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When we experience loss – we learn to survive

the sun keeps shining, night follows day

We wake one morning and realize, we’ve outgrown who we used to be.

We choose silence from noise – somewhere in between nothing makes sense – but we are learning

We are no longer who we were – our season is changing

In the solitude of our silence – something new is born.

Love from a place of depth

Life unfolds in its own rhythm

Letting go, means we care enough, trust and have faith in being true to Self. There is great strength in Quiet.

Qyhat Harbour ..aka Q

PL Precept # 1 Life is Art

photos. Shirley K. NZ

tudo e obra divina

early morning cuteness

Tudo e obra divina. Everything is a diving act. When the tree fell in my backyard, I mourned, it has been with me since we bought this place in early 2000s When we moved here, there was nothing but a small flower bed and grass. I took it all away, no grass for me, and no flower beds, I wanted to replicate if I could the Chinese gardens I had when I had my house and gardens on the Quebec side of the river.

I soon learned that in life the only constant is Change. and what worked in Hull, was not going to work here, different property .. sunlight… etc. The Hazelnut corkscrew was one of the first trees I planted, in fact I planted two.. one several years later.. It was a show piece. the gnarled branches coveted by many for their floral arrangements. Then the neighbourhood started to change.. established homes were ripped out including old oaks .. lawns disappeared.. infill began.. and with infill, the focus was on buildings and not on having a lawn, or garden ..

I soon found myself surrounded by big block buildings that looked more like dental or office buildings and new neighbours didn’t have room to do anything but maybe put out a potted plant. or a box with earth raised off the ground on their patios … what trees were left were on city property ( size of a laneway) between the backyard neighbours and my yard. No one tended them and soon they overshadowed my beautiful serenity gardens. My vegetation/ plants were deprived of the full sunlight they had had.. and began to fade. I watched the slow death of many of the shrubs and plants in my yard.

I knew eventually I would have to say a full goodbye.. and that time arrived this year. Last year it was bravely still standing, but .. no.. this past winter it had its last hurrah, Like the passing of the many friends and family members who have “moved on” it is now another page in my memory book.

I’m at an age where I have lived through a lot of “goodbyes”… I’ve learned the process of “letting go” is something that comes with “time”… it is what it is,

There will always be a way. As long as you are serious, there is no reason for you to give up. Move forward one step at a time and things will always turn out for the best. PL2018.13

Nature is being neglected. Look around, listen to what is happening globally…. focus is on destruction, not on harmony…. I pray every day .. for the strength to continue to work towards love and universal peace.

Oyashikiri

Anyone else remember when we could play in the front and backyard, I was lucky Dad made a small rink in our yard.. there were trees to climb, an area for Dad to have his garden, Mom her flowers, Mom would hang the wash out on sunny days.. linen had that fresh smell when it was put back on the beds. Some where along the way, I heard that is not allowed in some communities. (hanging out your wash)…

Have a good day everyone.. do you have memories of times gone by?

Bom dia, Good day to you all!

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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.

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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

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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

Roots

tree roots, lori wright houldsworth PinterestRoots the life line that digs in, burrows down and holds a tree in place.  Roots travel through the soil around in search of food, in their search they provide stability  Ever wonder what your invisible roots look like.  Imagine that each experience we live through is another root forming, some are strong and are leaders, others are just side shoots and really only affect us for awhile.

tree root,beech, near Derbyshire,PeakDistrict National Park, England, by Keartona, flickrMother Nature, has given this old beech tree very strong roots, the tree above(top)  has very decorative roots.  We all know if we garden, or do landscaping, that a tree can be very resilient even when it has had a good portion of its roots cut away by a careless shovel, or with full intention by the gardener.  In the woods when I am traipsing through on one of my exploring forays, I actually go in search of roots, driftwood, fallen trees that have somehow come down exposing their root system, it is a treasure hunt, camera in hand I wander happily off trails and into the brush.  When I was actively carving and sculpting I searched for pieces that I could carry away that could be recycled into “art” that represented human forms and “activities”.  In nature, we see the natural progression of the life cycle of  plants/trees.  For our personal “selves” it isn’t so easy, yet each and every one of us has roots.

Ireland, the dark hedges

I could be one of these trees, this is a picture of “the Dark Hedges” of Ireland,  after all, trees that have lived a long and productive life, are mostly seen along side other trees.   We do see stand alone majestic trees, however, usually at one time, they were surrounded by other trees.  I am one of many on this earth.  But I see myself as a lone individual.  Nor am I able to see the scars (rings) of my life.  I may feel them, as my body ages, but I do not see them, nor do I see the roots that have held me and supported me through my journey. I am wanting to pay my respects to my roots, I want to nourish and take care of my roots.  To do so I first have to acknowledge them, and determine what is needed to keep them strong and healthy.

tree root home, by vicki Hopper

 

Now how about this, I want to be this tree offering shelter to the wee ones, (for more info on this picture, follow link shown in picture)   Roots come in all shapes and size, the older we get, the deeper our roots. Do you know, does a tree die from old age?

tree root, gnrled, by loominpapa flickr

What do you see?

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Thank you to all the wonderful photographers who posted to Pinterest

#1- lori-wright houldsworth

#2, beech Derbyhire district,National park, England by Keartona.flickr.jpg

#3 Ireland   vickie hopper.jpg

#4 fb.com/nature galleries

#5 gnarled by loominpapa.flickr.jjpg

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