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Make Time For People

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Sometimes we need to drop everything and pay attention to the people around us.  Cleaning can be done at any time, but people, when in need, need us now, not when it’s more convenient.  Have you ever had a friend just call to chat because they needed a kind listener, but you’ve got plans to fix up your home, clean out your closets or such and you’re torn between getting done what’s on your list or connecting with them?

You know what the heartfelt decision is, right?

People first.

Did I even need to tell you that?  Or did you already innately know the answer? 

I think we get so caught up in our lives that we don’t make time for those who may need us, but don’t want to bother anyone with their feelings of sadness.  That tentative, I’m just calling to say hi, can sometimes be a disguise to a more needy version of help me, I’m falling apart.  It is with discretion that we need to answer those types of calls because we never know what someone else is going through in their lives.

Sadness can be masked in so many different ways.  Superwomen/Supermen that we are, we don’t share when times get tough for fear of gossip or being seen as weak or worrying what someone will think when sharing our deepest secrets.  But there comes a time when we need to share with a trusted friend.

There was a saying going around on Facebook recently.  Due to a recent suicide in our community, it went like this:

My door is always open. My house is safe. Coffee can be on in minutes, and the kitchen table is a place of peace and non-judgment. Anyone who needs to chat is welcome anytime. It’s no good suffering in silence. I have food in the fridge, coffee and tea in the cabinet, and something stronger if you need it. Listening ears, and shoulders to cry on. I will always be available…you are always welcome!! This is an old value that has been lost to technology…a text, facetime, or emoji is not the equivalent! (but can still help/is better than not reaching out at all),  You are never really alone and suicide is never the answer.
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There’s something touching with this post that I read countless times.  I just hope for heaven’s sake that people just aren’t copying/pasting and not meaning what they say.  For there are times in all of our lives when we just need a friend to lean on.

We recently had a young person pass away by suicide which rocked the community.  Love and support filled post after post which made my heart sad because I wished he had been able to get help from someone.  I know that sometimes there is not enough help for certain situations, but being me, I always hope for healing, for peace and for love.  And I know you do too.

So the next time you get an inconvenient offer for coffee or a drink or a walk, please say yes.  There are many hours in the day to get your list checked off, but you may be the much needed missing piece for healing in someone else’s day.

Shine On!

xo

 

 

 

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Genius!

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Gadzooks!  Eureka!  That’s genius!

Have you ever been given advice or learned something new that was completely mind-blowing to you?  Have you ever found an invention that you thought was genius?  Have you ever realized something that you found to help you and in turn felt like shouting Woo Hoo!?!

My life opened up in sparkling rare form when I began my journey spiritually.  I realized the genius in simplicity, kindness and love.  I had always known that I thought differently than others around me.  I saw things that others missed.  I had a knowing that I couldn’t explain why or how I knew what I knew.

For example, back in the olden days before caller ID or even message machines, I often had a feeling just before the phone would ring and I would often know who it was.  My family laughed when I told them, disbelieving my gift.  So after awhile, I just stayed quiet.  I didn’t try to expand the gift of knowing.  Instead I put my intuition on a shelf and let it get dusty from non-use.

I also experienced deja vu from a young age and would recognize strangers’ faces or maybe even their souls, but not be able to place how I knew them.  This caused unrest in me when I felt darkness in them.  But how do you explain that to others without sounding crazy or fearful?

It’s just in the last few years that I have begun to re-emerge by allowing my gifts to blossom again.  Feeling safe to do so has done wonders for the expansion of my spiritual toolbox.  Finding like-minded people has helped too.  I am pretty much an open book when given the opportunity to shine so I have begun to show myself a bit more slowly.

Empathy comes easily to me, probably I have too much empathy if the truth be known, by giving more than the chances needed to others who may not have deserved them.  Seeing how they felt when duality was evident has caused me much pain.  I have always wanted to see the good, the essence of good in people.  Forgiveness for myself and others has been healing to me.  I am not a perfect being though.  In a few situations, I’m still rough around the edges on certain points at this juncture in my life.  But, time is healing my wounded soul.

I enjoy bonding with others who are courageous enough to be vulnerable and to allow their heartlight to shine.  Closed-minded people who hold superficiality above all do not interest me.  It is with love and light that I surround myself now.

And that to me, is genius!

Shine On!

xo

 

 

 

Loyal Felines

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We have two loyal felines whom we adore!  Snuggled in a sweater as she likes to be babied, is Tiffy who’s an American Bobtail.  Her breed is known to be ‘dog like’ and she enjoys being carried around.  She will bring her toys to you.  She loves to be with us and talks all the time.  She has the fluffiest, softest coat and our home is a testament to her fine white fur.

Laying on my lap is Tigger who’s a rescue kitty, found under a well-known hotel nearby as a tiny kitten.  We got her a few years ago.  Although nobody could ever replace our beloved Chessie who looked similar, Tigger has brought her own brand of joy into our lives with her antics.  Tigger doesn’t meow very well, although as she’s gotten older she’s learned how to make small noises.  She lets Tiffy tell it all!

Tiffy:  Let’s just say I’m a diva, being a pure breed.  I’m ten years old now, but I did love to annoy my older sister Chessie when she was alive.   Oh my!  Now I know how Chessie felt when I first arrived at the house because when I was a little squirt, I was always trying to get Chessie to play with me.  I miss those days.  I had some lonely time when Chessie passed away until they brought home a tiny kitten named Tigger.  What a surprise that was!  That kitten was trouble from the first day, but I’ve grown to love her too.  We do have our ups and downs though since I’m older and set in my ways, but Tigger has kept me young.  She has trouble meowing, so I’m the talker for us both.  I remind Mom when our food bowls need refilling and when I think we should be given a few treats.  I refuse to stop complaining until she gives in.  I’ve gotten her well trained! LOL  I love to curl up in Mom’s big sweater like a baby.  Nestled in her lap and cocooned in her sweater makes me happy…until Tigger tries to move in on my snuggle time with Mommy.  Then I get aggravated, but I let her have her turn too.  I even groom my Mommy sometimes when I’m grooming myself.  The space between her eyebrows needs it most I think! ha ha

Both Tigger and I know that we are a special part of the family.  We have an important job to do and we do it well.  They call it fur therapy here.  That’s a code word for do your thing kitties and we do a great job of it.  We know when someone needs a little extra love and we give it freely.  We instinctively cuddle with them when they are sad.  We know just the right way to get into their laps and snuggle with them until they are happier.  Sometimes they even whisper secrets to us.  When they need extra healing we purr while we cuddle with them.  The loving vibrations help to heal them.  It’s a well-known cat fact.  You knew that already, right?

We love our humans and enjoy spending time with them.  When they leave the house and come back, we’re usually there waiting at the door to welcome them home.  Well, unless we’re catnapping which we occasionally do!  You know we need our beauty sleep.  How else would we look this good all the time?

We have excellent hearing so we can hear when the outside door opens and we run to the door to greet them.  At night, we like to hang out with them, sometimes even getting lap time as they watch tv.  Of course, when it’s dinner time, we like to investigate to see what they’re eating.  Our favorite is fresh pieces of chicken which they sneak us sometimes.  Of course, Mom knows, but we happily indulge when the time is right!

We like to sleep with Mom most nights, but we’ve been known to snuggle with the kids as well.  We’re really good watch cats and sometimes we stand guard as well all night if we hear strange noises outside.  We don’t miss a trick, believe me.  We see everything.  We even see things that our humans don’t see.

We are loyal subjects to our family.  We love them unconditionally and with our whole selves.  Sometimes our thinking is way ahead of you humans!

Here’s a little post on Chessie.

Shine On!

xo

 

Sunday Musings

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I often wonder if those who have not learned of religion, find comfort in prayer.  Is it mankind who believes in a force outside of themselves, an ethereal being of the Universe who magically pulls the puppet strings on events or without prior external religious knowledge, do they believe that we ourselves, under our own volition and efforts, make things happen?

What do you believe?

Brought up a Catholic, I believe in prayer as a way of healing, of connecting soul to spirit and of bringing much needed energy, fortitude and possibility into my life.  I pray for others.  I pray for myself.  I pray in gratitude.  I find comfort in prayer, be it the Rosary or my own meditative affirmations.

When quietly immersed in prayer, I feel whole, complete and at peace more than at any other time.  But, I have also been known to cry out in prayer for help, a strangled beseeching to the ascended Almighty and the Universe Divine in supplication for aid, tears streaming down my cheeks as I beg forgiveness and for peace within my troubled heart.

Do you pray?

I have experienced lives exponentially changed through prayer, though mantras and affirmations, through meditation and through the most important piece –  asking for help.

On this Sunday morning, I sit here in my home writing to you.  All is quiet except for the occasional chirp and meow of one of the cats.  Peace envelopes us here.  With sunlight streaming through the windows, stillness surrounds our peaceful abode.  My children are nestled asleep, safely in their bedrooms.  I am ever grateful that they are with me today.  There is a mother’s peace when our children, no matter how old, are sweetly sleeping in their beds.  Watching their chests rhythmically rise and fall, their angelic faces void of any tension, I am grateful for how my prayers have been answered.

We raised two amazing children and even though we divorced, I am grateful for the union.  Gratitude is always part of my prayer.  Family is important and being alone is heartbreaking.  The bond I share with my children is like no other and our precious bond has only increased over the years.  It is solid.  It is full of trust, love, kindness and honesty.

My prayers have been answered.  Not necessarily the way I thought they should be, but in a beautiful way that is even better than I imagined.  Sometimes we need to let go and let God and the Universe work in tandem to deliver what we could have never thought possible when we were struggling.

I pray that yours and mine (prayers) are answered today.

Shine On!

xo

The Daily Prompt – Ascend

Sit With Me For Awhile

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Come sit with me for awhile.  Right here, dear one, on the bench.  Let us enjoy the sunshine on our faces and its glistening sparkles on the water.  Look up, see the leaves changing hue.  Fall is in the air.

I am well dear girl.  Looking down on you with joy in my heart.  You know I’m all around you always.  I am proud of you.  I support you.  I am here for you, even though you can’t see me.  My spirit lives with you and your darling sons.

I know what you’ve been through.  Did you feel me holding your hand when you were sobbing and feeling so bereft?  I was there in the quiet of the middle of the night when the tears were falling.  I was there when your wounded soul needed comfort.  Do you remember the prayers?  I heard them.  I am always listening.

Do you not see the beauty before you?  How the seasons have changed turning greens to golds and rubies?  Let go of the sadness before you.  Move on from the mourning and embrace the changes with your heart.  Like the leaves which let go from the branches, be free of what holds you back.  The ground is safe for you to land upon.  There are others there waiting for you to take that step forward with hope in your heart.

I’m holding your hand.

Walk with me.  Let the earth bond with your feet.  Feel it?  It’s solid, comforting and real.  A soft place to land for you.  Touch the grass.  It’s still fertile and green after the rains.

All is well dear girl.  I am here with you.  I will never leave your side.  Call upon me when you need me.  I am here to help.

You are loved.

Shine On!

xo

Shooting Star Sighting And A Spiritual Present

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Last night, I quietly sat outside on my front porch, gazing at the now barren corn fields across the street.  There are trees beyond the fields, but mostly from my vantage point, it’s clear sky and Mother Earth.

Suddenly from behind my house and through the trees to my left, I saw a HUGE WHITE STAR arc across the sky and begin to fall.  At first, I thought it might have been a plane as the vision was that big!  You know how it looks when you see a plane coming in for a landing, right?  There’s a small airport beyond the trees across the street at the farm where occasionally I glimpse planes landing and taking off beyond the trees.  But this wasn’t a plane!

It was silent as it arced and then fell.  Not like a small shooting star as I’ve seen and written about here.  Instead, it was bright white and big and as it got closer to the ground in front of the trees (in the cornfield), it seemed to fizzle into nothingness.  I sat very still as I watched it and as much as I wish I had taken my phone out to photograph it for it fell effortlessly and slowly, I wouldn’t risk missing a moment of the phenomenon.

I admit, I was awestruck.  Beautiful just doesn’t describe the vision, nor the most serene feeling that enveloped me as I watched it.  Suddenly a white puff about the size of my fist floated toward me on the non-existent breeze.  You know, like a big white fluffy feather, but in a ball shape.  It wafted past me and then behind my left shoulder.  I turned to look for it, but it was nowhere to be found in the darkness.  Again, that feeling of being cocooned in peace came over me.

I just knew I’d experienced a spiritual gift.

Has anything like this ever happened to you?

It was most extraordinary and lovely.  I feel very blessed to share this with you today.  If anyone has any intuitive thoughts, please share below.  I felt like it was a sweet visitation filled with angelic love.

I hope you have a beautiful Sunday.  May peace be yours with every breath.

Shine On!

xo

 

 

I Won’t Back Down – A Survivor’s Song

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A few years ago, I wrote this post about my friend Jenn with whom I endured chemotherapy when we both had breast cancer.  Jenn lost her battle with the disease as you can read here.

October always reminds me of her smile and fighting spirit.  Her anthem was Tom Petty’s song, I Won’t Back Down, so I thought it was fitting on so many levels to pay a tribute to her during Breast Cancer Awareness month and to Tom Petty who passed away yesterday and even to those who lost their lives at the concert in Las Vegas.

I’m crying this morning for so many reasons.  I’ve been listening to Tom Petty’s song for Jenn and for everyone else.  The grief is real on so many levels for me.

Hold your loved ones close today.  Love with your whole heart everyday.  Be strong and stand up to evil.  Show kindness to all with whom you meet.  You never know what type of battle we are silently enduring.  Keep your heartlight lit for all to see.  You are a vital part of this world.

Shine On!

xo