How to Live Your Best Life #SoCS

Breathe in….

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Breathe out…..

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Breathe in….

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Breathe out….

 

Today’s #SoCS prompt was to give instructions for anything you know how to do. This particular project has been an ongoing one for me with over 60 years of research and experience at this point. While I am, admittedly, no expert, the method I have presented has proven to be the most effective for maximum enjoyment and minimum discomfort.

That little bee moth in the last photo was drowning until I helped him out with a piece of landscape bark. He instantly flew off, breathing in…breathing out…

Happy #Free48 dear friends and check out what is going on at the Crossroads via Dan’s post today.  

 

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It Just so Happens..

We did both recently while in Savannah!

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Chew

 

Chew…

Yeah, that was a delish Fried Flounder Reuben with homemade chips, accompanied by an Irish Mule (Mr Jameson did join us!)

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Choooooo!!

 

Choo!

This Georgia Railroad museum is the most unique and closeup venue I have ever experienced. It was hot but we didn’t skip a thing they had to offer.

This post brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt. Visit her site for more great posts.

If you are feeling thirsty and need a slice of pizza stop in at Dan’s place for a cool one

I feel so slouchy today. 🙊

In Another Dream

Somehow in this life, this dream, I have challenged myself to function in a most analytical arena, stretching my powers of detailed memory and patience, compassion and  tolerance often to the edge of snapping. I love good communication with my fellow humans; however a work environment leaves little time or condusence to pleasant, equal exchange and yet I must communicate all day long. By the time I get home I long to slip out of my work scrubs, slip into comfy clothes, make a drink and sit outside. That is where my truest connections seem to be.

The world beyond our ordinary scope of viewing is vast, fascinating and ever changing. Most people aren’t aware of the precesses going on above, below and around them as they sleep walk through so many of their life moments.

I could bemoan the fact that, if only I’d waited a bit longer before making some of my life choices, I might have chosen a different path. An entimologist? Ornothologist? Veterinarian? The truth is that, although the world of Science and Nature fascinates me, along with all the interesting facts and discoveries that are made daily; I would be bored in a labarotory doing calculations, looking into microscopes and possibly seeing things that would make me sad.

What I really love is just observing the small things that show up whenever I feel down, when beauty seems elusive and my heart is heavy. Just watching how they seem to delight in their work that goes on each and every moment for the survival of their, as well as our, species eases my weary soul.

Have a look through the lens and see what I see….

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“What a beautiful flower,” she said as she passed by.

A world of wonder when viewed with a keen eye.

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No rest for the busy tiny overlooked bee
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Yet she seems happy scooping pollen up so lovingly

 

We could take a cue from our little friends

about the nature of cohabitation, cooperation

and sharing.

 

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Each so busy with its work to mind the other. Soon they may switch places.
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Such a lovely busy bee, pays no mind to me..

Unless I get too close!

My faery friends have been slow to show themselves but we have had some interesting moths lately. Many I have never seen before.

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I’ve said it before but it bears repeating.

Take a moment to look beyond what you expect to see. Open your heart and soul to the connectedness of the All That Is. Think about being social with a different kind of network.

They were here first..

This post is part of  Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt. Visit her blog for links to more great prompts and meet some fine bloggers.

For some lessons on good social behavior you should pop over to the bar and chat with Dan of No Facilities.

Happy Free 48!

 

The Divine Matrix

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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!

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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?

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Sweet Captivity

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Somewhere~

in the silent breath twixt unconcious bliss

and first morning light’s dewy kiss

my soul stands still,

my mind’s free will

unfettered by the constraints

of cruel convention,

what strange dimension

of perfect comprehension,

the bliss of awakening.

Gone the phantasm of night,

its war of demons driven back

by crystal shards of daylight~

my heart softly weeps

for the memory sleeps

on within its cell,

magic’s darkest spell

lingering,

fingering

the rusty keys,

tormenting,

unrelenting.

The choice  my own,

the seeds were sown

so long ago.

How could I know 

such sweet  fruit

would wither, rotten

in the garden of the forgotten,

where silence is not golden

but deafeningly black and blue~

It waits there for you.

 

Cheryl KP copyright words and images 2019

This post brought to you by blogger Linda Hill

Check out her blog for other great posts and prompts!

And if you’re in the mood for more foggy tales, visit Dan at the bar today

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Awake!

Quickly! Hold your candles high,

oh Children of the Light

and do not let them flicker

through

the cold and angry night.

As darkness slips

across the land,

the bony fingers

of its hand

fill the empty hearts

and break the fractured minds

of the lost and angry kind

with insidious accuracy

as it is wont to do.

 

The Destroyer playing

hide and seek

while feeding on

the lost and weak,

and crying foul

within the game

Fear works to snuff

the very flame

it desires above all else.

 

Raise your voices high,

oh you Bringers of the Dawn,

the King is growing restless,

time to check him with

a pawn.

Light the corners,

fill the holes

of the lost

and weary souls

so that Fear cannot

reside there,

deceipt cannot hide there

where Love takes up the space.

 

Awake, ye Crystal Child,

for the time is drawing nigh,

pluck the stars from heaven’s

garden, and please do not be shy!

Create a brilliant, bright bouquet

and with your Wisdom run and play.

Bring back to life

what now is dying,

expose the jackals

that are lying.

 

Wake, oh Children,

sleep no more,

for patient Death

is at the door-

and he is ravenous.

 

CKP

copyright 2019

 

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This post is part of Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt. For a little of that Brother Love and old time religion while enjoying a beer, visit Dan’s place.