Ari Voxx & The Sad Lads - Flamingo (Official Video)

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Quietly Expectant.

For the awakening that is to unfold… is unfolding

In all created things

In the early unfurling of sprout and bud

In the fertile damp soil that has been resting, quickened by past torrents, decay, even ice

In and throughout the discord of human hearts

in and through the seeming chaos that is creation

which belies the process, the wisdom, the LOVE that IS

FAITH

PEACE

LOVE, dear ones

LISTEN for the reassurance of "I know… I know, beloved. Gentle now. this is now. I am with you. always."

and "all shall be well.. and all shall be well… and all manner of thing shall be well…" *


I LOVE YOU



~anamnesis circe






*Julian of Norich

DON'T GIVE UP… PLEASE. DON'T GIVE UP.


Peter Gabriel  Kate Bush


Beautiful

Love to you

In Memoriam… I'm a day late...

I'm a day late, but they aren't. These tulips bloom right on time ever since the Virginia Tech massacre-- no matter the weather, no matter what else is going in the garden, they always bloom on April 16... Since that very first day-- before I knew it had happened. Before that, for many years, the Deer always got to them first, and I had no tulips in that part of the garden... thinking of you Reema "little deer"... Love Light & Prayers to you Mona, & all the Samaha Family.

My Virginia Tech Tulips… 2014

HAPPY SPRING!

No matter if hot house flowers, these~ nor if Sunday's snow has barely melted, neither that we may, in fact, receive more snow this weekend...SPRING HAS SPRUNG! 

XO to all... & all Spring's Gentleness I wish for you. : )

HORSES and BAYONETS the song by Studio Druitt Films

HORSES and BAYONETS... the Song.

by Studio Druitt Films
A bright young man I know composed this. Inspired by, in my opinion, the best Presidential Debate moment in recent history... Enjoy!

Hope in Summer. For Puanani

Twixt the coasts... and all else... between every morning and every night, there is so much.

Last Summer, we made a journey, both difficult and rewarding...

First to the Southernmost area of the West Coast, then to San Juan Capistrano, up the PCH, to my former home, North of Los Angeles, for my Brother's funeral. Each stop, day, moment, is etched in my mind in a different mood, light, hue...


Then the Journey both ended and continued, as we made an escape of sorts, to a last minute MUCH NEEDED vacation, just the four of us, to a place I'd always longed to go; the Pacific Northwest.

We flew into Portland, and explored our way in and around the area, over bridges, across state lines and back again, over and to and UNDER and from various bodies of water, between Volcanic Snow-topped mountains, through microclimates too close together to be possible. I am still under enchantment.  Long to go back. To be both comforted by family, refreshed by waterfalls


We ate at amazing restaurants, stayed in last minute, book as you drive hotels.

The images are the Columbia River Gorge. I keep the link to the US Forest Service Air Quality Images, which update the above image every 15 minutes, on my computer at all times the past several months. It gives me much needed pause, even refreshment. The one at the bottom should refresh itself for you, too.

Between grief and renewal, nostalgia and refreshment, comfort and newness, East and West, South and North, I found so much. Among my regrets-- that there is never enough time.


I wish I could have more time, with my brother, with all loved ones... I wish I could have done more on that trip... made more connections, one in particular, strengthened others.


But I trust.  That hearts are where they are best supposed to be whenever possible, even if bodies, schedules aren't.  It's all I can do at this point. Because, There Is Never Enough Time. Not Ever. But each moment is precious. Our value of moments and each other transcends time and space.


I'm counting on it.


XO XO My Dear Ones.



(On a lighter note, my kids wish we hadn't missed ComicCon by mere hours...! : P  Laugh when you can, whenever you can. Better Laughter than tears!)