Oyashikiri
This is one of my all time favourites… always makes me smile.
Thinking of you all, near and far. We feel so blessed and thank you each and every one of you for your prayers, healing thoughts, and kindness. One day at a time, and each step of the way, I hold your friendships dear, trusting and knowing, love is always and forever.
Q (dymoon)
Jet lag- stuck in two realities, your body is physically in one place, but the mind,spirit and other sundries are the void somewhere between the two. In Japan I was up in the wee hours because back home it was daytime. Now I’m back home and I’m up in the wee hours because in Japan it is daytime. PL Precept # 15 All is a Mirror
I travelled miles, spent hours in the airports, wandered what seems days from one terminal to another. I was in a constant state of “now” yet days later, after finally touching ground and being back on familiar ground, my “now” is still in Japan. PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in Relativity.
Is this the answer at 2:26 in the morning, spaghetti with anchovies, garlic and olive oil. NO. One thing that was made clear to me in Japan, was that I needed to cultivate a healthier way of eating, for me that is portion control.
hmmm, I think its time for me to try to go back to bed and find the door to slumber land. Or I could stay here and be silly with you. For sanity all around, I will go try to catch some zzzzz’s. Although my mind is turning over with thoughts on how jet lag is so much like a state of being in another world, one that is parallel to the one we are in. If only it could be as simple as walking from one room to another, the two worlds are so similar, yet so different. they really are worlds apart. NOW I’m embraced by both, and physically I can only be in one place at a time.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
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Be still my heart
what is it about the past that makes my heart do double flips
I see an old vintage car or truck on the road
and I’m totally smitten and want to get a better look
someone has toiled and laboured… beyond a doubt that machine is loved
the vehicle is totally refurbished, and proudly driven
what is it .. that not only I, but many others
find so fascinating and worth hours and hours of
dedicated time and often cost without a second thought
to satsifying our passion for a vehicle long past its prime
I’ve driven by old forgotten garages, on out-of-the-way
and long forgotten highways… we see the closed and boarded up shops
where once people from all around, drove miles to patronize
and now… these shops, and services, on streets in small towns
that are no longer on a busy thoroughfare
sit bare, empty, and often forlorn, with not hope of being reclaimed
The merchants, the florists, the cafe owners, all their hopes and dreams have faded
and finally died… forcing them to close up.. and move on…
yet the cars and trucks of yesteryear .. left to rust and be reclaimed by nature.
or sent to their rest in rows upon rows of burnt out metal and chrome
are sought out and given new life… by men and women who want to recapture what was.
Something holds us to the past, not only the vehicles
but the empty barns, farmhouses, abandoned buldings
already,I alone, have collected over 3000 pins (Pinterest) from other
pinners who have a strong penchant for what was….. and i am a mere novice
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I believe that what holds us to the past, and has us besotted is a four letter word
L O V E
Love is a high, it is delicious, it is wonderful
but, it can also hurt and leave one scarred
when we feed our passion that needs expression,
focusing on an inanimate object
it can be so much more satisfying
and we can see the results of our hard work and devotion
hunks of metal, shiny chrome, yeah, they can make me thrill
but a good friend, a trusted friend,
a monent shared with another human being
now that is a truly special gift, whether miles apart or right beside you
love that is sincere, love that is pure. love that is given without condition
that is a connecting energy of past,present and future
it is everlasting and eternal.
You are loved, loved, loved.
Namaste – Oyashikiri
*1914 Model T Ford
**1930 Ford panel delivery truck
***1938 REO Speed Wagon
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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