reality – Dreaming Reality

I know I’m pulling into the station late, but here I am and trying to do my best with the #SoCS prompt from Linda Hill.

Quantum Physics has intrigued me since I first began delving into metaphysical possibilities. Of course, some scientists may not like me using the term metaphysical in the same sentence as a scientific process; however, most scientific professionals I come in contact with on a regular basis all say the same thing about the Quantum realm of physics.

“I just can’t wrap my head around it.”

I do understand the term, especially among critical thinking individuals, but that is the whole point of Quantum Physics after all. It moves beyond the practical, critical, wrap-your-mind-around-it kind of Science that takes prevalence in our functioning world.

I read The Divine Matrix by Gregg Braden over ten years ago and it really resonated with me. It didn’t surprise me a bit that this was the book nearest me when I followed the prompt and reached for it. Here is the passage my mind’s eye chose through my eager fingertip!

Simply stated most of the premise of this book revolves around the idea that we create out world through our own thought process. This goes hand in hand with the ideas behind the Law of Attraction. What one puts out into the universe in essence becomes their reality. We draw unto us what we focus on, both positive and negative. In this book Braden explores the idea that questions what true ‘reality’ is, with regard to all facets of life, health and awareness. It seems similar to me to the timeless question, “If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?”

In other words, do our perceptions and projected ideas influence the outcome of our reality? I don’t want to go into the ideas fully here, but I recommend this and other works by Mr. Braden. There are many thought provoking suggestions in his books.

And if you’re thirsty, stop by Dan’s place. I’m sure there’s a cold one ready for you.

If we do create our reality, I want to create a beautiful place, don’t you?

Don’t Judge Me #OneLinerWednesday

#1LinerWeds, food, hawk, nature, Uncategorized

One of the things about the modern mindset that ~~infuriates~~ puzzles me is the concept that nature is cruel and animals that eat other animals is awful. They have been called killers, brutes, a menace, etc. Now, I am no extremist and understand the need to keep the wild things at bay with regard to the general populace; however, from my personal point of view, anyone who isn’t a dedicated practicing vegan has no room to throw stones at the carnivores who inhabit this planet along with we humans but simply happen to place lower on the food chain.

Question in point? What do you think when you see this photo?

Zippy is adorable. Right? Of course he is. He also procreates faster than a rabbit. He and his family have the potential to leave droppings and other highly undesirable things under my porch, in my attic and within our walls. He digs up my potted plants daily. I love him. I give him walnuts from my precious stash.

Now, what do you think when you see these images?

All hawk photos copyright CkP

This is a juvenile Broad Winged Hawk. We spotted it 2 days ago while on an outing. These birds are magnificent. I am in awe of hawks and have a great respect for their fierce hunting skills. I love to capture photos of them looking down at me, their expressions both curious and frightening. Do I look like a possible snack? In many places they are considered to be a menace, as well as eagles, due to their ability to hunt fairly large small game and, at times, that has included small pets. While I feel that is tragic, I don’t think they warrant being called killer birds. For, if that were true, we should surely be called “killer humans”.

Often I show these kind of images to people who cringe and say, “Oh my God that’s horrible.” These are also the people who love slasher movies and Dexter.

Not only do we hunt voraciously and often for pure sport, but we also raise animals for the slaughter, plan the preparations for eating it and then brag about the results.

These birds are efficient, not leaving anything behind and even clean themselves afterwards. See his “beak pick” in the second to last photo? There is no eating for snacks or overeating leading to obesity. They are surviving. We could take a lesson or two.

Cute huh? Adorable I say.

Still cute? Tasty looking I’d say.

No, I am not vegan. Most of the time I can take or leave meat. Sometimes I crave a good burger or pork chop. And who doesn’t love bacon? My point is that I wish humans would stop being so ridiculous, ignoring the truth of who and what we are in the food chain. If we could accept one small part of the truth of life and its process, then perhaps we could learn to accept other fears about life processes that are ridiculous when taken down to the their core. We are all the same in this living, breathing, cellularly connected Existence.

Now, go out and grill some dead animals if you must. Just remember to appreciate and not waste what they gave for you.

❤️🥂

This post brought to you by Linda Hill and #1LinerWeds

Shines to Bless…#SoCS #JusJoJan

Dreaming, Heaven and hell, Spirit, Tropical Affair

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.

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…”

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

Welcome to the Dream

Dreaming, Tropical Affair, Uncategorized

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!

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. 😊