When was the last time you:

 Slept in a darkened room with nothing covering your window? Where you see earth’s coverings presented to you like a wonderful Mural upon your wall.

AND, when and if was the last time you:

Slept with you window open even just an inch of a crack? And the snow is falling with a gentle wind blowing some flakes upon you in your bed.

And, when was the last time you:

Stayed in bed and awoke before the sunrise and watched the darkness of the night drift away and become a brand new day?

And when was the last time you spent one whole day with silence? No: TV, Stereo, Music, computer?

And when was the last time you:

Conversed with your soul, your heart – your spirit?

And when was the last time you:

Bothered to speak to God?

Today is a new lesson.  The binding of my lesson book is bulging but never seems to lose the space to keep adding more and more to it.  I am now 58 years on our home called ‘Mother Earth’ and I am daily amazed at what I notice… that I didn’t the day before.  There is so much to see and feel and learn.  All of this increases my awareness of my soul, spirit, and heart. 

I’ve always felt a little bit different than others.  Like my thoughts are not aligned with the masses.  That, however, has not dissuaded me from letting them settle within me.  I have not and will not shovel it out because they are different.  They, are not weeds.  And, speaking of weeds.. who decided they are not good?  Believe it or not, I love a dandelion.  How is it that God created something we should kill?  Ponder that one.

6/16/2013  I got nothin’

6/23/2013

My days since May 24^th, last day at work have been filled with ideas, thoughts, and soul searching.   So many emotions, like the many flavors of ice cream now offered.  I find that my challenge is letting each idea-thought, complete in its entirety before entertaining the next.  Like how I have had to discipline myself when I am creating by crocheting.  I have a tendency to keep thinking about my next design and embellishing, visualizing how it will look and how I will complete it.  I am now learning to file it away and concentrate on the design at hand. 

What I am coming to know is that my mind is extremely active and tends to bounce around.  I will try to explain what I mean with this:  It’s like when you take a bottle of those soap bubbles and take the wand, dip it in and gently blow… all those bubbles floating around in my head.  All those thoughts, ideas.  I try really hard to catch all of them but the pop.. and I thought they are completely gone with nothing left behind.  But, now I believe each and every one of them indeed leaves behind that minuscule hint, droplet of the thought it held.  All I have to do is imagine placing a drop of water on it and  the bubble coming back to life and reveal its secret.

To give you a hint on how amazing my life has become, I took a bit of a break after the last paragraph.  I went out on my balcony and sat in my chair.  I rested my head on the back of the chair and just gazed up at the beautiful blue sky.  And low and behold… it looked like there were all these bubbles just a floating around!  Yes, it did happen.

That experience right there gave me confirmation that I am on the right path.  That my thoughts are aligning and indeed, I should write it all down.

The sun is shining so bright into my eyes I can barely see what I am doing. I gaze out my window and see that the lake appears now to have small pools of water. Some are reflecting a cloud floating by, in the sky. Others look like paintings of trees. And then there are pools that appear to be ice.
Shall I go ice-skating? Don’t know how, but today might be the day I try. Wait I have no skates. Good thing, for the pools that appear to be ice are actually the waters of the lake reaching for the sun’s heat Anxious for the ducks and geese to wallow within it’s body.

There is a ladybug on my window! Now she has moved to the window frame. I imagine the window is like an icebox and she doesn’t realize it is yet to be winter. Guess even ladybugs get confused in their life and do something ‘crazy’. Maybe it is God’s little message to me that everyone sometimes falls in this life, even God’s creations of others. Bugs included. Ha Ha. That’s a good one God!
Now a cloud is hiding the sun. Brrrr, it looks so cold but here comes the sun once again.
This is a movie, everyday a new movie. Each day’s holds a different plot. There are never any re-runs. I love to watch the movie of nature each and every day. Now I notice a stream of water flowing in the street next to the curb. When the sunshines, the path of water sparkles like diamonds… mmm my day is filled with diamonds and they are free!

Some of the snow is appearing dark gray. Funny how in the late winter the snow turns gray and rather ugly. Nature is so sick of wearing white and desperate for the birth of spring. Mother Earth knows it is almost time for winter’s funeral and she wears her dark outfits in respect of it’s passing.
Soon the opposite will appear and nature will wear its spring outfits of blooming tulips and daffodils. The trees will be adorned with sprouts of leaves appearing to me as jewelry. Everyday their outfits will change and they’ll wear more and more colors.

Then into the summer she dances…she reveals herself completely and shows off her confidence and awareness that she is so lucky and beautiful. She invites us all to wander about herself, to touch to pluck to lay in the vastness of her inviting body. To roll and roll and roll upon her as if she is dough and you, the rolling pin readying the dough to be shaped, baked and plucked away to keep for a rainy day.
Then suddenly she is the brightest she can possibly be. She can’t find anymore colorful outfits. Except for one. The one she wears last. The brilliant fall of her wardrobe. And her summer outfits droop to the earth’s grass while the trees take over the color and appear to be wearing a beautiful hat with every shade of yellow, red, orange even purple. Did you ever think that the colors of summers end, fall, look so wonderful yet, you would never ever where all those colors at once? Maybe we should!

So, back to my picture window. The clouds have overtaken the sun and the day is slowing creeping into the end of today’s movie. Soon the credits will flow into the edge of sight and our evening feature will play.
I’ll save that for another day!