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a time to weep/rejoice

Shinzen Japanese Garden, Yosemite_003Finally the pain, the suffering is over

The path was clear to cross over.

May 15, 2018

There will be no more tomorrows

My husband is free

His memory will always be

unconditional love

his legacy

R,I,P

Oyashikiri

week 20 Que,May 2017

To all our friends, and to you, each and every one of you who have cared,  and shared this path with us/me…. a thousand blessings flow gently in the breeze sending our love and appreciation your way.

club challenge

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Good morning everyone…

A couple of weeks back I was reminded that the club challenge, or “theme” this year was Once Upon a Time.  As you all know I am rather occupied these days, getting to know first hand living with cancer in my LIFE.  However, the idea was one that stuck with me for a for a few days,  & I found that I was gathering up “pieces”  in my “studio”.

In PL you know there is Precept, # 19, BEGIN ONCE YOU PERCEIVE

I reflected on how once the bathroom was a very “NEW” concept in a lot of homes.  there was a time when people used an “out house”  Some were very primitive, but they were a place where one could have privacy when needed.

When people could afford the indoor plumbing, it was often something that had to be fit into an existing home.  Reinvention of space, closets were repurposed, or a larger room if the family could afford to do so was partitioned for the new plumbing.

Toilet, sink, was for the most part what went in, some homes could accommodate a bath tub, but not often,  Families of 4,5,6 even more, lived in small 1 and 2 bedroom flats. The war-time houses were usually small two,three bedroom bungalows. Kitchen, living room, small bathroom and  two bedrooms.

The bathroom was really the only room where when you went in, you were alone, at least for a short time.

Then came the telephone, it was only available here and there, when you got one in your home, it was attached to a wall, or smack in the living room.. no such thing as  much privacy,.  Then the extensions came along, and you could put a phone in another room, the younger generation would try to pull the cord into the bathroom so they could have   conversations with their friends without being overheard by siblings and/or adults

Dad got to read his newspaper in quiet, till the room was needed by someone else. Once upon a time the bathroom was a very “special” place.  Now in modern homes, in today’s society, everyone wants their own bathroom, and guess what,  it is only used for “immediate” needs (like the outhouses of old) and vacated.  Usually the bathrooms are cold, efficient, sterile and lacking in any “family” character or warmth.  They are functional!

Thus my contribution to “Once Upon a Time” was conceived and put into a visual expression.

Life is ever changing, roll with the changes, all while trying to retain the art of  “caring” (sharing)

Oyashikiri

PL Precept #1   Life is Art

 

* photo doesn’t show it well, but on the small table is a black rotary dial telephone.

*minatures, or original pieces using “apoxie sculp”t and “paperclay”

Respect and Acceptance

Mural on the side of an old building as you drive through a little town on old Hwy 31.

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The building is empty, there is a rental sign on the window off the front entrance. Where it had been a thriving community at one time, it is now a delightful little piece of history, as cars whiz by towards their destination further along the highway.

What seems so important today, can be a faint memory in the years to come.  We live in a world today, that has so much to offer, we intermingle with so many cultures, it is a time to prosper and learn from one another.

It is my prayer that we will not squander away, what so many have worked so hard for, fought for, and died for……

Lesson 13 of the 2016 =PL Calendar…. Each person has their own special qualities.  Each of us is born with a unique personality, and a unique worldview.  Be respectful of others and learn to get along with people of all types.

Oyashikiri

keep it simple, keep it true

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once upon  a time

sentiments were cute

even whimsical

once upon a time, we even took pride

in making our own cards

or personally making something

and hand delivering our  little token of friendship

to our friend(s) in person.6a310f4f0a325340d43baac0918962ff

there was a time

when the anticipation of simply having time alone

with someone dear that we cared for

was enough to set our hearts to smiling

 we whiled away the time thinking of

when we could sit side by side

and simply look into each other’s eyes.

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hello today, this was yesterday

I wish it wasn’t that  way

we have let a lot of decay, work its way, into our  day-to-day

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what was, simply is no more

many of us, want to work on our own,

somehow, people seem to have lost that connection

or part of community, that has us working as a group

a team, that works together for the common good

do any of you, know what the last picture is all about?

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Playing outside was always fun

there was no need for  extra spending

people used what was on hand, and it worked just fine

OK yes, time moves on, this is a different time

but, people are people,

we still need to connect on a simpler plane

friendships, are formed when we get to know

our neighbours, and the people we meet along the way

not just to nod and say hello

but to say ..hey, how are you…. and genuinely care

about what they answer .

We need not wait till February to say, “you are very special”

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with December just around the corner

I hope the coming season will be one without borders

where thoughts won’t be on gifts

but rather reaching out and staying in touch

with the people who have passed through

our lives… and in their own way

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keep it simple

kindness, thoughtfulness

are gifts from the heart

and treasures that last a lifetime

Namaste        –       Oyashikiri

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