I’m ending this black and white challenge with an image I took at Alcatraz. When I look at this, I think of all the inmates who spent their lives there and many died there. I thank God that I never made choices that would put me in a place like this. Can you imagine looking out at the city of San Francisco and the Bay and not being able to enjoy it? Namaste’
Our friend, Linda, went home today. Home with God. You can see how beautiful she was HERE. She was beautiful on the inside, too. Sometimes wildly funny, always a good sport, and always caring for others. I’m grateful for her presence and what she added to my life.
We all knew she was going to go, but leave it to Linda to be cooking dinner for her family just last night and then checking out this morning. Even though you know someone has a terminal illness, you just don’t know how bad it’s going to hurt until they’re actually gone. Well, it hurts.
This photo is one I took many moons ago in Tucson. Not the one I had planned for today, but it showed up and made me think of Linda … flag at half mast and the big hole in the cloud. I’m smiling because I just pictured her scooting through that cloud, looking back at us with a grin on her face saying, “See ‘ya on the other side.”
I found this picture of my Uncle and me taken back in 1996. It’s a bit grainy because I had to scan it. We were at a family gathering at my Mom’s house. I remember that day. We had a lot of fun and I’m pretty sure it was my brother who took this photo. I wish he was still with us.
My Uncle is the person responsible for me knowing what I do about light, composition and using flash, particularly a bounce flash when needed. So thanks once again, dear Uncle. You’re the best! Namaste’
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.
Many years ago, when we first moved to the Old Pueblo, we went out to breakfast and I spied one of those free papers that hang out in front of a lot of restaurants. It was called the Awareness Journal; a small publication, chock full of really cool articles and ads. And, if you haven’t guessed by now, I’m an avid reader of things metaphysical.
The publisher of the Awareness Journal had a dog. He was a black Lab and had his own “corner” where he did his “dog speak” … an article written from a dog’s perspective. I thoroughly enjoyed it and so did our dog, Jingles. (I read her the article each time it came out.) It was so much fun, and I was sad when the paper shut down.
But there was one thing a contributing writer wrote that I cut out and memorized because I thought it was perfect. Below today’s picture is A Daily Prayer of Gratitude. Maybe you’ll find it to be a good way of expressing your own gratitude.
The image below is one of a flowering plant that’s on the patio where we moved my Mom. She seems to be doing well there. It’s an adjustment for her, being in a residential care home, but she’s such a trooper. Love you, Mom! Namaste’
Thank you, dear Creator, for this, another day of life. Thank you for my abundant supply and for that of my family, my friends, and for all beings of all planes, dimensions and realities. Thank you for leading us to the places that we shall go, the work that we shall do and even the dwellings we shall reside in. Thank you for knowledge, courage, the love of the light, and the wisdom to use it wisely with our brothers and sisters. You are my shepherd; I shall not want. I love you, dear Creator.
Just a quick post to say a heartfelt THANK YOU to all of you who offered prayers, love, and light to hubby’s daughter last week. She is recovering nicely … actually more like miraculously … as they removed the ventilator on Wednesday. Praise God!
She was pretty groggy after being medicated so heavily, but now is sounding more like herself and feeling better every day. A few days in physical therapy and she should be good as new.
While waiting for hubby at the airport, I noticed this wall sculpture and thought it was kind of cool. Seemed like an image that spoke of gratitude to me. Namaste’
I’m really grateful for God’s Bag. You know the one, right? The one where you write down what’s bothering you and you’re frustrated because there’s nothing you can personally do to fix it. So you deposit it into God’s Bag. That way God can fix it.
(When I put something into God’s Bag, my prayer goes like this “I can’t; you can; I think I’ll let you. And I thank you in advance for the perfect solution in your perfect timing.” Then I surrender, and let the Big Guy take care of the mojo 🙂
If this sounds just way too simple, take heart, dear reader. It is simple. I didn’t say it was easy; just simple. The hard part is that our human brain and E.G.O. (Etching God Out) have a very hard time letting go of the problem completely; getting out of God’s way. And by the way, surrender does NOT mean weakness.
So what do you need to put into God’s Bag? Or Box? Or Can? Or Envelope? Use whatever you have handy. God doesn’t care what the vessel looks like. Why should you? Namaste’
Any of us that are old enough to have lived when President Kennedy was murdered remember exactly where we were on that day.
I was a freshman in high school. An all girl Catholic high school. I was just finishing up my English class and we were all getting our homework assignments before going to lunch. Our teacher was called from the classroom and, when she came back, she was sobbing. Through her tears, she explained to us what had happened and I remember being in shock. We didn’t know how to process this kind of thing. We were the innocents; the youth of America. And we were profoundly saddened.
John F. Kennedy was a great man and gave our country so much. Thank you, Mr. President.
Please feel free to comment; share your memories of that day. Namaste’