Post-Thanksgiving

Now that I’m out of my food coma from Thanksgiving, I just want to say how grateful I am to my family, friends and fellow bloggers for their continued support of me and my journey.

Life is a dance and it doesn’t matter whether you tap, waltz, hip-hop, swing, or any other kind – we’re all in this together, so just dance!

I hope all the folks here in America had a joyous, peaceful and loving Thanksgiving. Namaste’

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Dancing Shoes

signed-forprintsPut on your dancing shoes, grab your sweetheart and have a Happy Valentine’s Day.

We’re going to dinner tonight … you know what that means? No cooking or dishes for moi. Woo Hoo!

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

Giving Thanks

Giving thanks is a full time gig now. People around this beautiful blue orb that we inhabit are getting it … that we’re all in this together and we will not be undone by anyone or anything who spreads fear. (Unless of course you’re watching the mainstream media). I believe that watching the cable news outlets, even the local news, is like volunteering for brainwashing.

But back to giving thanks, in the U.S. we celebrate Thanksgiving each year as a time to be grateful for all of our blessings. To spend time with family and friends. Even our crazy relatives – ha! Let’s face it; every family has some.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my family and friends here in the states. God bless us all and God bless all of my friends from other countries in my community of bloggers.

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

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Happy Thanksgiving!

 

Blending In

For years I’ve been rather dismayed by the commercialism of the Christmas season.  I mean, the lights in the neighborhoods are beautiful, the choirs give me goose bumps (sometimes), and it’s pretty wonderful to be with family and friends.

But the whole gift buying frenzy has gotten way out of hand in my opinion.  We are bombarded with non-stop ads for the latest, greatest electronic gadget, which many families will go into credit card debt to buy for someone on their gift list.  That’s crazy!

How many teenagers will spend a lot of time on Christmas texting their friends instead of being “present” with their families? But I can’t just pick on teenagers.  Many adults are just as guilty.  So sad.

Sharing this photo with you gives me pleasure.  And it was a pleasure taking it because I got to be up close and personal with this buck and doe.  They were heading over to the neighbor’s back lot when I called to them and I was pleasantly surprised when they looked over to see where my voice was coming from.  The buck looks a little strange because as he looked over his shoulder, I snapped the image.  Looks like his head is sitting on his behind.  Ha!

Were they trying to blend in?  I hope so because there are predators, two-legged and four-legged that would like to do them harm.  Namaste’

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Regina (Gina) Arnold is the author of Uncomplicated Ways to Find Your Financial Freedom, a “flunked retirement” entrepreneur, co-author of The Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist, and photo blogger.

Love is a Game

“Love is a game that two can play and both win” – Eva Gabor

I believe she’s right.  Probably the only game where this is true.  Hubby and I had this picture taken 20 years ago for the back of our book.  It’s rather grainy because it’s a picture of a picture … I didn’t want to take it out of the frame.

Happy Valentine’s Day to my sweetheart and to all of you.  It’s easy to fall in love … staying in a healthy relationship requires being friends as well.  Love like there’s no tomorrow!  Namaste’

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Thanksgiving from an Airline Captain

First, let me wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving, whether you live in North America or not.  May you be blessed always and give thanks, not just for one day but always.

Below is an email I received from my friend in Missouri and I just had to share it with all of you.  You might want to get a tissue.  Namaste’

Letter from an airline pilot:

He writes: My lead flight attendant came to me and said, “We have an H.R. On this flight.” (H.R. Stands for human remains.) “Are they military?” I asked.

‘Yes’, she said.

‘Is there an escort?’ I asked.

‘Yes, I’ve already assigned him a seat’.

‘Would you please tell him to come to the flight deck. You can board him early,” I said..

A short while later, a young army sergeant entered the flight deck. He was the image of the perfectly dressed soldier. He introduced himself and I asked him about his soldier. The escorts of these fallen soldiers talk about them as if they are still alive and still with us.

‘My soldier is on his way back to Virginia ,’ he said. He proceeded to answer my questions, but offered no words.

I asked him if there was anything I could do for him and he said no. I told him that he had the toughest job in the military and that I appreciated the work that he does for the families of our fallen soldiers. The first officer and I got up out of our seats to shake his hand. He left the flight deck to find his seat.

We completed our pre-flight checks, pushed back and performed an uneventful departure. About 30 minutes into our flight I received a call from the lead flight attendant in the cabin. ‘I just found out the family of the soldier we are carrying, is on board’, she said. She then proceeded to tell me that the father, mother, wife and 2-year old daughter were escorting their son, husband, and father home. The family was upset because they were unable to see the container that the soldier was in before we left. We were on our way to a major hub at which the family was going to wait four hours for the connecting flight home to Virginia .

The father of the soldier told the flight attendant that knowing his son was below him in the cargo compartment and being unable to see him was too much for him and the family to bear. He had asked the flight attendant if there was anything that could be done to allow them to see him upon our arrival. The family wanted to be outside by the cargo door to watch the soldier being taken off the airplane. I could hear the desperation in the flight attendants voice when she asked me if there was anything I could do. ‘I’m on it’, I said. I told her that I would get back to her.

Airborne communication with my company normally occurs in the form of e-mail like messages. I decided to bypass this system and contact my flight dispatcher directly on a secondary radio. There is a radio operator in the operations control center who connects you to the telephone of the dispatcher. I was in direct contact with the dispatcher. I explained the situation I had on board with the family and what it was the family wanted. He said he understood and that he would get back to me.

Two hours went by and I had not heard from the dispatcher. We were going to get busy soon and I needed to know what to tell the family. I sent a text message asking for an update. I saved the return message from the dispatcher and the following is the text:

‘Captain, sorry it has taken so long to get back to you. There is policy on this now and I had to check on a few things. Upon your arrival a dedicated escort team will meet the aircraft.  The team will escort the family to the ramp and plane side. A van will be used to load the remains with a secondary van for the family. The family will be taken to their departure area and escorted into the terminal where the remains can be seen on the ramp. It is a private area for the family only. When the connecting aircraft arrives, the family will be escorted onto the ramp and plane side to watch the remains being loaded for the final leg home. Captain, most of us here in flight control are veterans.. Please pass our condolences on to the family. Thanks.’

I sent a message back telling flight control thanks for a good job. I printed out the message and gave it to the lead flight attendant to pass on to the father. The lead flight attendant was very thankful and told me, ‘You have no idea how much this will mean to them.’

Things started getting busy for the descent, approach and landing. After landing, we cleared the runway and taxied to the ramp area. The ramp is huge with 15 gates on either side of the alleyway. It is always a busy area with aircraft maneuvering every which way to enter and exit. When we entered the ramp and checked in with the ramp controller, we were told
That all traffic was being held for us.

‘There is a team in place to meet the aircraft’, we were told. It looked like it was all coming together, then I realized that once we turned the seat belt sign off, everyone would stand up at once and delay the family from getting off the airplane. As we approached our gate, I asked the co-pilot to tell the ramp controller we were going to stop short of the gate to make an announcement to the passengers. He did that and the ramp controller said, ‘Take your time.’

I stopped the aircraft and set the parking brake. I pushed the public address button and said, ‘Ladies and gentleman, this is your Captain speaking I have stopped short of our gate to make a special announcement. We have a passenger on board who deserves our honor and respect. His Name is Private XXXXXX, a soldier who recently lost his life. Private XXXXXX is under your feet in the cargo hold. Escorting him today is Army Sergeant XXXXXXX. Also, on board are his father, mother, wife, and daughter. Your entire flight crew is asking for all passengers to remain in their seats to allow the family to exit the aircraft first. Thank you.’

We continued the turn to the gate, came to a stop and started our shutdown procedures. A couple of minutes later I opened the cockpit door. I found the two forward flight attendants crying, something you just do not see. I was told that after we came to a stop, every passenger on the aircraft stayed in their seats, waiting for the family to exit the aircraft.

When the family got up and gathered their things, a passenger slowly started to clap his hands. Moments later more passengers joined in and soon the entire aircraft was clapping. Words of ‘God Bless You’, I’m sorry, thank you, be proud, and other kind words were uttered to the family as they made their way down the aisle and out of the airplane.

They were escorted down to the ramp to finally be with their loved one.

Many of the passengers disembarking thanked me for the announcement I had made. They were just words, I told them, I could say them over and over again, but nothing I say will bring back that brave soldier.

I respectfully ask that all of you reflect on this event and the sacrifices that millions of our men and women have made to ensure our freedom and safety in these USA, Canada, Australia New Zealand, England.

Foot note:

I know everyone who has served their country who reads this will have tears in their eyes, including me.

Prayer chain for our Military… Don’t break it!

Please send this on after a short prayer for our service men and women.

Don’t break it!

They die for me and mine and you and yours and deserve our honor and respect.

‘Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us..bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need.. In Jesus Name, Amen.’

Of all the gifts you could give a Marine, Soldier, Sailor, Airman, & others deployed in harm’s way, prayer is the very best one.

GOD BLESS YOU!!!

On Vacation

I know; I know! No post yesterday.  Decided to take a short vacation and will catch up with my 366 project when I return.  Stay tuned.  Have camera; will travel. Next post will be Monday, 28th.  Hope everyone has a safe and joyful Memorial Day.  Namaste’