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Monday, March 4, 2024
Lightarted Living: Life is Magic
Life is Magic
The Naked Truth~Life is Magic
Thursday, February 29, 2024
Lightarted Living: Memories on the Trail
Memories on the Trail
Memories On The Trail
Scatter my ashes
Alongside the trail
so my spirit soul
may join with the fairies
frolicking and sprinkling
an aura of goodness, lightness, and joy
into the hearts of passer byes.
In the miles and miles
I’ve covered in almost a half a century of walking
my Ashland trail
I’ve enjoyed making friends and
engaging in the simple ritual of saying 'hello'.
“Hello”, “How are you?”,
'What a cute dog!',
“Enjoy your walk and your day”.
Or for those enjoying a quiet day
a simple smile or nod and wave suffices
to acknowlege 'I see you', 'You matter'
'Peace be with you'.
Through the years, the seasonal changes
Have always invoked warm memories
as I walk my beloved trail.
On sunny, but chilly days, the winds
blow in memories of childhood days:
Memories of standing on a hill in Malibu
with my mother one singular windy day
when I was a toddler
flying a kite as she held me
and made me feel eternally warm and safe;
Memories of lazy childhood
Saturday afternoons in Los Altos Hills,
resting after morning chores were done
basking in the warmth of the sun
sitting on the swing set in the backyard
listening to the distant sound
of a lawn mower
or the far away drone of a plane.
As I invoke these memories
through engaging all my senses on the trail,
I am relaxed, warm and content.
I am loved and feel the depth of belonging.
All is right with the world.
So when I die
throw my ashes
along the trail
so I may join the fairies
in blessing all who meander by
with memories and good feelings of their own.
When I die
scatter my ashes
alongside the trail
so that my spirit soul
may gently swirl and
exuberantly dance around
the dogs and humans
with tenderness and care,
eliciting a tail wag or smile
when caught unaware.
Let me continue to give back
What has been given to me—
A sense of love, peace, joy and belonging
along this personal promenade
so full of goodwill and happy memories.
Memories on the Trail
Memories On The Trail
Scatter my ashes
Alongside the trail
so my spirit soul
may join with the fairies
frolicking and sprinkling
an aura
of goodness, lightness, and joy
into
the hearts of passer byes.
In the miles and miles
I’ve
covered in almost a half a century of walking
my Ashland trail
I’ve enjoyed making friends and
engaging in the simple ritual of saying 'hello'.
“Hello”, “How are you?”,
'What a cute dog!',
“Enjoy your walk and your day”.
Or for those enjoying a quiet day
a simple smile or nod and wave suffices
to acknowlege 'I see you', 'You matter'
'Peace be with you'.
Through
the years, the seasonal changes
Have
always invoked warm memories
as
I walk my beloved trail.
On sunny,
but chilly days, the winds
blow in memories of childhood days:
Memories
of standing on a hill in Malibu
with my mother one
singular windy day
when
I was a toddler
flying a kite as she held me
and made me feel eternally warm and safe;
Memories of lazy childhood
Saturday
afternoons in Los Altos Hills,
resting after
morning chores were done
basking in the warmth of the sun
sitting on the swing set in the backyard
listening
to the distant sound
of
a lawn mower
or the far away drone of a plane.
As I invoke these memories
through engaging all my senses on the trail,
I am relaxed, warm and content.
I am loved and feel the depth of belonging.
All
is right with the world.
So
when I die
throw
my ashes
along
the trail
so I
may join the fairies
in blessing all who meander by
with memories and good feelings of their own.
When
I die
scatter
my ashes
alongside
the trail
so that
my spirit soul
may
gently swirl and
exuberantly
dance around
the dogs and humans
with tenderness and care,
eliciting
a tail wag or smile
when
caught unaware.
Let me continue to give back
What has been given to me—
A sense of love, peace, joy and belonging
along this personal promenade
so full of goodwill and happy memories.
Friday, January 19, 2024
Lightarted Living: Everything in Life is an Omen
Everything in Life is an Omen
Never saw things going so right'
Life is an Interpretive Dance and Everything is an Omen
Life is an interpretive dance, and every day we get to choose our dance steps depending on our interpretation.
What do you see when you look out of your eyes? Good things? Bad things? Blue Skies? Grey Skies?
In 'The Alchemist', Paulo Coelho says, 'Everything in life is an omen.' What does that mean for you and me?
As we step into each day, we are already primed to see or hear based on our internal filter. Do you expect a good day or bad day? Are you braced for battle or expecting to find love?
When that cup of coffee spills first thing in the morning or you come out to a dead car battery or flat tire--what does that say to you about how the rest of the day is going to go? Like the rest of us, you have your own omens that set you up to predict what to expect next.
While the word 'omen' often has ominous overtones, it is simply a thing or event believed to foretell a good or bad event or circumstance in the future. It is our own belief or interpretation of how the world works that creates the sense of something foretelling the future.
It's all a matter of perspective--i.e. how we choose to interpret what we experience or what meaning we give to the 'signs' around us. This is true for animals too.
For example:
💓 I put bird food out for the birds and the squirrel sees it as a good omen.
💓 I pick up the dog leash and the dog sees it as a good omen.
All of Life Works in My Favor
If you have a tendency to look for bad omens instead of good, consider injecting a question to balance your thought process before you fly down the dark road of interpretation.
When seemingly bad omens occur, consider how your 'seemingly bad event' could actually be something good that works in your future favor. How could this be a good omen portending good things coming your way?
By simply considering this alternative line of reasoning you can create an opening for a different perspective--one rich with possibilities instead of fear and foreboding.
In my early years of transitioning from college to career I chose to reinvent the breakdown of my car into a positive omen portending future financial gain. How'd that happen?
The first time I had car trouble I was struggling financially and the fear set in with the big bill I faced. But I decided that a car--which is a vehicle that gets you from here to there in life--knows when you are about to make more money. Silly, but it worked.
After I let go of seeing my car breakdown as a bad omen filling me with fear and foreboding, I experienced a financial gain--and from that day forward whenever a car broke down and demanded it's due--like paying the ugly old troll under the bridge--I had a positive expectation about financial gain coming my way.
Now you would probably like to argue with me that YOU don't indulge in this silly, magical type of thinking. But we all do--whether we call it looking for signs or omens or we simply call it analytical thinking to hypothesize probable outcomes. We're all looking for a way to predict a future we have some control over. And we all want a positive future.
So why not be a bit silly and look for ways to put a positive spin on your interpretation of omens? To this day, whenever someone tells me they're having car trouble I say, 'Good! Your car always knows when you are about to make more money!' It makes me smile every time.
Like the Old Sufi Tale below illustrates, everything in life may be an omen--but good thing, bad thing, who knows? Try to find your good fortune in all.
bad luck and good fortune.
Blue Skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
Irving Berlin







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