Sharing a Non-Selfie

Thank you David for this stunning mystical marriage of image and text.
I know my readers will love this so much!

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originally posted Dec 14, 2013

non-selfie non-selfie ~d nelson

The self is only made of non-self elements.
But before we can truly understand our nature of non-self
we must understand ourself, first. ~Thich Nhat Hanh

Since beginning-less time
impelling energies & matter
interchanging
from form to emptiness
and back again
through space, including earth
to ancestors
who photosynthesized, swam, crawled,
flew, walked, then stood up,
until co-arising as a self
for the sake of argument
we can call me,
in this moment’s configuration.

quick, get a selfie!
as this self will die
and be reborn
in each new moment.

non-selfie with non-tree non-selfie with non-tree

Five streams flowing, eternally.

First, body: who’s physiology burns calories to fuel it’s movement, bearing new cells as old ones age, and die.

Second, perception: streams in a feast of images, sounds and contact through eye, ear, nose, tongue and touch.

Third, feelings: experienced as pleasures, pains, comfort, and…

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I Just Have To Tell You

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I just have to tell you… ( in no particular order),

I miss you

I passed my three-month probationary period at work

 

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Many stories about magical flurries occupy my head

and my heart

WordPress is not cooperating today ( damn Mercury retrograde, tehe)

 

Last week I suffered a concussion

Today I drew the 2 of pentacles, yet again

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She was upside down, and while I am still new to this deck,

I acknowledged the message to take things just one at a time, and slooooooooooooooow down.

Please think of me and send healing energy as I continue to juggle and bounce back as best as I can.

Namaste

Black Squirrel Morning

There have been a plethora of creatures afoot in my world lately. I woke up feeling peaceful this morning, immediately drew the shades and spotted a black squirrel. Here’s a beloved old article about our animal friends.

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Now that we are in the thick of the liminal season, I know Where the Wild Things Are. They are in my backyard and in my dreams. While I continue to seek the identity of my permanent animals totems and the rest of my ” Team”, I can always rely on the natural world to provide temporary guidance. With Dexter by my side and Jasmine before him, I am more solid, more kind, and more engaged in general. Creatures make me a much better person.

So I present you with a few recent sightings that come to bring me blessings, which I in turn, will share with you :

On a mid October Friday morning the energy was quite vivid, with plenty of animal magic. Every morning one of the first things I do is draw the shades in my dining room. They open to my backyard which is…

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Animal Guides ~ Terms of En-deer-ment

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We are interrupting our regularly scheduled post ( which is a goodie I promise) to bring you a very important post that must be published now. That’s because the deer are back!

On my blogiversary I mentioned a trio of possible animal guides to accompany me throughout 2015 or longer. They are tiger, owl, and deer. I will conclude that all three have been showing up while awake rather consistently. I am not aware of any recent dreamtime sightings at this point.

Some readers might recall that I had an extraordinary deer sighting in January that was rather unprecedented. I spotted 6 deer in my backyard during the light of day. That was wild and very exciting. This memory stayed with me strongly and powerfully.

Well, what about today, you ask? Well it has been weeks since I took a nature walk in my neighborhood due to the extreme cold and icy/snowy conditions. Today it was sunny and in the fifties so I decided it was time to head out and clear my head. I forgot to take my phone and I did not expect to need it anyway. I am taking my time, enjoying the trees and the fresh air. I held on to a few branches for a while just to take in their energy. It was wonderful. So as I head back I notice a large dog crossing the road and moving towards me.

Well it was not a dog after all. It was a small deer. It began to slowly walk towards me. It was moving towards me unafraid , approximately 40 feet away.  I was delighted but very surprised. Eventually it moved behind some houses. As I moved up the hill I noticed it was gathered with a few more deer next to one of the houses. They were all standing still and looking right at me. I silently sent out love to them and smiled. While walking further up the incline I noticed another small group of deer on the other side of the house. So I was in contact with approximately 6-8 deer in bright daylight. We were just a few yards away from one another. It was a revelation! This lasted maybe a minute or two and then a car drove up the hill. Then the deer fled back to the woods as quickly as they could. I began to briefly wonder if I even saw them at all. That thought receded back into the ethers. I rather quickly regrouped and realized that I am being guided in a very dramatic fashion. After such an isolating period , it seems as if nature is carrying me and protecting me.

I learned from research online that deer signify the Easterly direction in Native American culture. So I searched some more to discover more about the Eastern direction. I found this description  here.

East (Yellow) – The direction from which the sun comes. Light dawns in the morning and spreads over the earth. This is the beginning of a new day. It is also the beginning of understanding because light helps us see things the way they really are. On a deeper level, East stands for the wisdom helping people live good lives. Traditional people rise in the morning to pray facing the dawn, asking God for wisdom and understanding.

Then I perused the sacred internet highway for more deer symbology. I “stumbled ” upon some information that really rang true. Here are some excerpts that resonated for me. I highlighted some of the most charged passages in italics:

By observing the ways in which deer behave, it is possible to see what amazing qualities – or powers – they possess. From the deer we can learn that the gift of gentleness and caring can help us overcome and put aside many testing situations. Only love, both for ourselves and for others, helps us understand the true meaning of wholeness.

If a deer crosses your path, this may show you that you are a very compassionate, gentle and loving person. If you don’t have these qualities, then consider if you have a problem that needs addressing. Are you facing a challenge in your life, whether with a fellow human being or a delicate situation? If you are feeling negative emotions such as anger, try letting go. Think about whether a gentler and more loving approach can sort the issue out. It may be necessary to speak the truth, this is best done with kindness and from the heart, this will generally give a better result.

Deer teaches us how powerful it is to be of gentle demeanour, to exert keen observation and sensitivity. Deer’s are in tune with nature and all it comprises. They are sacred carriers of peace and show those with this power animal how to open their hearts and love unconditionally.

Deer has entered your life to help you walk the path of love with full consciousness and awareness, to know that love sometimes requires caring and protection, not only in how we love others, but also in how we love ourselves.

A deer’s senses are very acute and they see extremely well in low light, giving them the ability to understand the deeper symbolic meanings of things. They can hear a twig snap a very long way off. People with this power animal are often described as being swift and alert. They are intuitive, often seeming to possess well developed, even extrasensory perceptions. Sometimes their thoughts seem to race ahead, and they appear not to be listening, to be somewhere else. Anyone with power animal has latent clairvoyant and clairaudient abilities. They can see between the shadows, detect subtle movements and hear that which is not being uttered. Ask the deer to help you develop these true gifts.

Deer teaches us to be gentle, to touch the hearts and minds of wounded beings who are in our lives. Don’t push people to change, rather gently nudge them in right direction, with the love that comes from deer. Love and accept people as they are. The balance of true power lays in love and compassion.

When a Deer totem enters your world, a new innocence and freshness in about to be awakened. New adventures are just around the corner and there will be an opportunity to express the gentle love that will open new doors for you.

To read the full article, please visit http://www.shamanicjourney.com/deer-power-animal-symbol-of-gentleness-unconditional-love-and-kindness

This deer encounter literally stopped me in my tracks. I am so in awe that I was able to commune with these un-deerlike deer. They were not afraid or squeamish. If that car did not show up, we may still be hanging out together now!

I am excited for new beginnings and a heightening of my gentility and loving nature.  Less and less judgement to be replaces with increasing compassion and forgiveness. I have been around the block long enough to know as above so below and without is within. The bigger questions is, can I implement this practice as we navigate these currently choppy waters?

NAMASTE

 

Update 3-13-15: While visiting the Wikiart site, the featured painting happens to be The Wounded Deer by one of my fave artists Frida Kahlo. Apparently the deer is an ancient Aztec symbol. To view the painting and learn more: http://www.wikiart.org/en/frida-kahlo/the-wounded-deer-1946

 

top image courtesy of wikipedia.org, public domain
bottom image litebeing chronicles © 2015

Poetry in Motion – manna for the soul

I am republishing this post that includes one of my original poems plus a selection of poetry-related material for your enjoyment and respite. I hope these offerings will provide some soul nourishment during these intensely active times.

The header is from a photo taken today during an abbreviated nature walk. Spring has finally arrived!

Namaste 

What is poetry in motion? It is part of the first line of the song She Blinded Me With Science by Thomas Dolby. That is how this post’s title came to me today. But what does it look like from the inside out? It is absolute, unadulterated FEELING. It is timelessness and spaciousness rolled into NOW.

I decided to go outside for a nature walk to shoot something for today’s post. While I was sitting here on the laptop I hear what sounds like wind or rain.  I peeked outside and discovered that it was just beginning to rain. My first reaction was ” Damn I waited too long to go out!” Yet a few minutes later I grabbed my keys and cellphone, took off my glasses and walked out the door. The rain started to come down more forcefully and I decided to proceed. It is very warm today so it mimicked a summer storm. I did shoot one picture and realized that instead of hiding from the rain that I would embrace it! I felt so free and untethered. It was cold and wet and clean and exciting and I felt so in it!  I lifted my arms and let the forces move through meWhenever my thoughts turned to how soaking wet I was or will my phone stop working, I steered them back to the moment! I was determined to feel the moment and dance with nature.

To quote a term from the film Dazed and Confused,  I was LIVIN,  L-I-V-I-N!

So poetry is all about feelings for me. I write poems when I am full of emotion and I read poetry in order to feel something. That simple.

get-attachment (18)This was taken in the rain, still looks good !

I am adding a new poem today for your reading pleasure. It will be random and hopefully representative of today’s theme. Let’s find out together now …………….

This may appear planned but I swear it was random! I went to rifle through some old notebooks hoping to find one of my old  poems. I opened the first one I found and saw some sketches. I turned a couple more pages and saw some writing. I looked closer and saw it was a poem. It was written in 2005 and the title is Raindrops. Clearly I was guided here.

Raindrops

Raindrops, rain drops

all over the island of Love

Wet, sticky, musty, moist

Do I float or do I drown?

Where does the ocean end

and my tears begin?

Cry for the gulfs

Gulf of Mexico

The Gulf of Middle East

The Gulf between my beloved and I

Can one taste the salt

in both tears and deep blue sea?

Does  he cry for me?

Does he lie for me?

The rain splendidly showers

its music on the flowers,

iridescent treasures of the morning dew

Yet our jewels together were so few

Yet they shine like the Heaven’s light,

so shatteringly bright

***********************************************************************

I have compiled all my poetry posts here for convenient viewing or re-viewing.

grace-everpresent

the-wind

solstice-signs

a-snake-with-your-rumi

adventures-in-stillness-and-vast-mysteries

feelings-are-among-my-favorite-things

i-am-here-now

the-guest-house

gratitude

venus-in-pisces

trust-in-the-slow-work-of-god

Poetry Man is an old classic by Phoebe Snow. I recall hearing it many mornings on the school bus, thinking longingly about my high school crush. He did not write poetry, but he certainly inspired me to feel ……

header image courtesy of freerangestock.com

Raindrops by Litebeing Chronicles © 2005

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Poetry in Motion

What is poetry in motion? It is part of the first line of the song She Blinded Me With Science by Thomas Dolby. That is how this post’s title came to me today. But what does it look like from the inside out? It is absolute, unadulterated FEELING. It is timelessness and spaciousness rolled into NOW.

I decided to go outside for a nature walk to shoot something for today’s post. While I was sitting here on the laptop I hear what sounds like wind or rain.  I peeked outside and discovered that it was just beginning to rain. My first reaction was ” Damn I waited too long to go out!” Yet a few minutes later I grabbed my keys and cellphone, took off my glasses and walked out the door. The rain started to come down more forcefully and I decided to proceed. It is very warm today so it mimicked a summer storm. I did shoot one picture and realized that instead of hiding from the rain that I would embrace it! I felt so free and untethered. It was cold and wet and clean and exciting and I felt so in it!  I lifted my arms and let the forces move through meWhenever my thoughts turned to how soaking wet I was or will my phone stop working, I steered them back to the moment! I was determined to feel the moment and dance with nature.

To quote a term from the film Dazed and Confused,  I was LIVIN,  L-I-V-I-N!

So poetry is all about feelings for me. I write poems when I am full of emotion and I read poetry in order to feel something. That simple.

get-attachment (18)This was taken in the rain, still looks good !

I am adding a new poem today for your reading pleasure. It will be random and hopefully representative of today’s theme. Let’s find out together now …………….

This may appear planned but I swear it was random! I went to rifle through some old notebooks hoping to find one of my old  poems. I opened the first one I found and saw some sketches. I turned a couple more pages and saw some writing. I looked closer and saw it was a poem. It was written in 2005 and the title is Raindrops. Clearly I was guided here.

Raindrops

Raindrops, rain drops

all over the island of Love

Wet, sticky, musty, moist

Do I float or do I drown?

Where does the ocean end

and my tears begin?

Cry for the gulfs

Gulf of Mexico

The Gulf of Middle East

The Gulf between my beloved and I

Can one taste the salt

in both tears and deep blue sea?

Does  he cry for me?

Does he lie for me?

The rain splendidly showers

its music on the flowers,

iridescent treasures of the morning dew

Yet our jewels together were so few

Yet they shine like the Heaven’s light,

so shatteringly bright

***********************************************************************

I have compiled all my poetry posts here for convenient viewing or re-viewing.

grace-everpresent

the-wind

solstice-signs

a-snake-with-your-rumi

adventures-in-stillness-and-vast-mysteries

feelings-are-among-my-favorite-things

Poetry Man is an old classic by Phoebe Snow. I recall hearing it many mornings on the school bus, thinking longingly about my high school crush. He did not write poetry, but he certainly inspired me to feel ……

 

header image courtesy of freerangestock.com

Raindrops by Litebeing Chronicles © 2005

Poetry – feelings are among my “favorite things”

I have been feeling very emotional the past few days. Sad, excited, melancholy, fearful, joyous, bored, aggravated. At first I thought , so much for the Grand Water Trines and Star of David astrological configurations that have been gracing our planet. Then I came to the realization that water is emotion and plenty of water equals plenty of emoting. How individuals respond to transits will vary. One must consider more than the boiler plate definition of a transit or a planet such as a trine is good or Saturn is bad. Everyone is unique and even people born in the same hospital at the same time are going to process energy differently. So I conveniently forgot about over – emotionalism and focused on glittery mystical manifestations. So you live and learn!

Then I went with cellphone in hand on a short nature walk. You know the drill, take a stroll and be open to what appears. So coming round the bend I spot a few Eastern Tiger Swallowtails. Oh how excited I was to see these adventurous spirits once more!

For more details see https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/07/16/poetry-adventures-in-stillness-and-vast-mysteries/

As I got closer I noticed much activity among the various butterflies and bees. I made many attempts to shoot some male Swallowtails ( they do not have the blue markings of the female) without success. Once they got cozy and settled, my movements ruffled their wings and off they went. This was not a stillness moment at all. Once I realized that I was invading their space, I became a bit more detached and was able to produce this one shot:

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It was wonderfully liberating to photograph my first butterfly. A Facebook friend ( and actual friend) recently shared his swallowtail online and I must say it fired up my motivation to do the same. During the walk I contemplated that my intrusion may have threatened the butterflies’ freedom and security. I so love both freedom and security and some of my emotionality has to do with balancing both of these aspects in my daily life. The song ” Favorite Things” from The Sound of Music came to mind as I returned home. It could be a pre-cursor to Cognitive Behavioral Therapy since the premise is to replace old tapes with new positive thoughts. Yet replacing thoughts that no longer serve you is not the same as blocking or stuffing down emotions. Emotions are vital messages that need your focus and attention. Once they are acknowledged and embraced, they are free to trail off like the butterflies on a warm summer evening.

 While reflecting later on emotions and mindfulness, the song  Feel This Moment popped in my head. I really prefer to embrace and feel my feelings so they can serve their purpose and then dissolve. Feelings are such a gift and my nature is very watery with a Scorpio stellium, Moon in the 4th house, Mars in Cancer and a very prominent Neptune.

During this part of the post I always introduce some complementary , random poetry. In light of the emotional tone set today, I decided instead to include The Guest House by Rumi. It is a favorite of mine and is prominently placed on my refrigerator door. I have it placed there to remind me that every experience I encounter is a lesson to be learned.

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Regardless of where these transits take you, please remember that victim consciousness is a choice. You can always be active in your life by accepting and feeling your way through.

What are some of your favorite things?

How have you been feeling the past few days?

Do you judge or deny your emotional state of being?

How do you balance security and freedom?

for further study:

Cognitive Behavioral Therapy  http://www.beckinstitute.org/history-of-cbt/

Star of David configuration http://www.maryshea.com/star.html

Grand Water Trine

http://darkstarastrology.com/grand-trine/

 https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/07/22/three-births-in-one/

http://virgomagic.com/2013/07/16/uranus-turns-retrograde/

brown – eyed susan header and butterfly image by litebeing chronicles © 2013

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Poetry – How about a snake with your Rumi?

First I want to acknowledge the revolution happening while I post : While we ponder our relationship to the natural world and spirit world, let us send some light to our friends in Egypt.

To quote Anthony Bourdain in A Cook’s Tour, ” Welcome to my world! ” It seems that I am attracting many creatures lately.  Yesterday I received a surprise gift from a friend in the mail. The card  had three bunny rabbits on the cover. Than this morning, a large grayish bird smacked against the screen door of the living room. It seemed determined to pay me a visit. Then this evening I took a short walk. I felt the call of the wild beckoning me and I complied. Just a simple walk today, with the intention of being open. The humidity was bothering me, so I cut my stroll short. Other than a persistent fly, not much was happening. Then as I headed back inside, I spotted a light yellow /gold snake moving downhill. I squirmed as I made my way past this menacing reptile. I must admit I was afraid, years of conditioning and little experience with snakes sent me reeling. While I made my escape, I tried my best to capture its image in my mind for safe-keeping. Here is a somewhat similar photo of a garter snake:

By Cephas (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Now I know the snake is linked to Scorpio, but I prefer to align with the eagle or phoenix. Here are additional meanings for snake or serpent from http://www.whats-your-sign.com/snake-symbolic-meaning.html I aspire to the attributes found in Snake Totem:

Attributes of the Snake as a Totem or Animal Guide

  • A natural ability to balance energies (you’re likely a gifted healer)
  • Diplomatic and eloquent in areas of speech and writing
  • Dynamically intuitive (often knowing other’s thoughts and emotional states without trying)
  • Impulsive, but not without careful consideration. This may sound paradoxical, but those with the snake totem know what I mean here. 

I invite you to step into the calming energy of the snake, and see what this noble creature offers you in the form of messages, growth, and enlightenment.

There is no doubt, the snake is a unifying force embodying infinite messages to those who are energetically available to perceive them. Alchemists understood this, and thus incorporated the philosophy of snakes in their grimoires, practices, and even their daily life.

Indeed, alchemy literature is rife with the image of the uroboros which is symbolic of conceptualizing totality, embracing the whole of consciousness and devouring it with unquenchable passion.

When I read uroboros, I recognized that I had read this term somewhere before. It is a definition of my name Linda! So perhaps I am being invited to return to my totally conscious self.  Something to definitely ponder!

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Hydrangea , Summer 2013 by © litebeing chronicles

Update:  Thanks to Renate at Pisces, I learned the name of the flowers in my yard that I have been photographing for weeks, Hydrangea.  According to Wiktionary, the root hydrais derived  from Latin Hydra, the mythical serpent, originally from Ancient Greek ὕδρα, from Proto-Indo-European*wódr̥ (“water”).  Considering all the rain we have been having, I am almost certain the snake I saw is a water snake. Loving all the snake, Scorpio, water element, transformational synchronicity!

Today I am continuing the theme of pairing wildlife with poetry. I randomly picked this favorite Rumi poem:

It’s Rigged

It’s Rigged – everything in your favor.

So there is nothing to worry about.

Is there some position you want,

some office, some acclaim, some award, some con, some lover,

maybe two, maybe three, maybe four – all at once,

maybe a relationship

with

God?

I know there is a gold mine in you, when you find it

the wonderment of the earth’s gifts you will lay

aside as naturally as does

a child a

doll.

But, dear, how sweet you look to me kissing the unreal;

comfort, fulfill yourself in any way possible – do that until

you ache, until you ache,

then come to me

again.

see related posts: https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/05/28/linda/

https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/06/21/poetry-solstice-signs/

snake image by By Cephas (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

By Berit from Redhill/Surrey, UK (Green water, Seaford Uploaded by russavia) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Poetry – The Wind

I have been thinking about my upcoming movie review of Before Midnight. As I prepare to write this post, I have been pondering how films influence my ideas about love, and how in turn , my impressions of love affect my interpretation of films. I finished  The Wind immediately after viewing The New World with Colin Farrell and Q’orianka Kilcher. It was one of those films that transports you right into the story, as if you are living within it.  I wrote The Wind in 2006, amidst a backdrop of major life transitions and mystical awakenings. The intermingling of spiritual and personal love provided my muse.

By Uwe Kils also owner http://www.uwekils.com [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons

The Wind

You are my wind.

You are the force that makes ripples throughout every minute particle that comprises my body, spirit, and the inner corridors of my flaming, scorching heart.

Your motion knocks me from standing still or holding on to anything other than the barest, deepest, boldest inkling of truth.

God is forcing these phrases out of my fire, out of my pain, out of my wrenching sorrow.

I’ll say it here, I love you like I’ve loved no other. Ever or evermore. I cannot contain this love.

The longing is pungent yet sweet, bitter yet sour, empty yet overflowing to the ends of the encompassing sea.

Wave after wave after wave I ride. Dreaming, longing, melting into the state of You and I.

I cannot remember for even a fragment of a second my existence before your eyes found mine.

I am wandering aimlessly in a rapturous state of desire, untamed by no one but your eternal gaze, a laser beam through my being, only open to you, my flame, my wind.

©  litebeing chronicles 2006

stay tuned for my Before Midnight review, coming to a blog near you ….

related post: https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/litebeings-guide-to-the-movies/

header image by Berit from Redhill/Surrey, UK (Green water, Seaford Uploaded by russavia) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

ship image by Uwe Kils also owner http://www.uwekils.com [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons

Earth Day 2013

By Jean Tosti (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons

The Magnolia is my favorite tree this time of year. I watch for her to come into bloom faithfully every late March though mid April. Why are some forms of life like the Magnolia blossom both so exquisite and so fragile? Why are they often so delicate and so quick to transition?

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Perhaps the Magnolia’s fragility and delicacy are reminders that what is regarded as ephemeral requires respect, awe, and care. Our planet is not ephemeral, in fact the Earth is amazingly resilient. However, resilience cannot be mistaken for immunity from neglect, indifference, or lack of appreciation. Gaia contains many mysteries and secrets at her core, just like all the life forms that spend time here. Let’s honor her sacred splendor with respect, awe, and care.  Happy Earth Day!

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I just couldn’t resist this blissful rendition of an old anthem from my youth:

first image by http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/User:Jeantosti  (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)]

second image by wikipedia.org

third image by  http://cs.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedista:Zp                 http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5/deed.en