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Cancer can

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Cancer can turn your life around

it can throw what you have known as reality

into a different dimension.

” What kind of cancer “, someone will ask..

personally, even though we have been told, it doesn’t matter

What matters is it has to e dealt  with..

Here is a little tidbit from today’s adventure,

Yesterday I had to do a small laundry, and decided to do it by hand,

hang it outside to dry, we’ve had a couple of beautiful days .. perfect

for laundry.  I anticipated that fresh smell one gets from clothes hung out to dry,

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I got half my wish, one article, the one that I was waiting for, was dry, but a bird had flown over and left its signature on it.  All that came to mind when I saw it, was that “Nature” had a sense of humour, but I wasn’t laughing.

What else to do .. but… come in and wash it all over again.  The other item which I had washed .. just because, was linen fresh, and daisy clean.

I think dealing with cancer will be pretty much the same… It happens, it’s ours, now we have to simply deal with it.  It will be a new adventure for both of us.  My husband has had a wonderful attitude, positive and bright.  Together we will see it through.

Again, thank you all for being so wonderfully supportive.  We ARE, all ONE.

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

PL Precept #15  All is a Mirror

Cancer can bring people closer together, in PL we say Kamuwaza (God’s Act) … is part of life.

What can bring out the best in people, cancer can.

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love, light, laughter, appreciation, faith, and gratitude make them part of your day, everyday, no matter what….

 

Pictures taken on the grounds of the Montfort Hospital, Ontario.Canada

 

 

Good Morning 6.26.17

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Good morning, this is our whippet trying to sleep last night, doesn’t matter its summer, and hot, he likes to be covered.  Usually his head is snuggled into his chest or he is on his back, but for some reason last night, he was sleeping with his head on the arm of the chair.  For those of us with a whippet or grey *Greyhound” even though we see their often,  odd way of sprawling out, it never ceases to amuse or endear them  Their ability to contort their length into weird upside down and twisted posses, and then fall asleep that way, is really amazing.

They can in a split second, wake and jump up from the most awkward of positions to a graceful and show-stopping pose.  Why, because he can, he doesn’t think about it, he just does it.

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Furniture has to be covered, he owns every chair in the place.  Almost .. Canaille (our PWD) has hers,  but that doesn’t stop him from trying to horn in.  Extra loads of laundry are done, sheets, towels, and his blankies.  Oh dear, does he sound spoiled…. yes…. I guess they both are.

All this to say, dogs, cats, pets of any kind, are usually accepted for who they are, we can justify almost anything they do, or get up to, and we deal with it. Accidents happen, we deal with it.  As they age, we learn to live with an aging pet, who after years of unconditional love (on their part) and ours, we adjust and walk the path with them.  We do all this without questioning why, they don’t interact with us like another human would, so our compassion, and love seems to just happen.  Another human has a voice and thoughts, that will come out and create a different “reaction” from us.

Throw a penny into a quiet pond, it will sink or skip depending on how you do it, then it will fall into the pond and become one with the pond.  We see gentle ripples, or if we threw the penny, it might make a small splash.  If we throw a rock, we will get a different effect. Either way, once we “action” into, or at the pond, the “reaction” happens, then the pond returns to the state it was in prior to our interaction with it.

When we live in Perfect Liberty, we are like the pond, we hum with activity of our own, life flows.  When something/someone interacts with us,  how they interact, will dictate what our response will be.  We acknowledge the activity, let it go, and return to our
centre” our “core”PW

Living in a state of unconditional love.. is a work in progress, that we must always strive to achieve, if we are to achieve “World Peace”

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Life happens.  The roses are in bloom now, tomorrow or another day, they will relinquish their time in the spotlight, to allow the nourishment to feed the roots, so they can return again.  Life is a series of cycles.  Acknowledge and appreciate every day. Life is good.

There is Joy in simplicity!

PL Precept #11   Always be with God

PL Precept #10   Love yourself and Others

 

PWD = Portuguese Water Dog

Wordless Wednesday

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It’s too hot, let me be

June 2017

Yeah the humidity is a killer..

we have no energy..

and here I was

thinking it was only me!

 

Lo-Mein Wednesday

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Good Day! Woke up this morning, and for some unknown reason, thought I’d go for a walk. Not just any walk, but to one of the main streets in the area, and from there I thought to hoof it up to another main street, and come back that way to one of our bigger shopping centers.  Have I been walking these days, nooooooooo but I used to walk these little hikes without a second thought.  Fortunately my brain wasn’t completely out in left field, I did make arrangements with Hubby to be on standby.

Walking, means you get to take different side streets and meander through the various little communities instead of skirting them by driving along streets where the buses travel.  You see the little corner stores, and the well tended lots, even little parks you didn’t know where there.

The church on the Montreal Road, I pass numerous times,  (in the truck) but, even thought I see the sign, I don’t usually get to really read it.. that would be a distraction, I just know there is a sign there.  Today, on foot, I was able to stop and read the message. It is a good one isn’t it.  For those of you who don’t read French, it says, Forgive and Love unconditionally.

We must learn to forgive not only others, but ourselves if there is to be peace on earth.  We really need to practice everyday, goodwill to one and all.

McDonalds 5.31.17My reward for talking myself out for a walk, a cold, ice cold, black coffee, with lots of ice. Oh Yum.  I called Hubby to pick me up, while I was half way on my little mini “trek”  For a first time out this year, I’m happy.

Lunch, kale salad and skinless salmon. Made at home, no store dressing. Just lite mayo.

Kale salmon salad

Life is good isn’t it.

PL Precept # 11  Always be with God

Thursday Doors 5.25.17

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The place haunts me, I want to go back, I want to get inside, I want to know what happened, why it is all boarded and shut down.  Will I ever know.  Can you feel how magical this place is.  Am I the only one.  There was once a lovely garden all around, with walking paths.  And now.  except for the birds and little critters, it stands alone against the weather and time.

I will go back……………….. I really want to know.  Sometimes we just have to wait.

PL Precept. # 12  Everything has a way according to its name.

PL Precept # 7  Everything exists in Relativity

 

 

 

 

 

Wordless Wednesday – time was

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Once alive with tourists, visitors enjoying a bit of history while touring the carefully tended gardens, and game park nearby.  This “car” now sits, empty. A relic days gone by.

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Plattsburg, New York. USA,   May 14.2017                    taken by myself Q – Dymoon

Thursday Doors – NH

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knock …knock…

you can knock all you want

but you can’t come in…

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so you found me

you can look but you can’t see

Someone was here before you

you need only look to find the clue

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shuttered and closed, I may be

but still I leave you with history

you can see it, just by looking at me

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I can be found anywhere

you need only dare

to look beyond the main streets

please believe that I still live and breathe

behind the door, you will see my core

the memory of another time

still lives within the walls behind the door

my floors still wear the marks of what was,

in the many years before, I am waiting

please, don’t stare, come in… and close the door.

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