“Oh, where is the sea?”, the fishes cried, as they swam its crystal-clearness through.
I have an unusual gardener, Ines. Tonight when he opened my front door to tend to my wood fire, my little dog Zigzag rushed past him and in his delight in reaching his food dish, overturned it, spilling dogfood all over and giving Ines more work. Luckily, the two of them are friends. Instead of yelling, or kicking Zigzag as many of my neighbors might, Ines laughed, gave him pat and said, “Feliz perro, feliz” (He’s a happy dog!.) Ines cares for every living thing on this ti...
I have an unusual gardener, Ines. Tonight when he opened my front door to tend to my wood fire, my little dog Zigzag rushed past him and in his delight in reaching his food dish, overturned it, spilling dogfood all over and giving Ines more work. Luckily, the two of them are friends. Instead of yelling, or kicking Zigzag as many of my neighbors might, Ines laughed, gave him pat and said, “Feliz perro, feliz” (He’s a happy dog!.) Ines cares for every living thing on this tiny spot of exquisite perfection with the same love.
As long as i speak from my two keystone standards–honesty and humility I can tell a story that is of use to others. It’s only when I allow my tale to be colored by my puritan heritage that dark pessimism and futility overshadow the huge gratitude i feel for all of life’s experiences.
Communication between species.
Clear and sunny today, yesterday it was pouring rain. My gratitude was the same for both days. They are equally necessary for the life that surrounds rd me. I am blessed.
Although plans for the day have to be canceled, the new freedom of time,seems to benefit all who are affected, so it feels like the will of a higher power.
Most of what we share reflects universal human emotions. By hearing a description of those emotions clarifies… or reveals for the first time….my own, and so leads to increased self knowledge
We’re about to start our monthly Women’s Circle, always on the Full Moon. There will be plenty of opportunities. Now that I can no longer walk, it’s the anonymous acts of kindness that have become difficult. I almost always have to ask for an accomplice and so my ego, once again, engages.
Oh, where is the sea?
the fishes cried
As they swam its crystal clearness through.
Perched high in a bowl shaped wooded valley, I look down to the river below and up to the summits above where the sun, as it rises behind me, gradually lights slopes from west to east.
Time becomes meaningless, colors intensify, a joyful stirring of excitement is felt in my belly. The tasks’ connection to ALL energy becomes clear.
Joy takes place in present moment. Judgement, or criticism cannot live in present moment because it compares more than one moment.
I aim for the strongest current in the river of creativity, avoiding the weeds and shadows, confident that love will protect me from harm even though i have surrendered all control.
With these small acts we can change the world around. Pass it on!
Without even knowing details, i felt the dignity of the suppirt you were given
With trust, massage can be a healing mutual exchange, one working from the inside of the body, one from the outside, honoring life and freeing blocked energy so it may be on its way. Human touch, so necessary for spirital health.
I try to remember that i am creating the moment with my consciousness…, and this moment, and THIS moment. Life IS creation. It becomes my story when ego and false perception separate it from what i decide is NOT ME.
Everything beyond present moment ia not life, but story. Celebrate that creativity!
California has changed! When i first visited there in the late 1960s cars would come to a screeching halt whenever a pedestrian stepped off the curb!!
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