Boogie boarding at Henry’s Beach with all my friends and brothers in the sun and sand and seaweed. With shells on the beach and pelicans in the air.
My favorite memory was holding my newborn son for the first time after giving birth to him. At that moment I felt a total connection like a string of light to all humanity and felt deep compassion for all which has never gone away.
My twin, we are the opposites in some ways and not identical but to have a twin that grew up with me side by side since we were conceived through life is truly a gift. I know he remembers our whole childhood and we stick by each other as devoted brother and sister through joys, difficulties, with love and care. I know I will never alone in this world as long as he is alive. If one of us leaves this world I will still feel the blessings of his presence.
My son, his wife, my grandchildren all my bothers and sister-in-laws and my nieces and nephews, the new babies in the family. My dear friends. How my heart aches for them and human touch.
Gratefulness leads my day to remember to care for all things for the future of the planet, my grandchildren all humans, nature and wildlife.
Hope brought me here. It is so helpful to me to read all of your thoughts, wisdom and experiences that soothe my soul during this challenging time. To connect with you all so I become aware of all that I am truly grateful for.
When gratefulness humbles me it is when I realize how incredibly lucky I was before I lost something. Like now in the pandemic being able to hug my son and grandchildren. Until we are all vaccinated.
My friends and in nature.
Give them a phone call of support. Leave flowers or food at their door. Send a note of encouragement. Wave hello while wearing a mask. Light a candle and say a prayer for peace or mantra for myself and all creatures and humans on mother EARTH.
Looking at the Milky Way and stars in the night sky. Beauty of trees and the ocean. Nature and anyone who has talent to play music, sing and paint . The miracle of a vaccine to fight diseases. The sunrise and sunset. Kindness of humans in challenging times. Holding a newborn baby.
Taking three deep breaths and staying calm and keep persevering through this pandemic. Remembering to be grateful for clean water, food and shelter and the beautiful nature that surrounds my home. A sweet puppy and a loving mate. Helping in anyway I can for others.
I would write a thank you letter to my Italian immigrant grandmothers who loved us all so much. Coming here with nothing in their pockets and so young. They surrounded the family with homemade food every Sunday. Through all the challenges of starting over in a new country opening a restaurant where I still have a menu where the raviolis were 25 cents. They made a home for all their children and family filled with love, support and worked from dawn to dusk.
A cup of morning coffee
My puppy Cody happily greeting me
A walk with my mask on and other walkers waving hello with their masks on.
Looking at the sunset at the end of the day
Seeing all the new flowers blooming from the rain
Facetime with the grandkids
Waking up above ground
I can lighten my load by sitting outside and looking at the beautiful sky and breathe three deep breaths and let all the worry go.
When I can surrender to just the moment and live in that, it really helps. I can stay much calmer.
My ritual before I go to sleep at night is to light a candle and say a prayer or metta for one person that I know needs it. I include myself sometimes to remember to be compassionate to myself too when I need it. Or when someone I love has died I light a candle at night to remember them and let them know we are still connected. This ritual comforts me and gives me peace.
When my husband puts his loving arms around me and says” we will make it through this together”. Even if I don’t know we will make it through this pandemic without getting sick no matter how careful we are. It is so comforting to me when he does this. It gives me courage to go through the day.
My brother who died of an overdose came to me in a dream and asked for forgiveness as he didn’t mean to die. He asked me to tell my mother and father who grieved so deeply. I told them and even though I am not sure they believed it. I think it did have an impact of some comfort. The dream felt real.
I learned to be patient. I cannot stand to have any disharmony with this family member. I always try to talk it out on the spot and find a solution or way forward to understand each other. Yet this family member feels better to not talk about it for at least a month. I have had to learn to respect that space and it always gets fixed but I do not like the long wait. Yet it has taught me patience and differences in personalities need to be honored.
Exploring nature, listening and helping where I can.
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