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We Are All the Same, Yet Different

WeareallthesameyetdifferentWe are all the same, yet different.

It amazes me how people can disconnect and forget that we are all humans.  It frightens me to listen to the news sometimes when I hear how some people treat others, wounding and killing without seeming to care.  We are all connected as energy, as souls, as humans.  Our planet is the only one we’ve got.  We all need oxygen to live and we all need food and water to survive.

We are in this together, here in the same boat, on the same planet, breathing the same air and drinking the same waters and yet there are those who forget.  Yes, we are different.  Each and every one of us is like the flower above ~ all flowers, but all seemingly different in how we look, think, act and perceive life.  Our experiences are different.  Our families, our work, our goals may be different.  Our strife may be different.  But the commonality of humankind is apparent.

So how do we make this planet better?  By seeing the world through loving eyes, ears, hearts and souls.  We are not just humans with souls, we are souls with bodies.  We are born with a life energy that has an expiration date which we do not know so we must live each and every day to its fullest.  When we shine our heartlights, we raise the energy and vibrations in this world.  We make the world a better place and in turn, we make it better for ourselves.

Perhaps, ‘love thy neighbor as thyself’ is hard when you don’t love yourself or harder still, when the neighbor is a pain in the neck.  I get it.  Dealing with others can be challenging at times.  But to forgive, to do our best and to observe with understanding makes the commandment easier.

So look around at the millions of flowers in our world.  Bless each one in the garden of life.  Know that each is doing its best to grow, to flourish, to blossom and to bring beauty to the world.  As each one begins its withering journey, find compassion in your heart to make the journey as beautiful as you can for everyone around you is doing their best.

Shine On!

xo

Loving Embrace Needed

respect“Respect yourself enough to walk away
from anything that no longer serves you,
grows you, or makes you happy.”
-Robert Tew

The above quote came to me as many of them do, in the right time.  Have you found that quotes, people and events come to you when you feel you are at a crossroads and don’t know which way to turn at times?  What examples can you share with us?  Please feel free below in the comments!

I’m at a crossroads in my life.  It is not easy to know which path to choose although I know what path has been chosen for me and I don’t like it.  But then growth happens when we emerge out of our comfort zones and I know in my head that this freedom is a gift, but it is a gift I’d like to return so that I may stay in the comfort of my cocoon where I know how to live.  But it is time for rebirth much to my chagrin at the moment and I am finding it difficult to say the least.  It’s why I haven’t been blogging as much lately for I am lofty in my thoughts, but my essence is suffering.  It is easier to speak/write in higher vibrations than it is to live daily this way when I am feeling lowly.  But I have lived through painful experiences before and I will live through this now as well.  It’s what I know I can do.  I know I have the innate ability to survive even though my heart is breaking.  I will get through this chapter in my life as well, perhaps not unscathed, but with the growth that comes from this experience in my life.  I long to see a crystal ball at times to have some chance at seeing the good that will come from this, but you and I both know that crystal balls don’t exist and that even if I could see, I may fall apart at the result.  So I just keep plugging away, day by day, doing the best I can at the moment.  Many times, it’s a moment to moment readjustment of how I strong I feel and how positive, for creating a new life can be daunting ~ even when I know it is a clean, new page in my life’s book.

We all struggle at times to do the right thing for ourselves and for our loved ones.  At times, we must look plainly at our lives to check in with how we are treated and how we are treating others.  It is in this honest evaluation that we can see with the clearest of eyes and hearts what is going on.  We must protect ourselves at times and hold dearly our self respect and release what doesn’t serve us.

I ask you to remember me for my heart has been breaking for awhile now and I have been trying to keep going, but I am losing a bit of ground lately.  Being compassionate, respectful and kind with others has worn my heart thin and I am grieving.  Perhaps it is just a low point today and we all have them.  I have always been grateful for how supportive you all are to me and I am asking for your loving kindness and understanding.  My future is not sure these days and I need to make my own way in this world again.  I know that someday I will be grateful for the growth that this unexpected experience brings, but for now, I ask for your loving embrace.

Shine On!

xo

P.S.  I posted this and then poof, Lorrie’s post appeared If Only…I Would!  I’m ever grateful that our loving heartstrings connect so quickly!  Make sure you stop by to get your loving embrace from her ~ and here’s mine. ♥♥♥

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge ~ Kitty Komfort

76211677_Tiffy in my arms, wrapped in my fuzzy sweater.

Now that the weather’s a bit brisk, my feline companion, 5 year old American Bobtail Tiffany, affectionately referred to as Tiffy, follows me around when I wear my morning comfy sweater.  There’s an urgency in her meow, a plaintive cry that demands being snuggled like a baby in a papoose for a few minutes every morning.  Usually I am able to get a swig of my first cup of coffee before she insists on being present with me for awhile.  And I must say, I do not mind at all.  It is our bonding time.  Her little furry body nestles in my arms, purring quite unabashedly as we simply breathe in the same rhythm and bond.  Her whole body resonates in that purr, vibrating at a timbre that my heart actually feels.  As her eyes close in bliss (and mine do as well), we just enjoy the Presents of Presence, the peacefulness before the hubbub of the day begins.

We just are ~ 2 souls who connect.

And isn’t that the way it should be with all of us, human and animal alike?  I unashamedly tell you this story, with the nagging feelings that you may name me ‘Crazy Cat Lady’ but I don’t mind.  The truth is that it’s a special moment that I cherish.  It’s the blessing of being open to accept and to give love unconditionally and I relish the daily feeding of my heart and soul.

It’s not to say that I don’t feel that way about my human family/children because I do.  But they are bigger now and don’t quite fit the same way anymore as Tiffy does in my arms.  Being teenagers, they are bigger than I am ~ and I’m not quite sure how they’d feel about me hopping up into their laps to be held baby-like wrapped in a soft sweater! LOL

So this morning, as you sip your tea or coffee, take a moment to imagine the universe embracing you with loving arms, snuggling you in its fuzzy sweater, a cherished soul wrapped in love.

You are special.  You are loved.

Shine On!

xo

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Out of Step With the Crowd

Yes, you march to the beat of a different drum…

And I’m right behind you!

Have you ever felt out of step with the crowd?  Recently I was chatting with a friend about cliques and how even some of the 40+ somethings we know can be cliquey.  Now I’m not a cliquey person and truth be told, I never really was.  My childhood didn’t allow for a lot of free time to spend with friends so I never had the opportunity to be a true part of the pack.  Not that I’m complaining as I think I’m a happier person because of it.  But back then, I did want to be a part of the group.

Now, I’m still not a part of the ‘in’ group which doesn’t bother me in the least.  I am friendly with everyone and therefore I can float as I wish, not worrying about the cliquey part of being in a certain group.  The competitiveness which breeds in this area doesn’t concern me because I don’t follow the pack rules.  Let’s just say, I’m my own pup!

It makes me happy to be this way ~ and I find it refreshing to find others who feel the same way.  Because many of our experiences mold us to be the people we are today, it’s important to embrace our differences and enjoy who we are!  By reveling in our true selves, we allow connections to others because we are comfortable in reaching out.  Does that make sense?

Having an illness or surviving abuse or enduring trauma changes us ~ it’s up to you how you allow it to change your life.  For me, although it sounds strange, my cancer diagnosis changed my life for the better.  It’s allowed me and my family to realize truly how precious life is and how vital enjoying the NOW is since we’ve learned that our only guarantee is this moment in time.  I didn’t realize the magnificence of life before ~ and now I won’t let that moment go!

What about you?  Are you reveling in the Uniqueness that is you?  Do you follow the pack or are you your own pup?  Have you endured sadness only to be able to help another along the way?  I think that adversity brings out the best in us ~ it allows us to dig deeper into our spiritual selves in order to deepen our connection to others.

Which brings me to today’s prompt which I read after I wrote this post ~ and to answer it ~ I began blogging, my FB page The Presents of Presence, my twitter account and pinterest because I enjoy learning new things ~ I enjoy sharing the quotes, the optimism and the inspiration that I find in the everyday ~ so I am not sure I ‘get’ social media, but I didn’t join because my family and friends did it.

Be a Beacon of Hope today to others!

Today I celebrate the UNIQUENESS that is YOU!

Shine On!

Don’t forget to say Rabbit Rabbit!

xo

Daily Prompt: The Social Network

Do you feel like you “get” social media, or do you just use it because that’s where all your friends and family are?

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Where Words Fail, Music Speaks

Where words fail, music speaks. -Hans Christian Anderson

Sometimes a song can heal just as well as words.  Music soothes the soul I’ve heard and I’ve been blessed to experience this for myself.  Is it only me who feels that pull towards certain songs which no matter where I am, can bring me back to a favorite moment in time, no matter how far in the past?  I try to only concentrate on the good memories, but there are sad ones as well which still haunt me musically.

My special friend NAngel’s Mom passed away when we were young.  At a school concert, she sang, “I Can See Clearly Now” by Johnny Nash.  To this day, I can hear her voice clearly singing this song and I remember the wedge of heartbreak that I felt at that time.  You see, her Mom was like a Mom to me as well.  In fact, we were pretty inseparable at that time.  More than 30 years later and I can still feel the sadness and the healing that accompanied her song.  I remember the healing tears that ran down my cheeks and I can remember seeing the audience who knew who she was, healing along with her.

Do you find that you can turn to music to heal you?  To lift your spirits when you are sad?  To soothe the hurt when you need a hug?  To hold your hand and embrace you when you simply need a friend?  To vent your frustrations when you need to let off some steam?  To growl like a lion when you are in pain in order to let it out?

I write a lot about music in my blog!  Just search music and you’ll find these and more!

https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2013/01/26/music-music-music/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/06/27/gratitude-29-gracias-gracias-gracias/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/10/23/spirits-and-music/  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2012/08/20/sunshine-2/

Let’s share a few of our favorites! 

Do you have a go to sunshine song?

How about a healing song?

What song soothes your soul?

Sing Loudly and Shine On!

xo

Does 1973 ring a bell with you?

Mourning I’m Broken

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The news wasn’t good yesterday at the Vet.  My girl’s been diagnosed with lymphoma, with a fast growing tumor which has wrapped itself around her intestines.  At 2 months shy of her 17th birthday, and according to the vet, 4 years past average life expectancy, with losing 3 lbs already since December, the news is just not good.  But being me, I bend my head in gratitude for all of the blessings both big and small and the coincidences which albeit tiny matter magnificently  https://misifusa.wordpress.com/2013/03/18/lion-roars-a-confession/  for when I called the vet yesterday, I was able to get my favorite vet who has known Chessie for 17 years.  I wept unabashedly in the examination room as the doctor gave me the news.  She spent almost an hour with me, going over options, scenarios and examining Chessie quite thoroughly.

I think what I love most about our vet is her compassion and the way in which she treats our pets.  She tenderly spoke to Chessie, lifting her a gentleness for which I was grateful.  She even talks to her as if they are speaking ~ she’s always done it ~ and yesterday I ventured to ask if she had the gift of hearing Chessie speak, but she skirted the issue.  Perhaps she didn’t want to tell that she could understand her because quite frankly, I’ve always thought there was something extraordinary about our vet.  She just seems to know about our pets.

When she delivered the news, she unceremoniously held Chessie’s ears as if she didn’t want her to hear what we were talking about so that it wouldn’t color the patient’s outlook on life.  It was done unconsciously I think ~ and as she explained her diagnosis, the possibility of treatment which would include chemo etc. and how she personally felt about the whole thing, she continued to pet Chessie and keep her happy.  I sat across from her, afraid to get up for fear I would faint away.  So instead, I wept in my chair, dabbing my face with tissues as I tried to imagine how I would tell the boys and my husband what she was saying.

I spent most of yesterday crying for both of us.  In fact, tears come unbidden when I am not attentive to my thoughts or when I let them stray.  So in the meantime, Chessie and I continue to bond with her staying by my side as I write this morning.  We have yet to tell our sons, but because Chessie is not in pain (which matters magnificently), we have some time.  I think we’ll have the talk tonight with them and plan for Friday so that we can all still have some time to spend with her.  For we are blessed to have had her for almost 17 years, she has given to us more than we have given to her as a stray.  She has filled our hearts and our days with laughter at her antics, to healing with her purring, to love with her affection.  She has been a part of our family for almost as long as we have been married.

It’s going to be a difficult time for all of us ~ especially for my hubby and me because she’s our first ~ and because she’s been like our little guardian angel ~ ok, she’s been my ever present guardian angel.  And I know, she’ll still be with me when she crosses over because our bond is so strong, but it just won’t be the same.  I look for her everyday and every night and all the time in between.

I don’t want her to suffer as she is weakening quickly.  I want to hold her as she passes so that I can be with her just like she’s been with me for so many years.  I’ve told you how she never left my side throughout my breast cancer journey.  Even through last year’s 4 surgeries, she stayed by my side, always purring me into healing in fact, she’s been there for me for all 14 surgeries.

Right now, she’s snuggled on a blanket next to me, eyes 1/2 open, breathing rhythmically, just resting.  Every few minutes, I reach over to snuggle with her, burying my tear-stained face in her fur.  I know she knows ~ and as always, she’s being strong for me ~ I am just so grateful for her being ~ God Bless my little kitty.

One of my Dad’s favorite songs was Morning Has Broken, so please enjoy ~ and don’t forget to Shine On! xo

Instead it is I, who bends her lioness head in gratitude for all of the blessings both big and small and the coincidences which albeit tiny, matter magnificently.

Our Sweet Menagerie

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Behold ~ let me introduce you to my purrfect daughters who complete the sweet menagerie in our home!  Chessie, is our Maine Coon/Tabby mix who will turn 17 in May.  She was a stray whom we adopted as our first ‘child’ and then there’s Tiffany aka Tiffy, who is our other girl, an American Bobtail who at now 5 years old, has kept our Chessie on her toes for the last 5 years!  Tiffy’s buddy is Jack the goldfish who has outlived his brothers, Manny and Moe by at least a year!  Jack continues to enjoy Tiffy’s affections although we’ve had to put a top on his bowl since Tiffy enjoyed eating his fish flakes with him when he was fed!

It’s funny that this Daily Prompt came today ~ although I’m truly not that surprised since I just made the call to our sweet vet for Chessie.  She’s been losing weight for awhile now and last night began making gurgling noises when she was purring.  Her purr has always been a deep rumble, much like my roar from yesterday’s post.  Chessie has a special place in our hearts in our home for she was our first child and alternately has been my hubby’s girl, my girl and our sons’ girl.  She’s lavished much affection over all of us and coined the much used phrase, “fur therapy” which is a staple in our home.  Fur Therapy is when you receive unconditional love, affection and soul-filled connections from one of our cats.  Not that we humans don’t give that deep love and understanding to eachother as well, but there’s something about holding a furry, warm cat to your heart, soul to soul and feeling that instant love.

Our boys have grown up with Chessie and then when Tiffy arrived, she became the resident fur therapist to the kids as she is younger and easier to handle for the boys considering that Chessie was an only child for quite awhile and Tiffy’s only known being picked up, carried around like a sack of potatoes and just goes with the flow!  Chessie was a bit stunned when we brought home our elder son almost 15 years ago ~ his occasional crying pierced her heart and she would watch over him incessantly, wanting us to soothe him as soon as possible.  By the time our 2nd son arrived, she was well-used to sharing our home with more humans who loved to pet her.

Chessie holds a special place in our hearts, but especially in mine.  For you see, it was her constant presence during my illness that I believe helped in healing me (with the help of the medical field as well).  She never left my side and was always next to me, her rhythmic purring rumbling though my body as she healed me with her spirit, her constant love and her healing vibrations.  You may think I sound a bit squirrelly, but it’s how I feel in my heart.  And for that healing love, I am ever so grateful to her.

Quietly, she has anchored herself to our family and to our hearts.  Her unassuming nature, being a constant sweet presence much like a beloved angel hovering in our home, she has been a constant companion.  There has never been a time in the last 17 years that I haven’t walked in the door to call to my girls and to look for them upon entering our home.  She is our talisman of all goodness.  She accompanied us in the middle of the night to check on the boys when they were sick.  When my hubby would travel, she would wait for his return the first night and then the second night, if he wasn’t home, she would sleep upstairs with me on the bed, keeping one ear cocked listening for any strange sounds.  Many a night I would lie awake in bed wondering what the strange noise I heard downstairs was and I would look over to Chessie to see if she had heard it.  If her head was up and she was listening too, we would descend the stairs together to investigate.  Many times, she would precede me, somehow I always believe, protecting me in case there was something there ~ which thankfully, there never has been!

She’s been laying beside me on the couch the last few days, barely leaving my side and I’ve not left hers either.  My heart absolutely breaks every time I think of the possibility and tears storm my cheeks with the mere thought of what today’s vet appointment could bring.  I know for some people who aren’t pet lovers, nor cat lovers either, this may seem a bit much, but I don’t care.  If you’ve ever been blessed to be loved by an animal or have been a beloved pet owner, you will understand how I feel today.

So I’m off to the vet now ~ I’m praying for peace whatever that may bring us.  We’ve heard that the average life of a cat is 13 years old so we’ve been blessed with almost 17 for which I’m truly grateful.  Please say a prayer for Chessie.  Thank you!

Shine On!

xo

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Daily Prompt: Menagerie

Do you have animals in your life? If yes, what do they mean to you? If no, why have you opted not to?

(Bonus points for adorable animal photos, and double bonus if they’re taken with your phone!)