoy the Designer shops, and the Farmers Market all blended in one big “Happening” environment.

Ottawa is laid out like a patchwork quilt, with different sections of the city offering it’s own style and colour. Chinatown, Little Italy, Westboro, The Glebe, each has it’s very own flavour to tempt and delight the visitors eager for an authentic adventure.

Friendships are like our own version of a quilt. I’ve learned to appreciate each and every friend in my life for the gifts they bring to my “world”. In a recent conversation, a friend I’ve not seen in some time, was asking me about another friend who I probably have not seen in a couple of years. I was talking about the special qualities and the love I have for the person when my friend interrupted and exclaimed,”but you aren’t currently in touch! And that was years ago?”

Hmmm I found that an interesting reaction, if I love someone today, I will love them tomorrow, love is an opening of one’s heart to another, and involves genuine caring. If that person, leaves or moves along a different path, or for whatever reason, there is a parting. Love does not cease and become past tense. Friendships that are genuine and true, last a life time. Sharing love, caring, & affection is not a commodity, it is a gift and should always be freely given. Not for what you want in return, but because you truly care, unconditionally.

Good Morning Everyone – May your have a sunshine day. Be Happy. I love & appreciate you all.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

nb* the bridge is behind the Rideau Centre the waterway is the Rideau Canal, Ottawa, Ontario,Canada

Flowers taken at the Experimental Farm, in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada

text and photographs – Q

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Bom dia, Good day to you all!

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, it is always such a wonderful experience to view life through the lenses of a camera. It is when I get home and actually see the “capture” that I am blown away by the moment shared in the cycle of the plant’s life.

Saboreie a alegria de fazer gentilezas

Experience the Joy of Being Kind to Others.

Viva com sentimento amplo e receptivo

Always live with a Kind and Generous Heart

Sometimes, we have to be kind to ourselves

To transform one’s Self

is a labour of love

Always remain True to Yourself.

Namste – Oyashkikir

pictures & musing by Q

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A floral greeting for you today…

Strolling through the agricultural park in the heart of the city yesterday brought back a lot of memories. My parents especially my Dad ( the avid photographer that he was) loved to bring us here for a day trip and to take pictures. The farm has wonderful beds of flowers of every colour one can imagine. Rock gardens, and a small oasis tucked here and there of trees and evergreens. Along with what I will call domestic plants, the farm also has fields of corn and other crops. The Dept. of Agriculture has several office buildings and laboratories there, it is a big area, however, as long as I can remember, they have had a portion of it open to the public so that “city folk” can come and learn about crops, animals etc. Yes one of the big attractions is a cow barn. And no, we didn’t get to see the cows, that will be another time.

On a summer day, it wasn’t unusual to have to fight your way to through a crowd of tourists with cameras all clicking away, at the thousands of plants in various stages of their blooming cycles. It was and likely still is a place for wedding pictures. Yes there was a hit of rain in the air, and late afternoon so the place was quiet. The heat of the day was being tossed about by a wind that was testing its wings, it was still in a playful mood. A rain cloud was nudged and some drops did fall, but all in all, it was a wonderful hour away from the hustle and bustle of the rush hour traffic that was happening all around this patch of “Agricultural farm land”

While we hurry about, driving here and there, there is another style of living that is very close by, and unless we stop, we don’t see it. How often have I driven by and not stopped. For years I’ve taken this place for granted. Already the reality of modern day life in 2014, with budget cuts and the ~~need~~ or is it greed, for space to build, sources have tried to cut into this land, ” Master Gardeners” and” Friends of the Farm” volunteer and work hard to maintain the land for people to enjoy.

It takes years for trees to develop, grow and mature into the works of natural art they become. We are much like the nature around us, to live we need the freedom to grow, most of all we need love in our lives, in all its various forms. We need to stop looking out, and begin to look at what IS. The expression, “stop and smell the roses” certainly applied in my day yesterday. To quote from a church lesson ” With a humble mind, take a second look ” make time to reflect on where you are, sincerely pray that you will live with love at the core of your actions.

Good morning dear readers….. I hope you get to enjoy a breath of fresh air today, after yesterday, I want more.. =^_^= is that a snippet of greed? Oh gosh and golly gee, I hope not. SMILE… pass it on.

Big, small, tall, I love you all

Namaste – Oyashikiri

except last one, all pictures are mine,Q

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Take a hike! Go…. away!

Do you remember chanting,” rain, rain go away, come again another day”? We would be out playing in the rain anyway. yet it seemed the fun thing to do at the time. Skipping rope or playing with the bolo bat. LOL now that is really saying something about the time I was growing up. Bet some of you don’t even know what a bolo bat is. It is a paddle with a ball attached to it.

This toy and the yo-yo were hours of fun, and if you were really good you competed, especially with the yo-yo. The yo-yo was easy to carry around, and take with you everywhere. You would see people enjoying the pass-time in parks, waiting for buses. on the front porch, at beaches, the yo-yo was everywhere.

And no this was not just something that the girls did, this was something that the boys really got into, They really developed the skill in a way that was entertaining and showed their dexterity and ingenuity in how many they could perform with at one time etc.

Young and old tried their hand with the Yo-Yo. I know of many who had huge collections of these wonderful little gems. Yo-Yos came in every colour and designs you can imagine. There were even special Yo-Yo gloves. You could compete with friends on how many times you could go around the world, (the yo-yo makes a revolution all the way around in a circle away from the body) or you did puzzles the way this man is doing, at first it looked like Tommy Smothers, but I’m not sure? I know some of you are saying , who?, he was Dick’s brother, LOL popular comedians

Now what got me on the topic of yo-yos and bolo bats, who knows, I was thinking about things that make me smile and had a flash back, that led me into sharing a bit of vintage with you, Maybe it’s because I’ll be finishing up a blog later about Woodstock69,(SL)* have been working on it for days now. There is so much in our past that makes us who we are today, I appreciate my past experiences, the ups and the downs, not in detail, but the emotions and the life lessons I learned along the way. There is gratitude in my heart for having come this far. My happiness is not tied to material objects, but to the emotions of life, loving, sharing and experiencing moments with friends, family and yes, even the strangers I’ve met who in many ways touched my heart with their actions, thoughts or deeds.