Its almost time...

How are things for you my lovelies?

Blessings

Love and light

Things that make me cry...

some...in the most beautiful kind of way

like

packages from  dear friends over seas...

the joy of "feeling the love" can bring tears.
*
The pain of getting the news
that another dear sister-friend

 
is walking with cancer
...again...
this too brings tears...
beautiful tears of love, hope, warriorism and community.

Living in the ebb and flow...

Love and Light

Dreams...

Recently I had a conversation
with a dear sister about broken dreams.
Those that had been lost,
the ones that had not come true
and the pain and grief that comes with
this sort of thing.
 

She was sharing with me her own pain

from a dream that she had worked hard for

but it did not turn out as she had hoped/planned.

This happened many years ago

but the residue of disappointment

was still lingering

and she had found herself 

again 

walking through the grief and resentment

of this dream...THE DREAM

 not taking shape

as she had planned.

As she spoke to me

I could feel her emotions

as if they were mine.

And I listened intently

not only to her

but to the Light voice 

that was pouring into me.

I had a message to give her

not right then

for she needed to talk

she needed to be heard

she needed to unload.

A few days later we saw each other again

and I had the opportunity

to share with her the message I had been given.

And not only was I able to pass it on

she was open to receive it.

(This is always such a blessing!)

The message was

that it had been A DREAM

not THE DREAM

that is all.

All had not been a waste

all had not been lost

there was purpose it what had happened....

*

This whole exchange

and her story

brought me to a place of reflection.

I brought myself to my own place

of broken and dead dreams

and I found again and again

the common actions of surrender...

and letting go.

Moving past my own ego

of how I thought it should be

and finding place of Trust.

Trusting the Powers that rules my fate.

Trusting a Bigger Picture that I am unable to see.

Believing that all things work for the Higher Good. 

These were the tools I used/use to walk through

the grief and disappointment.

*

Granted

I know some dreams are harder to let go of

than others,

and this is something we all face

during our lives.

None of us walk with out the scars of disappointment.

*

I thought about 

THE DREAM.

 

What if there is not just one dream?

 

The Spiritual realm, 

compared to the limited

physical realm,

offers so much more in way of possibilities.

In our fleshy selves

we are limited to all that we are attached to.

But Spiritually, the possibilities are endless,

as vast as the Universe Herself.

So in that context:

 

What if there is not just ONE DREAM

that fulfills our purpose here?

What if it is many different dreams...

some that come to full bloom,

along with those whose buds don't quite open?

And it is in these successes and failures

our very purpose is found.

What if Spiritually

we are not limited to ONE

but lent to many?

 

What do you think
my lovelies?
One dream or many?
Are the dreams that die as important
as the dreams that flourish?
Share with me your thoughts...

Love and Light

45!

 The Event...

my 45th birthday

held at my favourite little neighbourhood pub...

my farthest traveler...coming to the burbs from the big city
my Moon Sister representing!

my closest guest...living right around the corner from the pub
bet you can guess who stayed till the end...lol

 It was a Monday night

so I did not expect a huge turn out...

I was pleasantly surprised.

My "other daughter"

My Light Sisters...love these women!
oh and Mitch...lol

photo bomber alert!!!

good times with great friends

our spectacular waitress Stephanie...nothing like a night out with a group and getting the BEST service EVER!!!!

my lovely friend and step mom to my son...she's one special lady!

 The last three standing...

along with me

This is what 45 looks like in my world

not so bad!

the next morning was spent on the dyke

to chase the cob webs away

Feeling Blessed

by the love of those around me.

So far 

45

is the cats meow!

Love and Light