close your eyes, take in every piece of what I am, then close your eyes and memorize where each piece of me flows from me to you…. eventually, with time, we will fall away, turning to dust and be blown away… Q
Enjoy the moment while you wait.Things come about when they are meant to happen. think of what you can do for the time being, and don’t rush the outcome.
Perfect Liberty 2020.10
Oyashikiri
Bom dia, Greetings, through the open door the day beckons. Not a day to stay inside, time to explore once more.
PL calendar day 29
Be cheerful and easygoing. Everything ha a way of turning out alright in the end Relax and always try to think positively.
Oyashikiri
photo hT9
rusted metal & chrome
look at those lines
oh to have you for my own
time has not been kind
still I wish you were mine
be my July valentine
Q
oh do get on with it
I am trying to sleep
tsk, groaning and moaning over metal and chrome
honestly woman, you have me
I am here with you at home
appreciate what is near and dear
metal and chrome, are cold
I am soft and warm
best of all .. I don’t rust
my words you can trust
It is true, I do have conversations with my dog. she inspires some good ideas with her feedback. It can take me a day or two to unravel her wisdom…but if she can get me to understand the jumble that often tumbles from my mind, why not…
PL Precept # 17 Grasp what is most essential
words are only words
sometimes they tell a story .. sometimes they don’t
It is the listener / reader that gives them meaning
Oyashikiri
PL Calendar – day 8 Whatever you use, it will always come back to you, so use it well.
When you use money and things to their fullest potential, you will always be blessed with more materials for your self-expression.
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Oyashikiri
Some people …. don’t care..
they are totally unaware
yet wonder why
the world is less than perfect
and are the first to cry
and criticize
the work of others.
Just saying….
snow and ice
as seen under a sky
of faded blue and powder gray
such beauty
in the stillness of the day
captured my heart
and stole it away
Q
click on the pictures to see the beauty
that even now
holds me captive to its charm
Oyashikiri
Life – Nature is ART
“Divine”
Sublime
When we (a good majority of us) think of spending some time in the wilderness, we envision lush, rugged, environments, the pictures I use of sunsets and magical evenings under the stars, or calm waters on colourful fall days with the sun or moon reflecting of the crystal clear waters. Ahhhhh yes… such themes make us feel warm, fuzzy maybe, for sure they are a for of eye candy… The photographers have captured a still moment of beauty.
How about living near this location in Australia, where temperatures can be + 40 – 50 degrees centigrade (hot) and there is a lack of water. Extreme weather can happen here, it is wild country where civilisation where it does exist, has to contend with the challenges every day.
Sitting in the comfort of an air climate controlled office with my morning super tall glass of ice coffee, I can admire the artist view that the photographer, took (awanderingmemory.com). David and his wife travel all over the world visiting places they feel will enrich their lives with new experiences. Through his travels and his photography, we get to see place such as this that we wouldn’t otherwise see.
This is the endless highway that takes tourists and visitors through the Australian desert. David talks about some of what he felt was being missed by those who just drive through and not stop to explore. ” It offers silence, true silence,” +”.. endless roads, dramatic sunsets, huge salt-pans, aboriginal heritage sites, hidden wildlife and clarity… ”
Have any of the above been on one of your “want” lists. No of course we don’t have to travel over seas.. or for thousands of miles to find “true silence”… but we do have to make time to find what we want. AND to be in the moment, to always be aware of just what it is we are “seeing” hearing” and “taking in”
What can I say, there is silly in all of us… I’ve been living with a whippet far too long.. This pictures simply make me giggle and smile.. So… dearest readers.. who share these pages with me…. endure this moment with me… S M I L E
Forget everything but the warmth of a smile and enjoy a “silly”
much love to each and every one of you..
I treasure you all.
namaste – oyashikiri
LOL… how many of you will see what I see in the above picture…. gosh you guys are so special…. xxxoo
Today was a day for listening. First at home, then at church, and again at the hospital. I listened. My head was filled with words, feelings and thoughts that kept going round and round. After a brief lunch, I got back in the truck and drove towards the outskirts of the city. Driving for me is therapeutic.
Sometimes like this Japanese ama, I feel like I’m diving for something, and I may or may not find it. This ama was searching for shellfish off the shores of Japan.(1930’s) We know there is a message or “something” that we should be “seeing” or grasping….but will it happen…. only time will tell.
Shaolin Kung Fu Student, Henan Province, China, 2004,
Everyone we meet in life, has a “story”, an interest, hobby, something they enjoy that means something to them. And, everyone, at one time had a family, or someone who gave them birth. They have history, and they live each day making their own way in this world, one moment at a time. Sometimes it seems endless, and other times, everything just gets lost in limbo, and truth becomes too jumbled too hard to piece together.
The young man I saw this morning, was granted another chance at life, he was aware and in physical pain. Some times the pain we feel is just so unique it is beyond words. Yet through the pain, he felt the moment when love touched his weary broken body.
Love is a powerful medicine, and a divine state of being.
We are all capable of such love, to both give and receive.
Love of life, has to begin with you.
Today was a new beginning.
The man I met this evening, said he wished he could live in the past.
Yet in his reality of the moment, he is an artist who created a world that was of the past, and he had done it well. His way of dealing with the present is to create a yesterday where others can see how Native American’s lived back in the days of the “wild West”
Interesting how I met with one energy who wanted to escape the past, and in the evening, I was with someone who prefered the past.
Yet both, can only live in the present … in the now…
How lucky was I … that the Universe gave me a Yin/Yang day.
How was yours? Life is good, it really really is.
Everyday is a good day, when I get to spend time with you..
Namaste – Oyashikiri
Leonard Cohen
Every lyric, every verse, comes from someone’s soul, the wordsmith paints with words, the photographer captures with his/her lens, the singer emotes with the smoldering passion within. How many times have you cried, drowning in the words of a song that you are hearing over and over, or found yourself completely lost while dancing in someone’s arms, not necessarily because of the person dancing with you, but for the memories that the music is invoking. Sometimes this causes a lot of confusion.
“I feel, therefore I am” remember hearing that.before. We do feel, each and every one of us has feelings, some are just better than others at either masking them, or denying them. While others live their feelings and enjoy the moments of creation. Expression. The sharing of the soul.
The road ahead lay shrouded in mist
so caught up in the landscape
I lost my way, and now wanted only to end the visit
yes, when we began there was laughter and light
everything just seemed so totally right
The sound of your name, set my heart aflame
we walked, we talked, we explored
everything was new, even though we had been there before,
nothing for either of us was the same
your eyes reflected mine, and mine drowned in yours
how were we to know that it would all
come crashing to an end.
Certainly it wasn’t our intent
yet, when the season’s changed, so did we
in our hearts we knew, the moment was gone
our song had ended, the lyrics came to an end
and once more, we stand alone
Alone with God, we can hear our heart
and feel it beat, with its steady rhythm, it is as strong as ever,
the shared moments of expression are still alive in our “hearts”
but what is voiced,expressed in media, or verbalized, is
the emotions lived…. … in loving you.
pure poetry
Q
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