“Our perception could either be our path to nirvana or an invisible cage that bottles us up.”
― Pawan Mishra
Those that tried to hide in our blind spots…
Find no shade for their comfort…..
the light has expanded…to the edge of tomorrow…
allowing one to see with the karmic intelligence of the Soul….
consciously….
we are
bookmarking “time” …
There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left.
What shall we dream of when everything becomes visible?
We’ll dream of being blind.
Paul Virillio
So…
The picture on my main blog page….taken by me.. was part of my..”once upon a time” garden.
I still miss that house..and then…
I take a breath…
And don’t.
I have a lovely Jasmine making its own mark upon my heart these days…and new roses have thrived here at…
THE BUNGALOW
Yep….a baker’s dozen of months, since the unexpected…unrehearsed move….into a home that we did not want to buy…but did….
Yes..I have continued living..
even though..we both fell off the world we knew…
We realized..we had to leave…to find our way
Well..once awakened…it’s all a horrible relief anyway…..but I digress…
With every moment consciously pressing to the sight of myself…I balanced my smile better……..
I got into the rhythm of acceptance…I stopped carrying sad words….
And replaced them with the now common phrase that echoes daily in our home….still….
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME NOW..”
I said it so much that for my birthday this year..
My hubs had a license plate made for me….yep
“RUKDNME”
He has a sick and contagious humor…..
On May 27th this year, we started prepping our bungalow, for the exterior painting….and finally…on June 29th we were ready to put paint to roller and brushes..and begin..
This coming Sunday..we will be taking the final pictures of the completed works..where again we are reminded..why we both love to dance together…
We took a day, this past weekend..to NOT paint and drove to our local fruit barn and took Miss Beans..our Mini Whippet girl… in her stroller and we bought fruit and nuts..and fish food..to feed the Koi in their pond…Miss Beans loves the fish..
She will be 6 in November and she grew up feeding these fish every spring and summer…
They come right up to the shore and Miss Beans talks to them..little whisper barking..and tail wagging..
She was 8 weeks old..when she first met them… time does go merrily by…
Yes…we drove past the old house..that day too….for the first time since… the move….
We got to the house and my glorious garden…was gone….completely taken away as if it never existed..and bare dirt was left,…nothing growing..nothing thriving….and the house seemed sad…there was no rose garden for the birds to gather in…the emptiness was deafening
I have a picture, from 2014…as I was coming down my stairway..of a perfect rose bud…peaking through the top window at the entry..
I took a picture of its blooming..every day..each morning, with the sunrise…and then….one day..it became whole and gloriously happy….
It bloomed whole..the day we learned my hubs was cancer free….
Deep breath..a lot of life happened..at that house..
it was a glorious summer that year….
Letting go is always an awakening within itself…
We got back to THE BUNGALOW…… gloriously grateful…to be
Home…….
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a
river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs
over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless
raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through it
Leave the road..and memorize….
the life that passes by…
carry this voice..
through the light years…
left to go….
We are each a river….
The ocean is our goal….
Our strength and courage polish our life..
Where everything goes the rivers’ way…
As life empties itself…into the tide of Being….
We must leave the shore…to find our way..
Not to search….just to flow….
“May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back”― Rainer Maria Rilke
“Do not let another day go by where your
dedication to other people’s opinions is greater than your dedication to your
own emotions!”
― Steve
Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
Anger paralyzes the breath….it is a helpless energy…that reflects the absence of control
Breathe…deeply…..one breath at a time….see closely from a distance….
It is many timelines, many inheritances….we are able to shed…..as we observe that which comes to the surface of ourselves.
We begin perceiving the deeper nature of the Self…. as we stop identifying with the surface-level expressions of our emotions…
Emotions point you to the doorway of self-knowing… they are not a destination…but indeed….a current that takes us there…..
“Do you imagine the universe is agitated? Go into the desert at night and look at the stars. This practice should answer the question.”
― Lao Tzu
“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”…
Martin Buber
When one tests the destination of the wind…unexpected encounters between past and present ….arouse a surge of distractions….
which often results in a new …inspiring sequel to one’s future….
“The surface of everything is thinner than we know. A person can fall right through, without any warning at all.”
― Leif Enger, Virgil Wander
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