roof tops
I sit high when driving, we have a truck. I as struck by the vegetation and rooftops as I travelled how 43, going east.
It was a beautiful day as you can see. The miles slipped silently by as I rode along taking in the views. It was a “me” day. A day to allow my thoughts to come and go, my only objective to watch the road, and take in the beauty around me.
Farmland as far as the eye could see. Small villages, and towns, expanse of fields waiting for harvest. Rural Ontario. (250km) Lots of time to entertain my thoughts.
PL Precept # 15 All is a Mirror – I sought tranquility and peaceful surrounding. The Universe granted my wish. I enjoyed conversation and friendship along the way, then back in the truck as I continued on my way………….. the steady hum of the tires and visual delights as Nature provided the beginning colours of her fall palette.
Just before the final stretch, I stopped for fresh produce and discovered a new fruit. Ground cherries. physalis longifolia
Enjoy each new day, give thanks for the opportunities that come your way. Life is good.
A day spent with and in Nature, alone, in meditation and quiet
is a special day indeed!
Oyashikiri
We’ve had some time now to think about and mull over the “visitor” we have in our home. We didn’t go looking for our house guest, but then I don’t think that many people go in search of inviting cancer into their lives.
There is a hodge podge of this and that. nothing is planned, it just happens. A patch of flowers, different shapes, sizes and colours of greens all come together to allow for crickets and critters of various shapes and species to mingle and cross paths.
I’ve decided that cancer just didn’t happen, it found its way in, and was allowed to settle in grow and fester. Ownership has to be taken for this. Only in accepting this fact, can we move on and make friends with it. Find out what it will take for it to go away, and then work faithfully, and with dedicated purpose to ease it out of our lives.
Look carefully, there is a path. It is hidden if you just glance, but if you take your time and look … you will find a way, a path to follow. Life is always open to change. Prayer and faith are the most direct path in our connection/relationship to/with God/Universe. I believe that whatever the outcome, it will be what is best.
Cancer is a world changer, we are blessed that we found out in time, that it had come into our lives. Knowing, means that now we can work with the specialists and take the necessary steps to improve our lives, and work positively towards a healthier outlook and lifestyle.
OK I have no idea, what I was thinking of when I did this, but it happened. Years later, I still don’t know what it was that drew me to put this “idea” together. Knowing I did it, always gave me pause. I thought to simply throw it out, yet it sat in the back garden for some time, a reminder that not everything I do, or come up with is “picture perfect”
At the time, I really liked the idea. The glove, the hand, I’m not sure, but it still might be out back too. We are cleaning up back there, it is time for a change. I know if they are there, it will be time to “let them go”
I remember putting this “character” into the old wood bird house, so he would be out of the elements. It is all overgrown now, but I saw through the branches that he is still there. It would require cutting away half of the evergreen now to get him out… so… he’ll get to stay. Actually maybe it was a she..
The garden guardians have come and gone, they tended and hosted the wildlife that used our land to travel safely through the urban sprawl. There is beauty in all that nature provides, and there is an unseen world around us that some of us see, and other’s don’t. Never-the-less, the world of imagination and fantasy never fails to capture our attention, when we listen to the wind whisper softly through the trees, or hear it howl when it is voicing discontent. This week we’ve heard the heavens bowling in celebration of a summer’s eve. the bowling balls landing with loud thunder as they rolled across the skies.
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