Tag Archive | our world

What We Can Learn From Winter (and I’m not writing about the season)!

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Have you ever seen the 2011 movie Dolphin Tale?  Or its sequel Dolphin Tale 2 which came out in 2014?  The movies chronicle the life of a dolphin named Winter who was maimed by being caught in a crab trap and thusly, lost her tail.  I have seen the movies before, but I find that I always enjoy them as their universally inspirational message rings clearly to me.

We are here to work through our trials and tribulations and we are also here to inspire others.

We can be hurt, heartbroken, maimed and feel as if we can’t survive, but with help from those around us, even perhaps strangers, we can find the will to go on.  As we heal, we can choose to live our lives as an example of what the human or ‘ahem’ dolphin spirit can achieve with love.

I recently visited Winter’s site click here!  I learned that beginning Monday February 1st, a real-life follow up show series called Rescue-Clearwater will premiere online documenting the work at Clearwater Marine Aquarium.  Each episode will be released at the beginning of the month and be 30 minutes in length.  What a great way to catch up with Winter’s progress!

I highly recommend clicking on their website.  There’s even a real-time webcam to watch Winter and Hope and all the rest of the animals.  What fun to watch Winter as she swims and how inspiring to see her!  Don’t you just love a great feel good story?  I know I do!  Open your heartlight and let it shine!

Have you ever been to Clearwater to see Winter?  Please share below!

Shine On!

xo

Do You Believe in Karma?

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I awoke this morning with the song, Karma Chameleon by Boy George in my head this morning.  I admit I found it interesting since I haven’t heard that song nor thought of it in years.  But it brought up the question of Karma to me in a most peculiar way, so I am reaching out to you, dear friends, to see what you have to say about Karma.

As I understand it, having read a bit this morning,

Karma describes how our actions evolve into experience. 

Each action is then a seed,

which grows into our experience of the world,

and either starts a new growth process,

or perhaps reinforces an old one.

Which to me, is interpreted as every moment needs to be mindful!  How about you?  Does the above resonate with your definition and understanding of Karma?  Please share as I am most interested in learning from you!

I also read on Buddhanet:

Perplexed by the seemingly inexplicable, apparent disparity that existed among humanity, a young truth-seeker approached the Buddha and questioned him regarding this intricate problem of inequality:

“What is the cause, what is the reason, O Lord,” questioned he, “that we find amongst mankind the short-lived and long-lived, the healthy and the diseased, the ugly and beautiful, those lacking influence and the powerful, the poor and the rich, the low-born and the high-born, and the ignorant and the wise?”

The Buddha’s reply was:

“All living beings have actions (Karma) as their own, their inheritance, their congenital cause, their kinsman, their refuge. It is Karma that differentiates beings into low and high states.”

He then explained the cause of such differences in accordance with the law of cause and effect.

I have heard people allude to others’ actions which they found distasteful, with the phrase, ‘karma will get them’ and I never knew what to say to that sentence.  I have heard the word over the years, but I have never truly understood the definition.

Please help me today ~ share what you know, what you believe, define it if you will.  If you have written about Karma, please share a link below in the comments.  I truly want to hear from you!

Shine On!

xo

And in case you now have the song in your head…Enjoy!

Happy Thanksgiving!

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Gratitude for the gifts I did not see coming.

Gratitude for the connections made when I was broken.

Gratitude for this perfect moment in time.

Amen.

Shine On!

xo

Is It Too Early To Decorate For Christmas?

decorateforchristmasIt’s four days before Thanksgiving and I’m contemplating taking down the pumpkins, the cornucopia and the orange tidbits that are scattered around my house.  I’m not hosting Thanksgiving this year so I don’t feel the need to keep the stuffed turkey doll that sings, ‘eat chicken’ displayed.  LOL

My usual custom has been to begin decorating for the holidays right after Thanksgiving.  It used to be that I was told to only decorate in a winter motif with no Santas out until December first, but this year, there are no restrictions.  And I’m feeling a bit of holly jolly in the crisp weather.

So I’m asking…what do you think?  What are your traditions?  Do you think I’m rushing the fa la la la la like the stores?  Or should I just go for it and do what I feel in my heart I want to do?

For me, the love and joy of Christmas is contagious.  It’s in the twinkle in the lights, the joyful greens and reds that make me smile.  It’s in the giving of traditional gifts and the giving of ourselves to others.  It’s in the joy in singing hymns which evoke memories of precious happy times and Christmas carols which bond us in peace.

I love the season and wish it could last all year long.  Perhaps that’s why decorating early has such an appeal.  I never tire of the sparkle and simple joys that the holidays bring.

Thanks for reading and for allowing me to process how I feel.  I’m off to gently put away Mr. Turkey and begin to shine my heartlight.  ‘Tis the season you know to shine!

Shine On!

xo

 

True Story ~ Close Encounter With A Hawk!

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I came across this small bird just sitting in the grass in my backyard the other day.  I actually walked past him within less than a foot and he never moved.  I didn’t even see him on my first pass by, but noticed him when I walked back.  He sat there for about 20 minutes as I crouched near him, speaking soothing words to him.  He moved his head, back and forth and luckily I caught his photo as the sun dappled on the grass around him.

I wondered if he were hurt and if that was why he was just sitting there.  After taking the photo, I sat nearby, observing him.  After about 20 minutes, he simply hopped away and then flew as if he had planned for us to have this little visit.  He never uttered a peep, but simply cocked his head in wonderment as I spoke to him.  I wondered what he was thinking.  Did he judge me for not noticing him in the grass when I walked by him?  Or did he wait for me to notice him so that I could be present with one of God’s creatures?  To me, whatever it was, it was a gift of nature for which I am grateful.

Many times I have had encounters with wildlife in my yard and in my life.  Birds quite frankly, are not a favorite of mine.  I had a hawk fly into my car and settle himself on the ledge of the passenger window IN THE CAR years ago.  That is a true story, unbelievable to recount except in person because the intensity of my fears gets lost in writing the story.  But the gist was that the hawk was chasing a sparrow who somehow flew into my car as I was putting something on the passenger front seat floor and the hawk came in right behind him.  The sparrow ended up in the back of my jeep (unbeknownst to me) as I was completely unaware except that as I closed the door, I felt something brush my arm.  It’s amazing to me that I was so lost in my own thoughts that day that I was completely detached from what was happening right where I was!  As I walked around the car, opened the driver’s side and slid into the seat in order to go home, I was stunned to see a full-sized hawk on my passenger side, holding tight to the ledge, his back to me, looking out the window.  I am not a bird lover in the least and I fear them, so imagine my fright!  I jumped out of the car immediately upon seeing the hawk and started screaming in the parking lot of the local hardware store (on New Year’s Eve day).  A man drove up next to me and I immediately ran to him stuttering that there was a bbbbiiiirrrdddd in my car and I needed his help!  He looked at me as if I had lost my mind completely.

The man calmly walked over to my car and opened the passenger front door.  The hawk stayed where he was.  The man tried to get the hawk to move, but the hawk stayed there, even though the door was now open and he could easily fly away.  After a few minutes, the man gently touched the hawk’s talons and he finally flew away.  My gratitude and relief was palpable.

The stranger patted my shoulder kindly and told me I could now go home.  I’m sure that when he went home to tell his family of the hawk in the lady’s jeep, they thought it was an incredible story.  But assured that the hawk was now not my co-pilot, I got back in my car, turned the ignition and one of my favorite holiday songs, Pachelbel Canon in D came on the radio.  As I listened to the soothing sounds, I took a deep breath and relaxed.

But not for long.

For as I put the car in reverse, looked behind me and began to back up, the little sparrow must have been startled and flew from the back to the front of my car, alighting on my head, his claws getting stuck in my hair which I had twisted up into a clip on the top of my head.  Immediately I screamed, threw the car into park and jumped out of the car.  I was jumping up and down, screaming now without any way to stop.  Thank goodness there were no other cars moving around the parking lot that day.

Because of the frenzy of my carrying on, a few men came out of the store.  I kept stuttering, There’s a bbbiiiirrrd in my car!  There was a hawk (hiccup) and now he’s gone but there was a bird in my hair!!!  The men looked at me, distraught blonde, over the edge in fear and anxiety and they laughed among themselves.  Just as I had each of them go to a door of my jeep, the original man came out of the store and took his spot by the trunk.  They opened all the doors of my jeep, checked inside and after a few minutes, deemed it bird free.  I am ever grateful for the kindness of strangers.

Again, I got back into the driver’s seat, blubbering, hyperventilating and incredulous as to what had just happened.  As I wiped my eyes, nose and face with a tissue, I took another deep breath to calm myself and calling a friend, I drove home slowly, birdless with an incredible tale for ages to come.

Has anything ever happened to you like this?  Please share as I’d love to hear your stories!

Shine On!

xo

 

I Remember Paris ~ Je me souviens de vous

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Praying for Paris

Our heartfelt prayers on this Sunday morning go out to those in France and all whom have been hurt by terrorism.  Facebook has erupted with France’s national colors in an outpouring of love for those whose loved ones have experienced the hate that is associated with terrorist attacks.

When 9/11 happened here in the United States, we mourned the loss of peace in our lives and now we mourn France’s as well.  It is unfathomable to many of us how terrorism holds no regard to the sanctity of human life.  The unspeakable hate which surrounds a terrorist’s heart seems limitless and their beliefs unshakable to act in such violent ways.  I do not even pretend to understand because honestly neither my mind nor heart can wrap themselves around the thought.

My thoughts, my prayers, my heart and mind go out to all of us ~ the peacekeepers.  I hold sacred the loving heartlights which are shining here and abroad, sending prayers and loving thoughts out into the world.  I am reminded that we are all connected, we are all one ~ we are all humans living on this planet Earth.

Please enjoy a musical reminder by Susan Boyle with lyrics below.

Make Me a Channel of Your Peace

Shine On!

xo

*My heartfelt thanks to Elizabeth for allowing me to use her photo. xo