She’s So Lovely

Okay, well, I am making up for lost time here, and my Mother’s heart is very full. While I was up North for a wedding for one of my sons, another was in a city elsewhere in the state of Nebraska helping his wife to deliver a baby. Unfortunately I was unable to be there for the event since both occasions were taking place only one day apart. I can only hope they show her my photo and when I get back there I can make up for lost time.

Meanwhile, I have to show her off, beautiful big bundle of joy that she is. 9lbs 1oz of pure heaven. My sons says she is a very good baby; and he should know since  he was the easiest of the four. Never caused me one moment of stress, and now he deserves some of that action. 😉

Her name is Rayne…

 

She has five (yes, I said five-including a set of adorable twins) siblings to love, spoil and ruin her. 😂

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They made it to the wedding! Got some Maw Maw hugs in. I’ll post a Mom photo when she gives me the ok.

They are all a mix of both parents. This one, though…I think looks like Dad.

 

If she has his sense of humor, life will be wonderful for the whole house!

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Shines to Bless…#SoCS #JusJoJan

There is nothing to do for introduction but to share with you the exact instructions for our SoCS prompt from Linda Hill. Each week we get a pompt from Linda to write a post on Saturday. This one was challening and I quote:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is as follows: read closely. When you’re ready to sit down and write your post, look to the publication (book, newspaper, permission slip from your kid’s teacher, whatever you find) closest to you, and base your post on the sixth, seventh, and eighth word from the beginning of the page. Enjoy!”

Wow! So glad I wasn’t cooking or reading the newspaper or…

As it happens I already had a post in mind for today so I happened to have a book sitting nearby. The words that qualify are “shines to bless”. The book? A Wanderer in the Spirit Land, a fairly old publication, dating back to 1901, with a transcriber’s preface dating 1896.

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This ia a favorite book of mine and the entire sentence from above reads, “Oh star of hope that shines to bless the Wanderer through life’s wilderness! Angels of Love-are ye come to lead the weary Wanderer home?”

I find it ironic that anything metaphysically inclined has now come to be called ‘New Age’ when, in fact, there has been awareness of the metaphysical since ancient times, perhaps even more respect for its role in existence being understood and accepted in those days. The difference, I suppose, in modern times is the social acceptance of such ideas. And a lot less witch burnings. 😏

The primary reason I love this book is the basic concept that a man who has lived less than a chaste and benevolent life, turning his back on his one true love to wheel and deal in monetary gain to the ends of deeply sinning against God and humanity, finds himself in hell-but not a religious hell. That would be too simple. This hell is one that takes time to sink in for it is not a lot different from his life. This hell I can envision, as each entering there is made to exist among others such as themselves. If a thief, among theives, if a murderer, always running from murderers, etc.  To exist in a place where there is no chance of salvation or redemption, playing out scenarios wherein one is the victim of their own sins over and over would indeed be hell to me.

Our dark hero, Franchezzo, has gone to such a place, resigning himself to his fate until a lifeline as in a faraway dream is extended. His true love prays for his soul, he can see her, and his heart is broken for what he is putting her through. He never stopped loving her though his heart had become embedded in stone in later life.

( I somehow feel the idea for Ebenezer Scrooge came from this book)

So Franchezzo seeks out a way to ascend the deepest bowels of hell, rung by painful rung, only so that he may relieve her pain over his soul’s demise. The ensuing tale is reminiscent of Dante’s Inferno and the moden day movie What Dreams May Come, with Robin Williams. It is possibly one of the most heartbreaking yet profoundly beautiful films I have ever seen in terms of personal love and sacrifice, of hope and salvation.

 

 

In the film Chris descends to hell to save Annie who has committed the grave sin of suicide, but he too is eventually drawn into her nightmare and decides to stay with her there rather than live throughout eternity without her. This final act of love awakens her soul to the truth of unconditional love and they are thus saved from Annie’s hell.

I believe in a higher power that only knows love for its children and that whatever it takes to bring them home is what It would want. I also believe we have beings on Earth that deliver messages from the spirit world if only we can still our hearts and minds enough to see and hear them.

“Be still and listen, sayeth the Lord…”

 

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Wishing you all a beautiful weekend filled with miracles and light.

Welcome to the Dream

Hi!

Well, for those of you following me from My Tropical Affair site thanks so much for joining me on this new journey; and for anyone stopping in for the first time, I am so happy to meet you.  I started this blog because my first blog is full, stuffed to the gills with photos; and I don’t have the heart (or the time at this point) to peruse the entire 6 years’ worth of posts and decide what is worth keeping and what would go into the world of “trash”.  My photos, my words, my friends’ comments, are my heart.

 

So, I decided to start anew, but am leaving the other blog up and running and may pop over there now and then for a word or two.  The things I have there came from my soul and I treasure my time there.

 

Meanwhile the theme of this place is just as stated above.  I am working on my very first novel, the content of which is about this dream we call life and how we came to be the human race we have evolved into. The good, the bad, the insecure, the joyful, proud, distressed, faithful, faithless, loyal, jealous, zealous and passionate collective mind that makes up life on our blue and green spinning reality is a creation.  I propose that while the first spark of consciousness was the thought of the Prime Creator (by whatever name you call it), this creation was a gift to we, the product of Its great love; and it is we who have carried on the creation of our reality.

 

I take photos, amazed by life’s wonders, Nature’s miracles and the ever changing landscape of this planet.  As much as I have seen already, I know there is an endless list of places I have not, and may never see,  before my dream ends here.  Sometimes my thoughts flow along with the images and thus poetry is born.

 

I hope you will join me on my walk, enjoy the images shared here, and help me to dream the best of all possible worlds into reality for our life here.  Light is Life and life is amazing…..

 

Welcome!

 

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Like me, she waits patiently through the cold sleep of Winter’s passing, with blush on her cheek, for Spring to breathe life into her soul once more. Then will she blossom! And be brilliant.  😊