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What was, is…

Abandoned or forgotten, is there a difference…

On the 11th of each month, we in PL (Perfect Liberty) celebrate Ancestors Day,

with a special ceremony. Through this ceremony, we express our gratitude

for the love and virtues of our ancestors, asking that we ourselves, continue

to grow and learn to bring love and understanding to others in the world around us.

By now, most of you know I love to discover an old abandoned vehicle, and capture it

to enjoy and add to my Pinterest board, the neighbours I’m sure appreciate that i don’t

bring them home to display on the front lawn, or the back forty. Not all of them are left to the elements

some like the one above have been lovingly restored, and are happily on the road again.

We can do that with an object, but with a human heart, no……

Once the love and laughter is gone, and the body fails to carry on

we are left with an empty space, all that will remain is a memory in its place

Appreciate and love .. today…

In expressing appreciation to God in our daily lives, with sincerity (makoto)

we renew our determination to follow and practice a way of life that ensures

our memories and our quality of life in the moment, will be good ones.

Seek to retain focus in your faith and connection with God

Always – Forever

Namaste – Oyashikiri

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Valentines and Winnie the Pooh

LOL, got you there, what have a pair of shoes got to do with Winnie the Pooh and Valentines…. smiles… I really don’t know but this is where I am this morning. Have more coffee, it might help. I was going through my mail when I came across this picture. I am so blessed to have friends that share… These shoes which I love btw, except I’d wear different laces, are featured in weddingonmania.com in an article on gorgeous …. wait for it…. vintage wedding shoes.

That set me drifting off on weddings, tulle, flowers, balloons, fanciful stuff, then I remembered Saturday is Valentines day and my mind went to thinking if I’d done all my valentines… ( you can see why I needed a day of quiet yesterday!)

I recalled a book put out by Scholastic, Disney’s Winnie the Pooh and Valentines, Too, by Liza Alexander illustrated by Carol C. Haantz. It is a wonderful little story that reminds us to not jump to conclusions without knowing all the facts, and that knowing only a little bit about something, worrying and fretting can cause a lot of anxiety and stress, that could be avoided, if we believe and trust in our own strengths and knowledge about ourselves.

In the Pooh story, Winnie couldn’t find his friend Christopher Robin, then he saw him sitting on his own busy writing something, looking over, he saw the letters W – I – N and felt rather pleased, but then his friend kept writing, and in the end it wasn’t his name at all. I won’t spoil the story for you, but it was near Valentines day, and Winnie felt sad thinking his friend had a new friend now, and….. well you know…. how thoughts run through different scenarios. Of course it all ends well, Valentines day came and Winnie got a card from Christopher addressed to him and he was very happy. He told Christopher, “But, we thought you found a new friend”… to which the reply was “oh, Pooh Bear, just because I care about someone else, it doesn’t mean I care any less for you.” =^_^=

Here is a Valentine for you dear reader.. get out your crayons and have some fun, or print it out for someone who will enjoy a few minutes of R & R with Pooh. Remember. I LOVE YOU….

Namaste – Oyashikiri

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A valentine

I passed a display of valentine cards today

“you make my heart sing and dance”

said a happy dog with a big smile on his face

“a valentine hug just for you”

a pretty blue bird chirped as it sang from a tree

The sentiments I saw today, were not like the ones of yesterday

when we wrote out a poem,

or picked carefully so that the card spoke what we couldn’t say

and of course, always we hoped there would be mail when we got home

Some for sure, were really corny

and some were just so darn mushy

but honey, you and I know,

that even though you said you didn’t care

if a valentine came your way or not

it meant a lot, when someone said they cared.

So guys and gals, you have plenty of time

to find a special card

that says, be my Valentine

Find one that is ” Eggzactly” right for that special friend or friends

and share a smile that will run for miles

saying simply, a heart/hug from me to you….

Love you, each and every one of you.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

vintage valentines – Pinterest

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Time was

When kitchen gadgets were perhaps simpler. Note that the idea for breakfast, was that cup of coffee, toast, eggs and I think those are sausages.

When the romantic dream was to camp in a quiet serene lot somewhere, far from the busy cities and towns, perhaps park the car and if transportation is required, there is the trusty bike to pedal to a country store.

Of course the realities of today when we look back on our dreams of a quiet get away, are not as romantic. We have to make time to get a way, we need plan and organize, the darling camper, needs to be found and then it has to be reconstructed to meet one’s needs. Do these small campers have bathrooms, showers, we have to look at logistics, etc. etc.

Important, is our lifestyle such that we can travel with the barest of essentials, or do we need/want more. Will the car we presently have pull a trailer, do we want to stay in camp grounds that seem to be stuffed with other campers, trailers, and families tucked together between trees much like the some of the communities in the city. The only difference being, there are more trees, and likely there is water near by for swimming.

And, let us not forget the pets. We travel with two dogs. where do we find open space and safety for them. As the list of needs and wants mounts up, the reality of that romantic dream coming true fades into the distance.

Life itself is journey, how many times do we hear that said, or alluded to. There came a time in my maturing process where I began to realize that each day was my opportunity to explore a piece of my dream, make it a reality, instead of planing and working at something that may or may not happen, I decided to focus on NOW. I still dream of future projects, but my interest is in today, how I am feeling today, and what I am doing with my time today. Somehow, that works for me, being present in all I say and do means that I don’t regrets, and I work hard at not having expectations. I’ve learned when we expect something, we are often disappointed. The only person that I have control over, in all respects, is myself. I own the actions and choices I make. No more, no less.

Totally irrelevant to anything previous, this bread takes one hour to make. and I want to taste it. like NOW =^_^- It has 8 slices of bacon in it. I’d want more. 1/4 cup of Jalapeno, 3 cups of flour, 1 tbsp baking powder, 2 tbsp granulated sugar 1 tsp of salt, 1 tbsp vegetable oil, 12 oz buttermilk, 2 cups cheddar cheese, 8 oz cream cheeze.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

I’m a confessed bacon addict, if I squeeze a recipe in from time to time, I hope you enjoy!

pictures/recipe Pinterest

* Brian Kkrepshaw on CNET

** hearthandmade.co.uk

*** belvederedesignsb log.com

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Days gone by

The other day I drove past a small Baptist Church. I couldn’t help but wonder, what it had been like several decades ago. The town it is in is not all that big, and it has several churches. This is one of them. Back in its day, the town was active, and bustling with activity. There are still many working farms in the communities. Do the small churches still fill up and bubble over with the voices of growing families and animated children?

This is one I found on the back road as I wound my way down the quiet highway towards another small town in the townships. I stopped the car in both instances, and walked up to and around the buildings. You can see that there is a cemetery next to the Presbyterian church. Reading tombstones is a wonderful way to pass the time and take in the history of a place. There is something very valuable in remembering and giving thanks to ancestors and their contributions to what “is” today.

My journey that day took me past miles of tended farmer’s fields, plowed and ready for the next growing season. It was a relaxing drive, I found that my mind emptied as the landscapes changed. The beauty of being on an open road with a clear blue sky above, and the zillion shapes and colors of autumn formed a gallery of unique artwork just for me. I was on a natural high.

Monotone you say! no way, it is a master piece I say..…Never take for granted the food on your plate. Think back to days gone by, when farmers came from all around to pray in the small churches in the towns and villages. Working hard all week, then Sundays gathering with friends for shared community and song. Traditions are being lost and forgotten. Remember when you drive along a country road, to look at the vistas you are passing. When you look and see a barn that has lost part of its roof, and the walls are falling in on themselves, remember that at one time it had a purpose, it is a testament of another time. One that got us to where we are today.

I left home with no expectations, and was treated to a day filled with wonders, and amazing moments. I felt deep gratitude, the Universe blessed me with a precious gift. A glimpse of life in another time,, an appreciation of days gone by.

Namaste – Oyashikiri

Pictures by Q (driving from Winchester to Embrum)

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unrequited love

From the very first moment that I caught sight of you

I knew you meant something to me

There was something about the way you stood

So proud, so regal, so totally beautiful

I really wanted to see more of you.

For days I saw you in my dreams,

I spoke of you, I asked about you, I wanted to know all about you.

No one could tell me anything, you were a mystery

I persisted, I called around, a friend went out to try and find you

She wrote her excursion had not been successful

Finally I drove down the highway where I’d first seen you

Be still my heart, there you were, in daylight you even looked more appealing

I got out and walked near you, as I got closer I saw you were older than I thought

It didn’t matter, you had captivated and captured my heart

knowing nothing about you, and not being able to get access to information about you

All I could do was to admire what i saw

Yes I saw you had really lived your life at one time with someone who had really

spent a lot of time with you

Now it appeared you had been cast aside,

probably for a younger model.

Had I the space I’d take you home and let you graze in the pasture

With gentle breezes and flowers in the meadow

Somehow I know the neighbours will just not want you on our front lawn

I’ve taken pictures, and I want you to know

That although I can’t have you with me, you will always have a place in my heart

For now your seats are empty and you aren’t going to go far

but.. you’ve earned your rest the mileage you’ve put on, the challenges you’ve lived

have given you the right to call it a day… I hope someone else will find you some day

and enjoy your as I have.. I cannot bring you home, I can’t own you,

but by golly I sure can appreciate you, yes, just the way you are.

If I could wrap my arms around the Jeep to hug it, I would.

Sharing her with you is all I can do for now

Blessings everyone!!

Namaste -Oyashikiri

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vintage – classic

1955 Chevrolet Bel Air convertible 265 Cl. automatic*

How is that when vehicles age, rust and fall apart, we still love them. This one has been kept in wonderful condition, or lovingly restored. I am enamored with the classic cars, trucks, especially prior to 1960’s. Something happened to the designs after that, and I lost interest. I viewed the car simply as the means of transportation. Now many years later, it is a completely different story. As I mentioned in an earlier blog, even rusted and in decay I can be totally mesmerized. In fact the other day I purchased a paint enamel called “rust”.

When was the last time you actually saw a hood ornament on a vehicle? I can’t recall seeing one in a long time. This one is from a 1936 Packard – (Steve Corey,Flickr) Lately I find that when I need to take a break from being in “work mode” I search out old photos of cars/trucks and related items for my Pinterest board, I have asked myself what this interest is in cars that I only have a vague recollection of, and I don’t have an answer.

In PL, one of the lessons is about listening to others, and to not interrupt, to let what is being said come to us in a manner that we are respectful of the speaker’s intentions. While I do my best to practice this, I’ve found over the years that I do not always allow my own thoughts and desires to be given the “respect” due them. I’m more apt to listen carefully to someone else, a friend for example will be speaking to me and I am interested and giving my full attention to the conversation. While I act on my interests, I don’t think that I always understand why I’ve developed a passion for a new “interest”

It is said, that when you are being influenced by an invisible force, (the Chinese mind -TAO) sees this inspiration as a “penetrating influence” it is important to still the mind, and allow the gentle force to shape and give form to the answers to the unspoken questions. Through a willing submission to the time and the situation, you will gain insight and perspective… I know I’m not alone in this love of the classic/vintage vehicle, any feedback or input out there?

I admit to wearing a T shirt with a big Chev logo across the front… LOL … There is no hope for me… Happy motoring everyone!

Namaste – Oyashikiri

*mecum.com posted janis Sweat

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Thank you, Merci, Gracias, Obrigado,Grazie xxxooo

Thank you all for your wonderful messages of love and friendship… I was overwhelmed when I got back at the birthday greetings and kind words. The road weariness evaporated under a blanket of amazing heartfelt gratitude. Many of you I have only met and interacted via social media and the virtual world, I really truly love and appreciate each and every one of you.

It was a wonderful birthday journey, filled with sunshine and balmy weather. We got to explore, visit and rest, my husband once again shone with his thoughtfulness at ensuring that everything went well and that we were safe at all times. To my fellow vintage buffs, this was the find of all finds, 100% silk, pure vintage, with beads that appear to be all hand sewn ..=^_^=

Friendships are God’s gift to treasure for all time

Thank you again for taking time to share this special time with me.

Namaste -Oyashikiri

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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.

I do my best to make each day a memorable one, I’ve been blessed with friendships that brighten my day in many ways, everyday! Every day, my circle of friends, and contacts grows, I so appreciate each and everyone of you. Thank you for being part of my world. You are the sunshine in my life. You really are.

Take a hike, go away – take a holiday, PLAY# PLAY# PLAY….. Namaste – Oyashikiri

*Woodstock69 is an event taking place in SL (Second Life) August 12,13,14th 2014 live performances in a themed environment -wear vintage

SL – Second Life is a TM of Linden Labs http://www.secondlife.com

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ole’ Mac…had a farm, e -i- e- i -O

Ever have a conversation with a cow. If the cow is at all interested in what you have to say, it can be very rewarding, you get their full attention, and maybe just maybe they will nod or moo to acknowledge they’ve heard what you’ve had to say. Often they will simply flick their tail and walk away, never-the -less, it will be an honest reaction to you and or your words. Nor will you give much thought to how much you said they understood, nor will you really care. You met you exchanged a brief connection and you then both went on your way, having enjoyed that moment, but life moves on. no more.. no less.

You love to fish, swim, isn’t this dock and the setting a beckoning sight. I could place a deck chair right smack in the middle there and just sit and drink in the moment. The photographer when they took this picture I’m sure heard crickets, frogs and skeeters. Even the gentle plop of a fish breaking surface, see the small ripples.

My biking friends will enjoy seeing this old classic by photographer Gordon Calder of a Triumph T20 Tiger Cub. If you have ever ridden a motorbike through the back roads in the hills of Tennessee or the hills and valleys of the Gatineau Hills. You will appreciate how valuable a well tuned engine is. Gordon Calder has taken a series of pictures of motors, if you like this picture, you will enjoy his other beauties. (Flickr)

Most of us, know or remember the Old MacDonald had a farm song. For me it reminds me of a time of innocence and playtime. No other association comes to mind. But, other songs, and music can elicit other emotions and feelings from me. Bob Marley said “one good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain”…. in one sense. … music when you are tuned in, and it connects, it does so in a way that can be heart wrenching or joyful, and true we can drown in the moment and resurface without pain, but we do feel it.

Whatever is happening in our world today, thanks for stopping by and sharing this moment with me. This last photograph was posted by Celia M. Paulo it was taken in Vietnam, posted on Pinterest. I wanted to show you another side of Vietnam, one that the is rarely shown on the news and in newspapers. Vietnam is a place of beauty. There is undiscovered beauty in all of us. Oyashikiri