Posts Tagged ‘photography’

Thank you!

July 7, 2017

Photograph taken in Corvallis Oregon.  Added just for a reminder that there is still beauty all around us!

fullsizeoutput_5aI am nothing without love, and nothing without my faith of the Unseen Spiritual Power and Creator of it all. His presence is within me, flooding me with a will to live and the power to carry on, no matter what the future appears to be.

He holds me up, pushes me along, and gives me the encouragement to keep trying. I see Jesus struggling along the path, having done nothing but love and enlighten, being tortured as he marched to His grisly end on the planet, for a time.

His time with His creations should have been filled with intense love and trust. That baby boy, to grow to be a man, was filled with curiosity and kindness. He did no wrong to anyone. His faith in His Father was unshaken, and yet He was tortured and ridiculed for never denying his heritage and position as the leader of love and forgiveness.

My time is limited. Just when I feel I am not qualified to even accept the Grace offered as a full bounty, I am reminded by someone I love that I am His child still.

I must move WITH grace, having been given this gift freely. I must accept that because He stills sings in my heart, without me ever touching Him, He touches me, and still moves me to tears because of the thought of His love for me..for all His creations. I must accept that no matter what, He wants me with him forever…and you.

All my flaws, all my insecurities, all the times of strife I let this world almost get the better of me. He has never left my heart and my mind. He stands steadfast with me amidst the horrors of the world and will always be my shield and source.

I am ever grateful for His subtle and enduring love that moves me back to Him again with just mere words. I am forever of His mind and Love, and forgive, even myself, for my sometimes awkward and inept words and ways. For those times I let evil grasp me and fool me.

Once again I am empowered and able to move with grace and beauty. I simply awoke and I am transformed again. Create a beautiful day. Fill it with love and forgiveness. Each moment we are able to forgive and begin again!

We should all love one another, even if just in an act of kindness. Smile for no reason. See the beauty of each individual. Take a breath and believe YOU are able to change your world, and the worlds of those who are a part of you life…even if you simply pass by in the market. You are in charge. Use the innate power that fills the space in your heart saved only for God and Godly things. For heavens sake, and the sake our being – hug someone! I love you.

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GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!

February 27, 2017

GOOD GOOD MORNING! I am alive and ready to eat the day! I plan to make it sumptuous!

No matter what the weather my heart will be elevated because I have the choice – one hundred percent, to carry this day to heaven or hell. Heaven it will be!

I will be grateful for that which has been given to me by the grace of God. Grateful for that innate ability to laugh every day (of course there are exceptions) – but not often. Grateful for every tiny blessing that profoundly lifts my life to a rapid but gentle current from hour to hour.

I stopped and said a prayer a moment ago. I asked thanked God and asked for guidance.
Even if you don’t “know” what you believe….pray daily and do your best. I can”t guarantee you sixty thousand dollars in ten days after posting this and sending it to 10 friends (I am silly), but I will GUARANTEE if you pray just a prayer every morning and do your best, you will be happier, and God will direct your tootsies around the mud puddles, and elevate your thoughts and “reactions” to life, to a smile for no reason.

We rarely trust in ourselves. Pray a tiny prayer consistently for a month and then afterward, simply do your best, make the best choices you can, and HELP WILL COME YOU WAY – and happiness!

 

I PROMISE. (Keep believing someone bigger than you is taking over and QUIT that tiresome and useless worry.). Worry is exhausting and does nothing to change things!

Also, be careful if you use candles, or one of those fragrance things that needs a candle to disburse the fragrance. Enthusiastically I blew hard to get out the tiny candle and I blew hot wax all over the place! I didn’t get burned, but I started laughing right away, because if I didn’t have enough to do, now I had to clean up this mess!

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Oh well. I can climb a mountain (slowly and carefully of course), so I can certainly clean up wax and still meet all these “important” tasks that loom over our heads each day. That “stuff” will get done….but HAPPINESS and JOY in your life are the real goal! You will make others smile and laugh too. Now get to it, and blow the candle out softly. 🙂

Dream

September 19, 2016

I recently saw a movie entitled “Equals” – my husband slept through most of it, though it rang several familiar bells in my head.  It was okay, but just gently interesting and and basically a love story.  It reminded me of a book I had read years and years ago – “1984 (better remembered as “Big Brother).

I actually followed up on that thought and found the director or producer of this filmed had pretty much followed the books theme.  As many current movies do, an older book or movie is picked clean and presented to the multitudes as a “new and spectacular” themed movie.

The Bible says:  “There is nothing new under the sun….” What it means is that anything we experience now has already been experienced and to believe that you have a fresh new idea, way of thinking, activity or anything than you are mistaken. Everything that can be thought of already has – only much of it is lost in history. It is not referring to reincarnation – however, that is another discussion altogether.

So I post today something I dreamed sometime in 2013.  I was recovering from two major spinal surgeries, so my dreams and my writing exploded.  I couldn’t do much else at that point.  But most of the things I wrote were just filed in a “writing” folder – with the intention of completing them at some point.

My mind was imploding we thoughts and feelings, and in that situation, if I had not written them down I might have blown at any moment!  As I shuffled through the file this morning I found this dream that I  experienced.

I say “experienced” because if you have read any of my prior dreams posted you would know my dreams are my “other life”.  A life I remember, and actually often can close my eyes and begin again at the same place!

So here it is :

DEVIL JUICE

The devils come out to play at night,

You must usher them gone in the light.

Inescapable, something written in the stars,

Not from Neptune – or Jupiter, – or mars.

Thwart their moves and push their plots away.

In Jesus name you have control

Today and every day.

You know who the devils are.

 

It never occurred to me that I would one day push a little girl off a ragged cliff and send her tumbling down into a rapidly flowing river. I had to do it. She was going invaded and consumed by satan.

It all began after the irreversible vaporization of much of the common population. No one knew if they were next. The thought police had begun the task years before, but the commons were transfixed with self and possessions. They hadn’t a clue they were already doomed. It began in mid century of the twenty third century. The Watchers knew as they listened past the inconsequential affair the commons seemed to have with the Leaders. Some thought it was impossible not to be caught up in the faces and folly they professed to the Commons. Watchers knew differently.

Dwellings still had the appearance of when they were all free, but we knew. We knew we were being scouted and appraised every moment of the day. We knew we could be plucked from our lives as easily as one plucked a petal off of a flower – in the day – when flowers were fragrant and followed the natural way to death and rebirth.

My days had been filled with Addison. Thoughts of rolling over and over with him in the sand, hot on our bare bodies, took over any sense that remained in my intellect.

If I wasn’t in the midst of remembering torrent love making, I was planning on our next encounter with thought, and thinking of our last.

When the three women moved into the stack below us, a chill ran across my back.

It wasn’t their appearances or demeanor, but something from within my gut told me these women were more than trouble; they were possessed.

Demons found it easy to disguise and enter a pure soul. There were still many hiding. People had been deceived for so long, the Quiet People found it necessary to begin to hide in more unusual ways. All a demon- plagued humans needed to do was offer a drink of devil juice, and gently nestle into the pure spirit from within each person. Once the spirit was diminished it was easy to guide these persons into a corrupt morality and vision. Once activated in a person, it was then his or her thought could find a no way to recover from the loss. Of course evil was still in control of most of the people of the planet and even those untouched were forced to go into hiding – at least their true knowledge.

It took re-education to train the untouchable ones. Thought police were everywhere and also were easily disguised. Untouchable ones were forced to stay in the hollows most hours of the day. The longer they remained in the Light from the Light, the stronger they became and the more resistant to tamper and experiment with “the juice”

There were ways to connect, but always with caution. Addison and I had known each other before the day of vaporization. We had a small circle of friends who were able to manifest the hollow mode and enter the hollows until they were certain those new were cleared.

No one Quiet people drank any form of devil juice. Thought police were aware of this and so it was urgent that they maintain neutral and hollow positions now, for most of the time. Night was of specific danger as the pathway to destruction widened and anyone who wanted to drink was able to get it for free. Laws regarding age limits, and any limits on the juice that had been active for years, were disregarded as soon as the earth turned to the point of darkness.

For that time it was best for all untouchable ones to lock themselves in their stack and simply withdraw until dawn. It was as easy as that, and as difficult. The temptation was always there as the noise of the night was not monitored or curbed in any way. The only way to close out the outer world was to play loud music – which of course -all untouchable ones did.

Addison and I did not live together. He had been discovered dead five years earlier, however, the death was planned and though I was not aware of it, he actually survived in the hollows without contacting me until a few months ago.

I opened my eyes sitting up.

 

 

 

No tacos Tonight

June 23, 2016

My husband says when I shop and just slam things in the refrigerator because I am on a roll to do “other things”, before the heat sets in, I create bombs!

Well………BOOM!  Opened it and sure enough the unbreakable bowl flew out and dropped directly before me on the carpet – and the bowl into slivers.  It was a strange break. So much for an unbreakable dish!

No spaghetti for tonight

Choices.  I could have cried.  But instead I chose to laugh.  It did seem funny and trivial in the scheme of things.  An unbreakable bowl, red taco sauce on the carpet, and having to fix something else for dinner.  Sniff, sniff, boo-hoo – just kidding!  I laughed.  I did create a bomb.  Just glad it didn’t land on my toes!

Onward and upward.  Laugh when you can, cry if need be, walk away if possible, fight only for life, and pray, pray, pray!   Choose to create bountiful moments one right after the other.  It is MUCH MORE FUN to keep the sense of humor in tact.

I am counting on you to take charge of your “moments” and even if you blow it one moment – start again – the next!


If any of you have read my stressmanagementmagic.com blog, that particular website disappeared, along with (if I don’t have copies somewhere) over 200 posts!  So I will let you know when and if I am going to start another.  In the meantime I will probably just combine the stress management information with this blog!

CREATE your day.  No matter what happens, you have the choice to REACT 100% of the time, however you choose.  I choose happy!

 

 

 

What do you think of when you awake?

May 15, 2016

I wake and my brain begins to think of everything! Why does bad things happen to good people? Can we turn things around just by thinking differently? What makes me care about people I don’t even know, that are half way around the world? Why do we always try to pigeonhole a person before we know the real person? What makes us keep trying when everything has gone wrong? Have all people thought of suicide at least one time? If someone told me they would kill me would I really stand up for what I believe? Are puppies just a beautiful gift from a creative creator? Dreams are so real. Is this life really real, or are my dreams real and this is just a manifestation of my mind?

Then I get up and head for the coffee. In five minutes of lying in my bed and trying to wake up, m mind has already asked hundreds, not just a few, questions about it all!

My best bet, and this is the truth, is to drop to my knees before rising, and give thanks for another breath, and lay the concerns in my brain before my Master. I know I ask more thank I give thanks, but thanks is always on my mind, and when I sway just a bit off my true path, my life begins to diminish in small currents of unrest and dissatisfaction. It always happens. I just don’t always recognize it until I am bursting into tears and wondering why good things happen to bad people.

It is like a cycle an alcoholic follows. Don’t drink. Just to ease the concerns of the day.

If one made me relax, two will help a bit more. The increase of alcohol is in small increments. It may take days to reach for and consume “more than enough” to be drunk and disoriented. To be waking the next morning with regret and sorrow and no memory of the horrible things someone says you did. It may happen that same hour. Open your eyes and your life is passed by. It could have happened to me. Don’t drink.

Without God there is a hole in my heart that cannot be filled. Without God there is no peace beyond understanding. Without God love diminishes and that empty space becomes filled with treachery and evil that lurks everywhere to snap you up and eat you alive.

With God, all things are possible.

Therein, I will forgo the second cup of coffee and make my way to my bed and carefully get to my knees. I love to pray with surrender and respect, and when I get on my knees I feel I am honoring God a bit more – though I know He accepts prayers at any time and anywhere. He loves to hear from his children…even if they have yet to learn they are His. Even if they hesitate to use His proper name, as a parent hearing his child say “daddy”, and though he may be far away, the child’s daddy will hear the child’s call.

Love one another. Forgive one another. Love your Creator. Remember these are our tasks. We are not here to judge one another. Ease your mind and let the Spirit fill His home made within our early bodies and mind.

As we think so shall we become.   Mind over matter. Be grateful for each Nano second and waste them not!

You might this this photo isn’t related to this post – and it really isn’t – but I wanted to share something I snapped while out running errands a week or so ago.  These are my favorite type clouds, and for a moment they took me to a dream state of peeking out from between the clouds to check out earth!  I moment of fantasy and pleasure out of no where.  They are abundant – just open your eyes and have a blessed day!

cloudsCulumus clouds                                             Splendid, eh?

 

The Road Ahead

March 3, 2016

My life is like a continually changing convergence of forms, a kaleidoscope of ever moving- breathing- me.   On the outside I have softened to a sweet and tender place.  Yet inside I am like the hard seed in a cherry or a plumb, unable and unwilling to succumb to being eaten by this world. God placed the seed and it is in my heart until my last breath. I choose to acknowledge it and with intellect allowed my feet to be directed to my futures.

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I have never traveled on this road before.  Upward and onward. As I close my eyes, for a moment I feel the warmth of the sun on my back.  I’ve seen this road before…many times at dusk before the dark envelops the earth. Before I close my eyes to let my body regenerate and rest.

A dirt road as wide as a couple holding hands, and in view as far as the eye can see.  On each side of the road trees, the trees are all tall and green, and as thick as the thickest hedge in England.

The trees change but the road never does.  There have always been trees, and the sound of leaves bristling against one another when a murmur of a breeze makes its way between leaves.

I know there is sound, and yet I never hear it.  I hear only quiet and my bare feet shuffling the fine dirt on the road.

There is no end to the road, and the light is always before me. Sometimes it seems as if I am still and the road and trees are moving past me.  I have never been afraid here.

The road before me is changing, ever changing.

I have never traveled on this road before.  I notice the trees grow barren and leaves begin to fall and drift in the breeze.  As branches become visible and the leaves deep on the road I see how the branches twist and turn, always reaching for the light.

I shuffle my feet through the mounds of leaves built from wind plucking them from the trees and blowing just far enough for them to weave through each other and finally stack one upon the other.

I love the crackling of leaves as I march picking my legs high so I can come down on leaves and hear the rustle of them breaking into smaller and finer pieces.

The birds now silenced, have gone to another spring.  Everything is still and the quiet permeates me until from I hear the leaves behind me lift and drop with the spring of the dog that has always been with me.

I think angels come in different forms to protect and watch over us.  I felt the wet nose hit the back of my leg as my angel skidded from running to catch up, to a complete stop just behind me.  It was a butterfly that slowed his march with me, and a quick roll in the leaves, just for fun.

The warmth of the sun has diminished now but the brightness of it makes me lower my head just a bit.  It sits before me and once again the earth turns beneath my feet and the trees whisk behind me.  The ride increases in speed as I stand solidly hoping it slows for me, just a bit.  I love the road and looking far a head until it vanishes and there is just the vertical line I see.

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It is evening.  Mountains lie before me, and a rainbow burst between the clouds and settles in my vision .  I am not afraid, but I am not ready to go further just quite yet.  I will settle in near the skeleton of the big old oak and my puppy curled tightly next to me.  The Son will come.  I know it.  I will be ready.

Autumn – A season of color!

October 28, 2015
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PUPPY

August 25, 2015

When I first got our new puppy, at 9 weeks old, our five year old was very jealous. She still may be at times, but she also loves Axel, and worries when he isn’t with us…I know dogs aren’t supposed to think like us, but since I broke my back (and before) I have spent 24/7 with my Dakota and the puppy.  They have wonderful emotions and understanding English too!

Back to the photo.  Axel is now 8 months old and they are inseparable.  This is how the puppy got to Dakota…..I call the photo “Bonding”.  I love this shot of Dakota.  She was never a mommy but she is a tender spirit.bonding

A Tad of Negativity – only a tad (small amount)

August 13, 2015

Aren’t you excited? Everything must be okay – isis  (I never capitalize anyone or anything I have no respect for)  must be under control! Why would the president be in Martha’s vineyard playing golf, otherwise.
Is the one year anniversary of the death of a bully, who beat someone up that day (did you see the video), and then stole, and really was the bad one, a celebration or a mourning? The officer was doing his job. I know there are some really good officers, and some corrupt, as within every area of business. (Politics, for instance.)

Let’s go a week without ANY police on duty in the country. What do you think? It would be a good eye-opener for sure.

Another celebration here in CA. If you are a prisoner and you decide you want to be transgender, no worries – it will be paid for completely. Then of course the jail will have to transfer the transgender to an appropriate facility. A judge in San Francisco decreed that law into life.

But let a senior citizen try to live on social security, or pay for their own glasses and teeth (because these things are not covered), and the point of it all becomes mute. Except for the evil laughter of the few who govern us all.

I know we are all supposed to cut down on water. Do you think moonbeam (the governor – what’s his name) does? How about prisoners? You know they have more rights and benefits that senior citizens, many whom who have dedicated their lives to working hard and being a good citizen. Does that make everyone happy….not from what I hear neighbor to neighbor, and in the markets, and all around where the peasants live.

You know why Trump is so popular now – don’t you? You do, I know it. He is not a political mastermind (thank God) – he just knows he won’t back down or take any BS from anyone. He doesn’t have to curtsy for those who donate money to campaigns. He may not be “politically correct” but he is refreshing and I cannot help but like him.  He can’t be bought, and obviously thus far, he can’t be hushed into submission.

Please – I lived through the Kennedy clan rule – think about it before you vote for another Clinton or Bush.  Enough is enough.  I would RATHER have the Donald before either of them – even Donald Duck would do.

Regarding Megan Kelly-she did attack him and it was not a question that was anything but aimed at making him look like a fool. I don’t know any man who hasn’t said something about a woman at one time or another – that doesn’t mean he is a woman hater. Frankly I don’t know any woman who hasn’t said something negative about a man at least once. Comes with the gender differences……..

OH THAT’S RIGHT – a few people complained and now Target no longer has a boys section and a girls section…..every thing is going to all be mixed together to be neutral “to be fair”.

Throw-up, puke, hurl, vomit, yuk, I am so sorry to enlighten these folks – but really (with rare exceptions) humans are born BOY and GIRL, with matching parts. Let’s REALLY confuse the little ones. If they aren’t “different” let’s mix them up so much they don’t know who or what they are – for sure!

There is a bit of boy and girl in all of us!  DUH!  I am a peasant princess but I loved to climb trees and play hard.

I remember in the old movie with big brother – 1986 (written way prior to that) – all men and women had cubicles to work in and they all dressed in a neutral kind of gray color. They all were separated by big brother making sure they were so busy with work and then drinking booze to relax – no relationships were bonded.

Lastly, I just want you all to know I should have copy written the name YEARS ago when I began to write my blog. If you just look up “Relax, it’s just Life” – a man has written a book (think 2012) and has taken the name as his own. Oh well no one REALLY owns anything except their own thoughts and actions.

So OWN yourself today, and as Dan the Man says, CREATE a beautiful day for you and those in your circle of life…be it a small circle or a large one. A small light in the darkness can change everything.  Insist of a great day and small through all the BS…all of it really isn’t important in the long run.  Insist on FUN.  My sis and I used to pretend everything was a Saturday night live skit.

It really does put most things in a better prospective!

Addendum:  I am terrible at using tags and categories…I just seem to go blank when I do that! I know it is important.  I will work at it!  Now a lovely Hawaiian Orchid for your pleasure.

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Celebrate!

July 18, 2015

This is the moment!  CELEBRATE the moment as it is the only guaranteed thing we have.  That statement is not negative, but the truth.

I am not going to allow any media frenzy, personal problem, or anything – usurp the moments of the day.

I see wisps of clouds.  I see a blue sky.  I see these faces upon waking.  My darling husband has already left for work…as you can see, my 5 year old is trying to get past the puppy to say hello.  The puppy wants to be first!

Gosh, and my kiddos are grown with kiddos.  I loved having my kiddos home.  I love my doggies!

AM

Life is the best thing I’ve ever known!

And if you think I couldn’t be raging mad, enveloped with sadness and depression, or flat lined – you would be wrong.  It takes practice to be happy.

Pardon me, I have to go practice for the entire weekend.  NOW SMILE and LOVE YOURSELF by taking care of some “fun” stuff!  Blessings by the ton to you all from a perfect (well, I am far from perfect – hee-hee) stranger.

As my kids say, “I couldn’t be any stranger!”  Wow I found my funny bone this morning.  Yahoo.

Here is a bouquet for you!

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