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.
It’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!
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!
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
*My heartfelt thanks to Elizabeth for allowing me to use her photo. xo
Change is beautifully inevitable
Seasons change, people change, weather changes, day changes to night. When we balk at change, it stunts our growth. Many of us can flow with the changes of daylight savings time, etc with ease, but when it comes to deeper changes, more life changing changes, we stomp our feet and dig in our heels, crying ‘no fair!’ to the Universe. But friends, it’s all for naught. The changes that are coming, the changes that arrive, come whether we believe it’s fair or not. It comes as no surprise that change happens in life, for otherwise we would remain stagnant and not have the opportunity to grow, to move out of our relegated zones of comfort and expand our experiences.
“When we change the way we look at things, the things we look at change,” is a quote from Dr. Wayne Dyer and happens to be on of my favorites. It’s helped me through many of my life experiences when I wanted to refuse to budge from my own comfort zone even though my life had changed dramatically. The idea that I can look at change from a different view and find the good in the change even when it was hard to see has been a pivotal point in my soul’s growth. I can tell you that it hasn’t been easy to deal with many of the changes in my life, but then I don’t think that upheavals are supposed to be easy. Sometimes they are simply mind shattering and belief scattering ~ which allows us to pick up the broken pieces of our lives and put them back together in a different way. We change (for the better) when we allow change to flow and not dam the flow of life. Certainly, I’ve learned that lesson time and time again as I know you have as well.
Change heralds freedom and allows us to drop the woulda, coulda, shoulda’s that may have had us imprisioned in our own lives. Whether it be changes in health, relationships, jobs or roles, we need to find the peace in our own minds, hearts and souls to embrace the change and go with the flow. That doesn’t mean you are in a canoe without a paddle, it simply means that you now know that you are the paddler of your own canoe. Sure, you can link your canoe up with another’s, but you are still in charge of your own buoyancy.
For we can sink or swim when change happens. We can stop trying and drown in the sorrow or we can tread water until we begin to swim again. It’s a choice. Lessons learned by change can feel daunting, but given time and trust, we can see the gifts that come from change. There are blessings in change. There’s opportunity to shine your heartlight when you’ve survived what you never thought you could. There are connections with others to be made when you share your life experiences.
I know it’s not easy, but it can be done. I am living proof. Everyday in every way, you choose to swim or to give up. Keep swimming dear friends. You can do it. If you need a helping hand, grab your paddle and let’s flow together.
Change is inevitably beautiful.
These are those hazy days when summer and autumn meet and blend as one fades and the other picks up its place in the change of seasons. Winds blow, gently shaking the turning leaves from their branches. Flowers wither, returning to Earth’s bed for a long winter nap. Air cools, stuffing the humidity from the air with briskness.
I love the change in seasons. For as much as many dislike change, we seem to welcome the change in seasons easily. Perhaps if we could welcome change in our lives as easily, we could welcome with courage instead of shrinking in fear the changes that are inevitable in our lives.
Seasons change. Relationships change. We clear out the old to make way for the new. It does not serve us to stay closed in our boxes in fear of the winds of change that blow. It only serves us to ride the winds of change into the next chapter of our lives.
With all the full moon, eclipse and blood moon in addition to the astrological changes, along with the equinox, we’ve had a bunch of changes in a row. Keep your face to the sunshine dear friends. Changes blow out the old and present the new. One baby step at a time, change is good.
Hey, it’s October First! You know what you have to do right? Repeat after me, “Rabbit, Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit!”
Happy Fall Y’All!
I wish you peace, love and understanding. I wish you happiness, gratitude and hope. I pray you find inner healing. My hopes are that you shine your heartlight with courage, faith and serenity. Illuminate the world with your special self ~ do not be afraid for you are perfect, whole and complete, just the way you are!
May love’s blessings surround you every day of your life!
I love this quote by Dr. Wayne Dyer and it goes with the theme of my past few posts. When we see with our heartlights, our hearts are filled with warmth, love and peace.
May you see everyone’s heartlight shining today and everyday!
When we shine our heartlights, we glow….and when we glow, we know. But what is it exactly that we know by glowing?
We show strength in shining our own special light into the world. As we shine, we recognize others shining too. In meeting other heartlights, many times we bond for we both know something that some have yet to learn. We know that love, patience, kindness and presence increases our glow and allows others to see our heartlight shining as well.
We love, we forgive and we simply are who we are when we take the time to know ourselves and to shine our heartlights in the world around us. In the movie Avatar, the phrase, “I see you,” is an acknowledgement of opening the mind and heart to the present moment and to spiritually be in that moment with the other person. It is the ultimate compliment to understand another person, to truly love them for all of themselves and not the just bits and pieces we prefer.
Imagine for a moment our world full of presents of presence and heartlights twinkling like stars in the night sky. Imagine the peaceful planet we’d inhabit if we were all to shine freely and not hide our heartlights or dim another’s. I daresay it would be this side of Heaven.
Namaste is another way to acknowledge the divine spark we each hold. It is amazing when someone says ‘Namaste’ and we know we have been greeted soul to soul.
So this week, perhaps as you go about your days, you could take a moment to connect with the other heartlights that you meet along the way. Even if it is a fleeting moment, you could smile with a twinkle in your eye and know that your heartlights have connected. Try it and let us know how it goes for you! I am going to do it as well!