8 July 2018 Mermaid Got A Friend (chalk drawing) and Alleluia Skies (chalk drawing and photos)

“Sometimes when it feels like I am irretrievably lost in my spirit I just have to look up and realize I am home.”

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8 July 2018 Options (Drawing) and True Facts About The Octopus (video)

7 July 2018 – Strange drawing I did and the title “options” came to me afterwards.

As I get older, I realize that the thing I value the most is good-heartedness.
Alice Walker

Hello to you in your here and now.  How are you doing?  I hope this finds you well.  I’m still waking up.  I am finally feeling like I’ve got some rest but still not got my “Sim Energy Bar” completely back to full lool.  For those who have played or have seen the Sims videogame, you know what I’m talking about!

Dreams were happening all night long but none that have prompted me to get up and write them down like I normally do.  This isn’t necessarily a bad thing as then I stay in bed and get more sleep!  The only thing I remember from last nights journeys was a ghostly, transparent white face in one of them.

The drawing I’m sharing today is strange.  Let me try to explain what it means to me.

Source Internet: jack-storms-glass-cube

It started out being like a jewelry design.  Then it became something Jack Storms the glass carver/artist (https://jackstorms.com/) might make with the boxes on top.  Then the thought of hot boxes from space falling in the water and landing on a giant octopus came to my mind.  Finally, when I sat back and really looked at this mess of imagery, it looked like something happening to the earth.  The eye of the octopus began to look like the earth to me.  The gray line and three planets to the right came after that….hence “options.”   What are our options as a planet should something really big hit it?  My imagination run amok loool.

My husband told me about this Meme this morning and it made me laugh especially since we are tackling laundry this morning!

See the source image

10 5 4 9

J E D I = 28/10/1

12 1 21 14 4 18 25

L A U N D R Y = 95/14/5 divided by 2 = 2.5 = 7 divided by 2 = 3.5 = 8/4/2/1

15 3 20 15 16 21 19

O C T O P U S = 109/10/1

3 12 1 13

C L A M = 29/11/2/1

15 16 20 9 15 14

O P T I O N = 89/17/6/3 cycle (makes sense, when you are making choices or considering options it would be a cycle)

This video surprised me.  I thought it was just going to be another nature video until I started listening to the narrator!  Zomg I found it hilarious and informative at the same time.  He sounds like a variation of Morgan Freeman to me.  He managed to bridge the gap between humor and learning….”Clams are dumb.”  Never considered the intelligence of a clam before!

True Facts About The Octopus

I hope you have a lovely day.  Positive vibes through the wires!

7 July 2018 Proof and Drawing

Hello to you. In my thoughts this afternoon was the recent headlines about President Duterte from the Philippines in regards to the traditional view of God and religion. People may have some really interesting things to say about him with how he has been running the country. I don’t want to get into that. I want to focus on his demand for someone to give him proof of God.

What came to me is what I have had to explore on this subject myself. There have been many many times I have asked for proof from God. There have been many times my prayers were answered and many times there was a busy signal or it felt like getting God’s answering machine…being put on hold even.  I have had to learn to pray without expectations.

When it comes to proof of God’s existence it seems sometimes people are looking for a miracle or some sort of magic trick to instantly happen. They will pray, like I used to, for all these specific things and when their prayer isn’t answered, they often will blame God or develop a resentment. From what I’ve read, Duterte has a legitimate reason for having a resentment against traditional religion’s version of God. Why did this God not save him as a child from being harmed by a man of the church? ? (https://www.rt.com/news/374333-duterte-priests-molesting-homosexual/)

I wonder sometimes if suffering and going through these sorts of things are part of the molding and shaping of us for the roles we will later take in life. Would Duterte be President if he had a pleasant childhood?

I wonder sometimes as I look back on my own life if going through these types of things isn’t a sort of fork in the road. Is who you will end up being determined by how you choose to deal with the trials placed upon you? Some people will go right and become healers, positive role models and leaders in their fields, and some take a deep left and live a life of suffering, crime and prison.

“It’s all about choices” – message that came to me in a dream

I believe God is pure energy and doesn’t feel about anything like we do. The phrase “it is what it is” comes to mind. I believe to some degree, and have even dreamt about this, that it’s all about the choices we make. We are co-creators with this universal energy and our thoughts, feelings and actions play a role in what is manifested for us as individuals.

My Dad helped me get back on my path to God the day he and I were sitting in our backyard and we were talking about God. My Dad and Mom are long time Roman Catholics. Since I’ve been away from home and an adult, I no longer attend church. I do not fly under any one walk of faiths banner. It’s been hard for my parents but they know I still believe in God.

On that day, Dad and I agreed that God is in everything. That moment in time helped me feel closer to my Dad. On that day, my view of God evolved out of the pages of a book and traditional views to thinking of God as the energy that gives all of creation tangible form.

I agree with Duterte to some degree with his views. I also believe there is a universal intelligence, a consciousness that makes this existence possible. In my altered states of consciousness aka “episodes”, I have experienced this intelligence. I have seen it at work and been a part of it. I watched people, places, things, sequences of events all perfectly synchronized like they were being directed by some invisible director. Everything moving through time without real consciousness of what was happening.

Sitting under our baby oak tree this evening, I thought about sitting with Duterte and showing him the proof that I have found of God’s existence. I would put him in front of a mirror and say to him, “There is your proof.”

God is energy, everything is energy. Without energy we do not exist. I think Duterte is opening an important dialogue it’s time we all had together. 

Who or what is God (Universe, Source, Nature, Energy, or Gods/Goddesses) to you?  Is there a space in you that you keep trying to fill with worldly things and nothing works or helps for very long?  For me, that is the space of God.  Nothing of this world can fill that space….believe me I’ve tried!   

By the numbers:

16 18 15 15 6

P R O O F = 70/7 divided by 2 = 3.5 = 8/4/2/1 – proof is subjected to perception

7 15 4

G O D = 26/8/4/2/1

5 14 5 18 7 25

E N E R G Y = 74/11/2/1

16 5 18 3 5 16 20 9 15 14

P E R C E P T I O N = 121/4/2/1

https://www.philstar.com/headlines/2018/07/08/1831585/duterte-show-me-proof-god-exists-ill-resign

Duterte: Show me proof God exists, I’ll resign

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Edith Regalado (The Philippine Star) – July 8, 2018 – 12:00am

DAVAO CITY, Philippines — Show me your selfie with God and I will resign immediately.

President Duterte dared anyone who has gone to see God and have a selfie with Him to come back and prove the existence of God.

If this happens, then he would immediately step down from the presidency.

He told more than 1,000 participants at the 2018 National Science and Technology Week celebration held at the SMX Convention Center at SM Lanang Premiere the other night that he never said he does not believe in God.

“I tend to talk a lot about things…I believe in one supreme God…I never said I do not believe in God. I’m not agnostic and I’m not an atheist. I just happen to be a human being believing that there’s a universal mind somewhere which controls the universe,” the President added.

Duterte tackled once again the controversial issue on the existence of God rather than delve on science and technology which, he admitted, is not among his strongest points.

He clarified that what he was questioning is the logic of why is there so much agony, pain and injustice in the world.

“We’ll never really know until maybe God chooses the time for us to know the answer,” he said as he lambasted religions that ask money from people on the pretext of helping other people.

Duterte, who was criticized recently for his comments on religious matters, added that he would step down as the country’s President if someone is able to talk to God in heaven and have a selfie with Him.

“You do that today, one single witness that there is a guy, a human being, who’s able to talk and to see God. Of the so many billions that passed through Earth, I just need one. And if there is one, ladies and gentlemen, I will announce my resignation immediately,” he said.

The President questioned why God created a perfect paradise only to allow humans to be besmirched with malice and original sin, in a way questioning the theory of creation where Adam and Eve were tempted by a snake with an apple.

“So where is the logic of God there? You create a perfect (world) then you spoil it through a snake and an apple. And you give us the sin that we never even agreed to commit and that is the original sin,” Duterte added.

Meanwhile, a lay group has asked the Catholic Bishops’ Conference of the Philippines (CBCP) to issue a very strong statement condemning the blasphemy of President Duterte for calling God stupid.

In a letter they submitted to the CBCP’s 117th Plenary Assembly attended by 73 active and six retired bishops, the Purple Cross Movement (PCM) also asked their leaders to condemn extrajudicial killings in the country.

The group members, who wore sacks and covered their faces with mud, went to the Pope Pius XII Center in Manila to relay their request.

Aleta Tolentino, a PCM member, said they expect the bishops to issue at the end of their three-day plenary “a very strong statement condemning the blasphemy and to call on the faithful to reject such blasphemy and to speak out against it.”

Tolentino asked one of the security guards at the center to deliver to the bishops their two-page letter expressing their sadness over the events that have been taking place since Duterte took power.

They asked for wisdom and guidance from their Church leaders and to tell their flock “what is right and what is wrong.”

“If the President is disrespecting our church and our God, is that right or wrong? They should categorically tell us because we are listening to them, they should lead us,” Tolentino stressed.

The PCM also appealed to Duterte to end his war against illegal drugs as it denounced the killing of Catholic priests Mark Ventura, Tito Paez and Richmond Nilo.

“Your Eminences and Excellencies, they are killing our flock – even the most vulnerable children are not spared. They are killing our flock – the rule of law is disregarded, the leaders who fight relentlessly for truth and justice are viciously silenced, and the indigenous people who live peacefully in the land they have nurtured all their lives are oppressed. They are killing our flock – our freedom of speech, our right to information and the sacred guarantee of the Constitution to due process are now clear casualties,” the PCM said in their letter.

“We refuse to be defeated and just stand idly by. We choose to learn to do good; seek justice, correct oppression, bring justice to the fatherless and plead the widow’s cause,” they added.

They asked the prelates “to take your rightful place as God’s stewards of His Church. Reflection is a special time when God speaks to us and reveals Himself in silence, but from reflection comes action – a privilege and responsibility to represent God’s infinite love and justice.” – Evelyn Macairan

Read more at https://www.philstar.com/headlines/2018/07/08/1831585/duterte-show-me-proof-god-exists-ill-resign#kZ0H7x3AjGuyklav.99

7 July 2018 Mermaid Returns (chalk drawing) and Genome of Redwoods

Found some quotes I liked from the Daily Good site – http://www.dailygood.org/ :

Great art picks up where nature ends.
Marc Chagall

Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it’s thinking of yourself less.
C. S. Lewis

When we show our respect for other living things, they show respect for us.
Arapahoe Proverb

The only thing that will redeem mankind is cooperation.
Bertrand Russell

Water is life’s mater and matrix, mother and medium. There is no life without water.
Albert Szent-Gyorgyi, Hungarian biochemist and Nobel Prize Winner for Medicine

If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
Meister Eckhart

I hope this finds you well in mind, body and spirit as you visit here.  I’m in the ocean and in the woods today lool!  Going to try and go back to bed and see if I can get some sleep.  I seem to be experiencing a bit of insomnia which is uncommon for me.  In talking to several other people, this condition seems to be going around!

I hope no one minds me sharing this Interesting article.  I am grateful for CBS News for posting it.  Sometimes these positive stories get overlooked in all the negative “b.s” that usually permeates the headlines.  This morning I actually woke up with it on my mind!  I have wondered for the longest time if this type of thing was ever going to be done.  I have wondered why we aren’t doing autopsies on falling trees to find out their stories so we can do more to preserve them.  Looks like they are actually doing this now:

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/mapping-the-genome-of-redwoods/ar-AAzqj3W

CBS News

Mapping the genome of redwoods

Our liberties and traditions are rooted in history, as are some of our natural monuments along our West Coast. Lee Cowan reports our Cover Story:
Deep in one of California’s few remaining old-growth forests sat an oddity, popular with tourists since the 1880s: a giant sequoia so giant a tunnel was carved in its trunk.

Last year that tree toppled over during a storm. It was estimated to be around a thousand years old.

It – and others redwoods like it – are a testament to how much we are fascinated by these ancient evergreen, but it’s also a reminder of how much we’ve abused them.

“It looked like the redwoods were a limitless resource, that we could never possibly cut all of them down,” said Ranger Alex Tabone. “We needed those for houses and lumber camps, and mine shaft tunnel shore-up poles.”

a person standing next to a tree in a forest: Correspondent Lee Cowan with Ranger Alex Tabone at Big Basin Redwoods State Park in California.

© Provided by CBS Interactive Inc. Correspondent Lee Cowan with Ranger Alex Tabone at Big Basin Redwoods State Park in California. Tabone is a ranger at the very first state park in California – Big Basin Redwoods State Park – about 65 miles south of San Francisco.

It’s been a park since 1902, ever since a photographer named Andrew P. Hill led the first of its kind conservation charge to protect these giants – like what’s now called the Father of the Forest tree.

“It was probably only going to be another six months to a year before all of these old-growth trees were standing in right now, would have been gone,” said Tabone.

While those trees were saved, other old growth groves were not so lucky. In a 1965 CBS News documentary, our own Charles Kuralt reported on the rush to turn some of the last remaining redwood forests either into lumber or to clear them out of the way to make room for a highway.

“A hundred years ago the great original Redwood forest covered two million acres along the California coast,” Kuralt said, “but more than two-thirds of the virgin redwood trees are gone.”

Their loss was lamented even then. One woman told CBS News, “The more you can preserve of this, the better. I don’t think that the world needs any more freeways. Pretty soon you’re just going to end up with a bunch of roads with no place to go on ’em.”

The final tally: 95% of California’s original Redwood forest was logged, wiped clean, leaving only giant stumps as reminders of what had stood here for so long.

And it’s not as if threat is entirely over. Even today, only about a quarter of the coast redwood habitat is protected from commercial logging and development.

Those that remain stand as cathedrals of nature. Some have been here long before Columbus landed in the Americas, and tower some 30 stories tall.

Cowan asked, “What’s it like when you’re here and you see someone that’s never been in a redwood forest before to come here and see this?”

“That’s the best, that is the best,” replied Sam Hodder, president and CEO of the non-profit Save the Redwoods League.

“What do they say?”

“Usually it’s something along the lines of ‘Aaaahhhhhh my God!” he laughed.

a close up of a tree: Lee Cowan and Sam Hodder in a ferry ring of densely-populated redwood trees.

© Provided by CBS Interactive Inc. Lee Cowan and Sam Hodder in a ferry ring of densely-populated redwood trees. His organization’s founders started buying up forest land a hundred years ago, but much of it is younger forests that aren’t maturing as big or as fast as some conservationists would like to see.

“We’re working with redwood forests that have been clear cut multiple times, and are growing back with such a density of stems, that they’re crowding each other out,” Hodder said. “It becomes a thicket of spindly trees that don’t get enough sunlight, that don’t get enough water. … There’s too much competition.”

So, there’s a subtle shift underway from forest conservation to forest restoration – which includes one idea that may have you scratching your heads: logging.

Over the next five years, Save the Redwoods League will be working to thin over 10,000 acres of smaller trees in order to give the remaining redwoods more space, more nutrients, and more light – in order to grow faster.

“Just like in a garden where you prune to accelerate the growth of the dominant plants, you need to thin,” said Hodder.,

But figuring out which of these precious trees stay and which ones go is no easy decision.

“We treat all the trees like they’re the same, but they’re really, really not,” said League scientist Emily Burns. She and University of California at Davis professor David Neale are trying to unlock the genetic secrets of some of the oldest living things on the planet.

Cowan asked, “So, as old as they are, and as iconic as they are, we don’t really know that much about them?”

“They’re the strong silent type,” Burns said. “And so we have to use science to help decode what’s going on with these trees.”

Last year in two labs – one at UC Davis, the other at Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore – they began the complex task of mapping the redwood genome, to uncover Nature’s blueprint that is as unique to every tree as our own genetic makeup is to us.

“You have to have a parts lists to understand whether anything is the same or different than it was before,” said Neale. “The parts list for redwoods did not exist.”

“It is a daunting task though, right?”

“Yeah, we won’t be able to do it overnight, you know? I mean it might take a few years, but it’s achievable.”

We as humans have three billion pairs of DNA – pretty complicated. But the coast redwood has some 30 billion base pairs.

“But I thought we were the most complex organisms on Earth?” asked Cowan.

“Well, no, you should rethink that!” Neale laughed.

It all starts with the redwood’s cones – and the seeds embedded in them, high up in the canopy, where someone has to make their way all the way up and pluck them off by hand. It’s from the seeds where the DNA is extracted, one scalpel cut at a time.

a close up of a tree: Plucking cones from the tops of redwood trees, some 200-300 feet in the air.©

Provided by CBS Interactive Inc. Plucking cones from the tops of redwood trees, some 200-300 feet in the air. Millions of little pieces of DNA, the chemical building blocks of life, are all sequenced, and then fed into a powerful computer. “Basically you take a puzzle and you throw it on the floor, and now you have to put it back together,” Neale said.

The $2.6 million project has been funded by mostly private donations. When it’s done, scientists will have mapped enough of the genome in enough trees to help identify the kinds that are the most resilient and likely to live a nice long life.

“Within a hundred years we absolutely can set these forests on a healthy trajectory where they have many of the characteristics we’re looking for in old growth,” Burns said.

Call it a nurturing nudge from science, all to save what John Steinbeck once called “ambassadors from another time.”

“When so much of the conversation today is about what we’ve lost – the damming of the world’s waterways, the receding glaciers – we have in the redwoods a sense of hope,” said Hodder. “And we can truly leave the world better than we found it.”

a close up of a tree: The "Father of the Forest" redwood tree.

© Provided by CBS Interactive Inc. The “Father of the Forest” redwood tree.       For more info:

Big Basin Redwoods State Park, Boulder Creek, Calif.Save the Redwoods LeagueDavid Neale, College of Biological Sciences, UC Davis        Story produced by Mark Hudspeth.

In order to restore old-growth giants like those in California's Big Basin Redwoods State Park, scientists are studying the DNA of the coast redwood tree and its relative, the giant sequoia.: redwood-trees-promo.jpg

© CBS News redwood-trees-promo.jpg

6 July 2018 Thank you and Poems

I don’t need many words for what I want to say to the God of my understanding other than “Thank you for the rain!” 

A couple of poems from Kyle and my past to share:

Raining Time – Kyle Wygant March 13 2002

Washing away the ground

In a triumphant descent

Littering the sky with muted mutiny

Filling every the very holes

Meant to remain unspoiled

Gushing down the walls of time

Winding, whirling and dodging

Pummeling down on the ledges

Of the newly founded changes

Brought down from on high

To rinse away the tainted soil

While nourishing the newly

Undamaged ground

 

Untitled – 28 June 2006 by Jackie Schmidt

Before me the road is cleared of trees and any vision of the past

The view out of me is blank and clear

Behind me lies the wreckage twisted and sharp

Painful to touch, painful to feel it brings tears easily to my eyes

Sometimes these new days are so bright I am blinded in my happiness

I find at times I cannot believe what unfolds can be real and true

Can these blessings really be for me in all that I have been?

I spread my arms wide and the rain falls

I lift my head to the heavens and sun shines

I kneel down and the earth trembles

I look around me and the walls fall down

All is layed bare and new; the earth scoured clean the lion roars

From behind the curtain of uncertainty the doors of eternity open

Before me now the shadow passes and light is left in it’s wake

The White Tree shimmers in the dew slipped dawn

There are no leaves just shimmering silver

A new Hope for a new time……..

 

Some interesting results here!

18 1 9 14

R A I N = 42/6/3 cycle (of course!)

20 8 21 14 4 5 18

T H U N D E R = 90/9 cycle

12 9 7 8 20 14 9 14 7

L I G H T N I N G = 100/1

5 July 2018 Mermaid (drawing) and I Am Of The Water (poem)

5 July 2018 – I got around to drawing a mermaid for my friend Cindy this afternoon. Not too bad!

I Am Of The Water – Jackie

All my being flows with the currents swift

Twisting and turning

Fellow beings of the waters give my red tendrils a lift

My song tip toes across the peaks of the waves to the shore

I sit on the rocky cliffs

Taking in the endless rippling horizon I adore

I am of the water, my soul is the sea

Just close your eyes and dream

And you will find me…..

 

13 5 18 13 1 9 4

M E R M A I D = 63/9 cycle – interesting!

23 1 20 5 18

W A T E R = 67/13/4/2/1

5 July 2018 Milk Glass Vase, Watching a Different Sort of Darren Criss, The Practice of Walking (Daily Good)

Hello to you.  Just a quick visit.  I’m really tired.  I haven’t had much sleep the past couple of days.  We had a really nice visit with Kyle’s family yesterday and that of course included lots of furry people too.  It was just nice to get caught up as we hadn’t seen each other in several months.  They understood that it was best to steer clear of us until my cycle was over.  So we had burgers and chicken from the grill, some potato and macaroni salads, the blueberry pie Beth made from scratch and my chocolate pudding pie.  We played  a round of Yahtzee and Kyle and his Dad were the only ones to actually roll Yahtzee’s lol!  There were far too many zero’s on my score sheet but it was so fun to play together.  I like the sound of the dice in the cup when you shake it for your roll lol!  I like my dice shaken but not stirred lool!

What is Yahtzee?

Yahtzee

Yahtzee
Yahtzee is a dice game made by Milton Bradley, which was first marketed as Yatzie by the National Association Service of Toledo, Ohio, in the early 1940s. Yatzie was included in a game set called LUCK – 15 Grand Dice Games. It was marketed under the name of Yahtzee by game entrepreneur Edwin S. Lowe in 1956. Lowe is also responsible for introducing Bingo to the U.S. market. The game is a development of earlier dice games such as Poker Dice, Yacht and Generala. It is also similar to Yatzy, which is popular in Scandinavia
This mornings drawing isn’t what I had wrote myself a note to draw.  I was supposed to draw a mermaid for my dear Cindy! I will be sure to do that after I’m rested so she actually looks like a mermaid!  I’m not firing on all cylinders lol!  One of the two milk glass pieces my Aunt Ruth gave me that belonged to my Grandparents made it into things today.  When you think of milk glass do you immediately think about dipping an oreo or something in a glass of milk?  Well there is a type of glass that is actually called Milk glass:

5 July 2018 Milk glass vase that belonged to Grandma and Grandpa Becker Alvarado TX

https://www.countryliving.com/shopping/antiques/g2965/milk-glass-facts/ – a vase like the one I have is actually in this article, valued at about $10.  It’s worth much more in sentimental value of course!
“Opaque Glass originated in 16th century Venice and came in a variety of colors, including white, pink, yellow, blue, and brown. The white variety beloved today rose to prominence during the Victorian era, when 
it was coveted as an economic dead-ringer for porcelain. (The Victorians also get credit for coining the term “milk glass.”) Its production and popularity waned during the Great Depression but saw a resurgence after World War II. Thanks to a frenzy of mass production during the 1950s and 1960s from companies such as Anchor Hocking, Fenton, and Westmoreland, the mid-century finds are readily available today—many for mere milk money. Here are some pretty pieces to add to your own collection.”
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Last night Mom Beth and I stayed up late and watched about half of The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story starring Darren Criss (Blaine from Fox show Glee):https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Assassination_of_Gianni_Versace:_American_Crime_Story

The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story is the second season of the FX true crime anthology television series American Crime Story. The season premiered on January 17, 2018,[1][2] and concluded on March 21, 2018. It consists of a total of 9 episodes,[3] and explores the murder of designer Gianni Versace by spree killer Andrew Cunanan, based on Maureen Orth‘s book Vulgar Favors: Andrew Cunanan, Gianni Versace, and the Largest Failed Manhunt in U.S. History.[2][4]

I normally don’t like to watch television shows with gun violence or based on real stories.  I used to but with the way things have gotten in this country, I don’t need it in my entertainment too.  This said, this was Darren Criss and Beth and I both have an appreciation for him ever since his role as Blaine on Glee.  While it was strangely delightful watching him dance around in a Speedo at one point, it was equally awful watching him murder people and be the kind of human being he was asked to be for this part.  At least they didn’t do the cardinal sin of showing the harming of a dog (physically.)  Ryan Murphy was at the helm of this production.  You could tell.  He knows how to do character development almost too well!  There were times as I was watching that I squirmed, felt a great awkwardness with watching Darren as Andrew being a sociopath and just never telling the truth.  I was physically uncomfortable, cringed and just felt so mortified for the people being portrayed that had once been alive and how Darren Criss’s character Andrew Cunanan destroyed them.

The last I saw of the show last night was the part that brought Beth and I both to tears and it was enough that I don’t know if I could watch anymore of the series.  It’s when he killed the young architect David Madson.  Ryan really put together a sequence for this that just really brought home the message that David was someone’s little boy once and he was dearly loved.   No matter how his Dad felt about David being gay, he loved him more than anything. 

Like I said, I don’t indulge and or relish watching gun violence in most everything now.  When the violent parts happened in the show, I kept saying to Beth, “this is why I like to watch baking and home decorating shows!”  I see someone being hurt, it’s like it’s happening to me.  This said, this scene I am sharing isn’t all about that.  It’s a painfully poignant scene where Andrew is gunning David down and in this process David is transported to one of his most special memories with his Dad.  He realizes he shouldn’t be there again but it brings him peace in the middle of yet another terrifying bit of time with Andrew and just before he dies:

American Crime Story Versace 2×04- Andrew kills David ( Ending Scene)

How do you smudge your soul after channeling someone like Andrew Cunanan?  I see young actors like Darren, Jonathan Rhys Meyers and others who take on these very dark aspects of human nature and I worry about them.  What is the aftercare for their soul after exposing it to such horror?  Even if it is “just pretend?”  I imagine it is probably therapeutic to some degree to be able to “let loose” of the shadow self.  I know when I’m allowed to really yell, scream or release anger I feel better afterwards but how do you bring things back to balance afterwards?  We’ve seen many instances of actors who just couldn’t get back to balance.  It’s very rare that someone can channel such a villain and not implode or explode afterwards.  People like Christopher Lee, Anthony Hopkins, Alan Rickman, Liam Neeson and Mads Mikkelsen don’t come along too often!

It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
Frederick Douglas

Great article topic from the daily good to share!

http://www.dailygood.org/2018/07/05/the-practice-of-walking/this is one of the most important things in my sanity toolkit.  A 40 min walk is great therapy!

But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations. –Gwyn Thomas

 

The Practice of Walking

–by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee & Hilary Hart, syndicated from heartfulnessmagazine.com, Jul 05, 2018

In the busy-ness of our contemporary life, we are drawn into ceaseless activity that often separates us from the deeper dimension of ourselves. With our smartphones and computer screens, we often remain caught on the surface of our lives amidst the noise and chatter that continually distract us, that stops us from being rooted in our true nature. Unaware we are drowned deeper and deeper in a culture of soulless materialism.

At this time I find it more and more important to have outer activities that can connect us to what is more natural and help us live in relationship to the deep root of our being, and in an awareness of the moment which alone can give real meaning to our everyday existence. Over the years I have developed a number of simple practices that bring together action and a quality of heart-centered attention, or deepening awareness, that can nourish our lives in hidden ways. These activities, like walking, cooking with love and attention, can reconnect us with the web of life, our natural interconnection with life in its beauty and wonder. They can help us ‘declutter’ our outer life and instead become rooted in what is simple and real. One of these practices, which combines action with awareness, is walking.


Walk as if you are kissing
the Earth with your feet.

—Thich Nhat Hanh


I have always loved to walk early in the morning, to sense the Earth at the beginning of a day, to feel Her pulse, Her beauty and magic, before thoughts and demands clutter my day. Waking early, I have a hot cup of tea, meditate in silence, and then, as soon as the first light comes, I walk down the hill to the road beside the wetlands where I live. Sometimes the frost is sparkling around me, sometimes the water is clouded with fog, an egret appearing white against the reeds. This is another time of silent meditation, walking, breathing, feeling the Earth. I try to be as empty as possible, just to be present in the half-light, aware of what is around me. Prayer, meditation, presence, awareness – these are just words for a practice that immerses me in a mystery we call nature. Here the sacred speaks to me in its own language, and I try to listen.

Now I live beside the wetlands, and the tidal water is part of this meeting, this communion. Other times, in other landscapes, it has been rivers and streams, the sounds of waterfowls’ wings, the dawn rising across meadows. Or in forests, a different bird chorus, animals skittering across the path, a deer and her young. Always it is a listening awareness, a deep receptivity to what is around me, an honoring of a world other than people. It is a remembrance of what is essential, elemental, and its nourishment carries me through the day. It is a return to the sacred, sensed and felt, without words or thoughts – a primal consciousness as if of the first day.

This is a practice that has been with me since my teens – when I first started to meditate I also needed to walk. It was not taught or learned, but came as a need, a way to be, an antidote to much of the world around me – a world of people and problems, demands and desires. When one foot follows the other and the day has hardly begun, it seems these demands cannot touch me, as if I am immersed in something simpler, more essential. Placing each foot on the earth is a practice, but a practice that comes from my own roots, not a book or a teacher. Later I came to hear it called “walking in a sacred manner,” and it is sacred, a return to what is sacred. But it also is deeper or more primal than any purpose. Nature speaks to me and I listen. Nature calls and something deep within me responds, and I just need to give it space. I am part of a life far greater than any ‘me’.



The Earth gives us sustenance: the air we breathe, the food we eat. She is generous in so many ways, even as we forget Her and abuse Her. But there is also this deeper nourishment, this invisible, intangible giving. My early morning walk is a communion – if I am receptive, it is a wine drunk deeply. It comes through Her landscape, moss dripping from the trees, white and pink blossoms welcoming spring, the cry of a sea bird. Those first rays of sunrise are always a blessing. I do not understand this with my mind, but my soul feels it, needs it. Once again we are back at the beginning, in that elemental world we never truly leave. Our present culture may have forgotten it, disowned it, covered it over, may pretend we no longer need this communion, but my soul and my feet know otherwise. This is the landscape of the soul as much as it is the wetlands stretching towards the ocean. But it is also any landscape we walk. A walk on city streets is made of the same elements: feet touching ground, the rhythm of walking, breathing, the same sky overhead, the wind touching the face.

I would like to say it is easy, but so often I have to remember to reconnect, to empty the clutter of the coming day from my mind, my everyday thoughts. I have to stay in a place of awareness, sense my feet, feel the air, listen. I have to remember that I am not separate but part of everything around me. I have to push aside this great myth of separation, the great untruth. We are the air we breathe, the earth we touch, the same one life, alive in so many ways. We are the Earth awakening in the early morning, just as we are the buds breaking into color in the spring. To be fully alive is to feel how we are part of this embracing mystery. My morning walk is a remembrance, a reconnection, experienced in the body and felt in the soul.


So often I have to remember to reconnect,
to empty the clutter of the coming day from my mind,
my everyday thoughts.
I have to stay in a place of awareness,
sense my feet, feel the air, listen.
I have to remember that I am not separate
but part of everything around me.


Walking Practice


Walking reinforces our connection to the Earth, one step at a time. Attuning to the rhythms of one’s feet, the swaying of one’s arms, the in and out of breath, the ways walking moves us through time and space, helps develop this relationship, reminding us consciously and unconsciously just how much a part of nature we are. Nature is cyclic and rhythmic, and walking – when we are not focused on where we are going – attunes us to this non-linear reality.

Walking practice is perhaps best begun alone, when the intimacy of nature’s communication can be sensed without distraction. Just as when we meet a lover in the early part of a relationship, we do not want to share that meeting with others. Choose a time when you can be alone, when listening, hearing, and sensing can take place. Perhaps the start or the end of the day, before life’s clamoring takes hold or after it lets go. Lunchtime or an afternoon break from work might be more difficult, but if that is the time available, then make sure the walk is long enough for you to let go of work thoughts or tensions of the day.

Turn off the cell phone, or better yet, leave it at home or the office. There is a way that the vulnerabilities that come with being alive have been squelched by our daily-life safety tools, like cell phones. If you can be without the protection and constant access they provide, try it. Social media will not miss documentation from your walk.

Find a park or a path through quiet woods if you can. Let the rhythm of your steps soothe your mind and create a space for listening. Feel how your feet connect with the earth, how the air moves through your lungs. Follow your attention as it is drawn inward and outward both – to the inner movements of your body and to the feeling of warmth or cold, the sight of birds, the sound of a distant plane. Let your thoughts and impressions move through and out, as part of the natural rhythm of walking. Just as we come back to the breath in silent meditation, return your attention to your feet and their meeting and letting go of the ground.

Commit to walking every day if you can. Walk without expectation, with an attitude of openness and gratitude. If you feel a longing inside you – a need to connect, a desire to be closer to nature – let it motivate and guide you.

The nineteenth-century existential philosopher Søren Kierkegaard once wrote in a letter to his niece, “Every day, I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness. I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.”


Syndicated from Heartfulness MagazineLLEWELLYN VAUGHAN-LEE & HILARY HART explore the contemplative, spiritual value of walking in Nature, and share with us a simple walking practice.

 

 

 

4 July 2018 Unity

https://translate.google.com/ – handy tool I’ve been using so I can enjoy posts from folks here in their home languages

Hello to you – hope this finds you well today.  It’s a holiday for us here in the states.  We plan to celebrate with family – cook out and visit.  My favorite part of any holiday is sharing good food and catching up with people I haven’t seen in awhile!

Holidays are a time to express a micro version of what the world could be but isn’t quite yet – one big family.  World unity is probably a word to chalk up to the ancient dreams of Utopia but definitely a prize to seek.  It is a vision I’ve always had to see the celebration of all our differences.  The people of this world working as a family.  Each bringing their unique pieces of thread and fabric to construct the world quilt.  For all the ways we are different, there are so many more ways we are just the same.

Source Internet: World Quilt

http://www.worldprayers.org/prayerwheel/index.html 

The spin of the World Prayer wheel gave me this, I think it’s beautiful.  I had to read it through aloud more than once as the language style is not what I’m used to reading or writing: 

A faintish journey do I make
As through this frazzled world I wind,
With heavy heart and weary steps,
But with determined mind.

Beseech I for a flicker of
The faith than can a mountain move,
And hold that tenet close to me,
Believing where I cannot prove.

The pow’r that comes when sinking low
To man who grasps for straw or rope,
Will clutch til has he breath no more
For where there’s life, there’s hope.

If my good turn be given to
My fellow man’s deficiency,
I’ll try to share my lowly gifts
Of Faith and Hope and Charity.

faith, hope, and charity – anne shannon demarest – 1965
Interesting results with the words today:

21 14 9 20 25

U N I T Y = 89/17/8/4/2/1

21 20 15 16 9 1

U T O P I A = 82/10/1

4 9 6 6 5 18 5 14 20

D I F F E R E N T  = 87/15/6/3 cycle – makes sense it would be a endless cycle

19 1 13 5

S A M E = 38/11/2/1

1 12 9 11 5

A L I K E = 38/11/2/1

23 15 18 12 4

W O R L D = 72/9 divided by 2 = 4.5 = 9 cycle – makes sense to divide the world would create a cycle and not a positive one.

17 21 9 12 20

Q U I L T = 79/16/7 divided by 2 = 3.5 = 8/4/2/1 – a quilt is made of many parts of various pieces of cloth

2 12 1 14 11 5 20

B L A N K E T = 65/11/2/1 – I was curious!  A quilt eventually becomes a blanket

My deepest condolences to Tina Turner at the loss of her son Craig.  No mother should have to lose her child this way.

https://www.msn.com/en-us/music/celebrity/tina-turners-son-dead-of-apparent-suicide/ar-AAzxNKo?li=BBnb7Kz&OCID=ansmsnnews11

Tina Turner’s eldest son, Craig Raymond Turner, has died of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound.

TMZ reported that authorities arrived at Craig’s Studio City, Calif., home around noon on July 3 and found his body.

Craig, 59, was pronounced dead at the scene. He was in the real estate business in the Los Angeles area.

Craig was born in 1958 when his famous mother was 18 years old. His biological father is a musician named Raymond Hill. After Tina married Ike Turner, Ike adopted Craig as his own.

Tina is currently in Paris attending events associated with Paris Fashion Week events. On Tuesday, she stepped out for the Giorgio Armani Prive Haute Couture Fall/Winter 2018-2019 show.

3 July 2018 Repurposing

Hello to you this HOT Texas afternoon.  Oh my goodness it’s summer lol.  I can’t believe I could forget how toasty and crunchy this time of the year can be.  At least the Cicada’s sing to me all day 🙂

As you may or may not remember, earlier this year I was not myself.  During this time Kyle was tested sorely and one of my precious crystals got tossed really hard on the pavement.  It was just one of the many things that were nearly destroyed when time in the Anger Room in Dallas (https://www.angerroom.com/) would have served us better!  Well we’ve managed to mend our relationship as we always do.  In celebration of our progress, today I decided to try and repurpose or fix the crystal he tossed.  I had saved some of the main pieces and thought it would be neat to soften the rough edges with shells we collected on our wedding cruise to Puerto Rico, to St. Martin in particular.  I know some would cringe at the thought of doing this to a quartz crystal ball but I am very pleased with her new look.  She looks like a queen now and is a fusion of land and sea!

I’m so grateful Kyle has stuck around despite the stormy times we’ve had together.  I’m so grateful he about as unconditionally as is humanly possible loves me and the person I am….as changeable as that can be sometimes!

For those who celebrate the 4th of July, hope you have a great day.  Remember if you have furry loved ones to make sure they are secure before the firework displays start.  They have much better hearing than we do!  We’ve already had a lot of dogs and cats running away around here because of the loud noises.

http://www.wafb.com/story/38566600/vets-warn-pet-owners-about-fireworks-shows-4th-of-july

BATON ROUGE, LA (WAFB) –

Before you shoot off fireworks over the Independence Day holiday, think about your pets.

RELATED: Where you can and can’t shoot off fireworks

Doctors with the LSU Veterinary School of Medicine are warning owners about the dangers of fireworks shows. They say pets like dogs, cats, and livestock have enhanced hearing and are easily startled by the loud noises.

“They have very sensitive hearing, so it’s a lot harder for them to hear and see that than it is for us,” said Dr. Nancy Welborn. “And they don’t know it’s coming, so it’s scary. So the best thing, one, is never take pets to a fireworks show.”

Dr. Welborn says pets will run off and can get lost. She says it’s best to let your pet find a safe spot inside and stay there until the show is over.

“My dog, my personal dog, he hides in a closet, and it’s dark in there. I kind of close the door and he’s fine,” Dr. Welborn said. “They can pick their spot where they want to be.”

Dr. Welborn recommends that if you pet is overly anxious, you consider medication to relieve stress. But you must consult your veterinarian before administering any kind of drug.

Also, make sure your pet has a collar. Microchips are even better, because then you can easily track your pet if they get scared and run off.

Doctors also say you need to keep livestock in mind. Horses and cattle are easily startled, so if you are about to start a fireworks show, make sure it’s a safe distance away from any livestock.

Copyright 2018 WAFB. All rights reserved.

3 July 2018 Molting – The Humble Cicada

Hello and good morning.  Hope this finds you doing well today.  I’m cooling down after deciding to cut what there is of a lawn right now.  It’s really hot and dry and no rain in the forecast for us that I know of.  Hopefully the sweat of my labors helped me earn my place here today.  There is a funny meme I saw recently about sweat.  It’s a picture of a person sweating and the quote says, “My fat is crying.”  My fat needs to cry some more I think!

I had an interesting dream before waking this morning.  It was about people who could alter time.  I remember the song The Reflex (of all songs right?!) was playing during the dream.  There was a sweet little British boy watching the process while I was there.  He asked them, “Do I survive?” I heard a voice say to him, “No.”  Then there was a woman who looked like Glen Close hugging him and saying something about his being able to do it again. 

This dream put an ache in my heart for the little boy whoever he was.  Then fast forward to me finishing cutting the lawn and glancing at the door to our fence.  There was the molting of a Cicada there.  I absolutely love these feisty beings.  I call them my little shaman of the trees with the music they make in summer.

Nature always finds a way to show me, “this isn’t all there is.”  When our journey in these forms is finished, insects like the Cicada remind me that all we do is just transform into something new.  We become so much more than we used to be.  The cycle of life in nature gives that eternal gift to us – all God’s promises are fulfilled.   Like what the woman told the little boy in my dream, he would be able to do it again.

“Look and see”

Cicada Molting

3 9 3 1 4 1

C I C A D A = 21/3 cycle (of course!)

The Reflex – I didn’t link song as it’s already stuck in my head LOL!

The reflex
The reflex
The reflex
The reflex

You’ve gone too far this time
But I’m dancing on the Valentine
I tell you somebody’s fooling around
With my chances on the danger line

I’ll cross that bridge when I find it
Another day to make my stand, oh woah
High time is no time for deciding
If I should find a helping hand, oh woah

Why don’t you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time, don’t lose it

Oh, why don’t you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time, don’t lose it

The reflex is an only child, who’s waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover, isn’t that bizarre?
And every little thing the reflex does
Leaves you answered with a question mark

I’m on a ride and I want to get off
But they won’t slow down the roundabout
I sold the Renoir and TV set
Don’t wanna be around when this gets out

So, why don’t you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time, don’t lose it

Why don’t you use it?

The reflex is an only child, he’s waiting in the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover, isn’t that bizarre?
And every little thing the reflex does
Leaves an answer with a question mark, play

So, why don’t you use it?
Try not to bruise it
Buy time, don’t lose it

The reflex is an only child who’s waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover, isn’t that bizarre?
And every little thing the reflex does
Leaves me answered with a question mark

Oh, the reflex, what a game, he’s hiding all the cards
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in the dark

Songwriters: ANDY TAYLOR,JOHN TAYLOR,NICK RHODES,ROGER ANDREW TAYLOR,SIMON LE BON
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
For non-commercial use only.
Data from: LyricFind
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