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An Irish Blessing.

 

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May flowers always line your path

and sunshine light the way.

May songbirds serenade you

every step along the way.

May a rainbow run beside you

in a sky that’s always blue

And may happiness fill your heart

each day your  whole life through!

Just for YOU!

… and yes it is possible to have all these gifts everyday of our lives I have seen many do so even in the face of painful deaths from cancer. All it takes is being able to remain in the moment and be a peaceful, joyful, contented observer of our life and  rest in the knowledge that we are here to grow in love and beauty. This is a great challenge but one many people succeed at through practising meditation or praying.  Trials are opportunities. They come and go, so often providing new or deeper connections with the people who support us at  these times. No moment lasts and the sum of them all define us as the unique, beautiful soul that we are. We write our life’s story not just by how we act but by how we react. The energy we give out not only touches those around us but also the greater energy of this world. By sending out loving kindness to all and most importantly by including ourselves, we are creating a new more beautiful world.

Namaste. Enjoy you journey and many blessings. Brita

CATS SLEEP ANYWHERE!

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I love watching our cat Gracie sleep, she had a tough start to life, as a stray was kicked which meant  an operation was needed to repair her diaphragm. Then a couple of years ago she needed another major operation to remove a huge tumour, yet despite all she has been through she remains the most loving, contented cat. Cats often get a bad rap, mostly due to their human owners being negligent, I think it is such a pity because there is so much they can teach us. If like them we could let go of the past, stop worrying about the future and just enjoy the present then we too would all sleep soundly.

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A poem by Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) really sums up cat naps.

Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.

Top of piano, window ledge, in the middle, on the edge.

Open drawer, empty shoe, anybody’s lap will do.

Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.

Anywhere! They don’t care!

Cats sleep anywhere.

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Feeling Truly Supported.

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LOVE NEVER DIES

THOSE PASSED OVER

SUPPORT US

UNSEEN

DAILY

NO MATTER WHAT

WE DO

SAY

OR

HOW WE FEEL

WE ARE ALL LOVED

COMPLETELY

FOREVER

LOVE NEVER DIES.

Today I have the flu. It is a beautiful day. The sun is out, the birds singing and I have been forced to stop and rest.

Sometimes I think we forget to stop and just be. While resting I have looked at the other sites of people who are following mine and I have learnt so much. Among them were true jewels, not selling anything but spreading light, love and wisdom. I have put a couple on my site. The one Hand in Hand inspired my poem above, it brought to mind my family now in spirit and awareness brought them close. There is no real separation, they have just passed through a beautiful door into spirit. I will pass through that doorway, again, just as I did when I was born and the experience I know will be just as wonderful. The process may look a bit rough  ( It usually is and I am constantly  amazed at how strong women are!), but then the smile on the face of a mother,  when she first gazes in love and awe at her baby, says it all.

My husband is also supporting me. The papers are here with a cup of tea  and he is off to buy something for dinner that we don’t need to cook. While my body feels awful, my spirit has never felt better. Many thanks to all both seen and unseen who are making my day!

Such a lovely day even the kangaroos are up and about!

I am loving just sitting watching everyone enjoying life.

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MORE FRIENDS ENJOYING THE DAY

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WE ARE CALLED HUMANBEINGS

NOT

HUMANDOINGS

I MUST REMEMBER THAT

NAMASTE

Enjoying the Flu.

Today, like yesterday, I have the flu! Please forgive any grammar or spelling mistakes as my head is very foggy. I am presently sitting on the back verandah, seemingly doing nothing at all. Well, at least anyone seeing me would think I was doing nothing but I know better! I am actually extremely busy. Busy  thinking, reading poetry, watching all the wonderful wildlife go about their day to day business and studying the art of stillness. Every now and then I am so inspired by what I see that I write a little! Nothing mind blowing or important, just jottings like this one, inspired by the bull at the side fence. I call him Barney after Barney Rubble from The Flintstones TV show. (They share the same colouring, tone of voice and happy go lucky nature). Barney, like most of us, loves a good scratch.

Years ago, when I first moved here, I would trim all the old broken and dead branches off the trees near the house, until one day I noticed that  the cows and horses use them to scratch their backs on. No more trimming! The trees may look a mess but I love animals and would much rather them be happy than have a “pretty” garden.

Barney came for his scratch today, but unfortunately, the wind in the last big storm had taken out the best scratching branch. Was Barney unhappy? Of course not ! He promptly set about setting up a new one, rubbing back and forth, head butting, chewing, until he had a new scratching branch that was just right! Then he scratched and scratched and scratched….and scratched some more. Occasionally he paused, assessed his success and then not satisfied, scratched some more. Scratching took place for a good 10 to 15 minutes, until, finally his itch was fully gone. Satisfied at last, he was free to go back to the serious business of eating.

Barney had a wonderful time, I did too! Watching him had brought a smile to my face and I’m almost certain I saw  a joyful smile on his face as well. Slowly, contentedly he ambled away, leaving me to reflect on a poem I had just encountered. The poem (by Lloyd Dobens)  fitted so beautifully into the moment that I just had to share it. Hubby is at work today, so I decided to share it here. Sorry if it doesn’t seem to fit my site but for me it was a very enlightening moment, so in a way it is spiritual.

The only lifelong, reliable motivations

are those that come from within

and one of the strongest of those

is the joy and pride

that grows from knowing

that you’ve done something

as well as you can do it.

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Not done well enough yet! Still a slight tingle! More scratching required!

Soft Autumn Light.

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               Bathed in the warmth of life’s renewing golden sunlight people laze, stroll… just sit

               At peace, lost beyond care.

               They gaze as one, awed by natures beauty laid bare before them

               While Autumn’s soft edged rays illuminate life’s simple joys

                Thawing stony hearts, allowing spirits to soar once more.

What a wonderful time of year it is. Autumn in the Northern Rivers Region is perfect!  Still warm enough to swim yet cool enough walk for hours along the beach without boiling. The sea is amazing, one day calm, the next crashing destructively onto the sand and carrying it away to be returned at a time seemingly of its choosing. I never stop marvelling at it. So immense and unfathomable.

 Awesome! Just like it’s creator.

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Enjoy the journey!