Wait for the light

Flying solo scares the bejeezus out of me.  Some times.

Especially in the dark of the night.

When I am working something out, or not,  the heavens seem to know they can find me at 330ish in the morning. I wake. The fear already wrapped tight, I start to use my "tools" to transform it into love. But there is NOTHING like the LIGHT of morning coming to literally lift off the darkness.  Angels of Mine...I commit to listening in the day time.  I do. Donald Miller told me 200 times in scripture it says DO NOT FEAR. Pretty sure thats cuz WE ARE GOING TO BE AFRAID. At 53, I know to be afraid. I know that things don't always work out. I also know that things not working out can actually be things working out. Paradox. Blessed Paradox.

I have a friend and business hero who put everything on the altar to promote her business and her passion...and her EVERYTHING was a lot more than most will ever even glance past. It didn't work out as she originally envisioned. She is not afraid. If she is, I can't see it or feel it.  I'm a watcher and a feeler.  I am a amazed. I am in awe. I feel MY potential by looking in on her...but I feel WAY to weary to pay her price. She scoops up the sacred heap of the remnants with peace. With no missed breaths, she has already started the transitioning to new places. In this lifetime she mastered fear. Mastered it.... and championed restructuring and HOPE.  I want to be like her...but do NOT want to pay the price. There.  I've said it. I want easy. I want only successes. Can't I please just be freaking amazing...FEARLESSS... without putting EVERYTHING on the line?

Yep. I know that ain't happening. I also know I'm pretty much NOT the girl to put EVERYTHING on the line...I don't move without some assurance. First child issues. Gots to keeps everybody SAFE.
 Call me Gideon. Again. And AGAIN. One more fire Gods...one more fire...could it be in the form of a penny placed in that place I asked it to be? So there is NO RETREAT on my part?

Did I tell you when I started Do Terra I didn't think through that I/we would actually one day have gathered thousands of people? That even though I/we have done it...and are gathering still...that there are days I feel like I have NO IDEA what I am doing and I am scared? I just want oils and happiness and incomes that produce sweet lives for my tribe.  I am just winging it people. I am just winging it with the best I know. Yep, in fear.  I have some ideas that worked for me...and a whole list of those that didn't work.  It's time for me to channel some Robyn Peay,  put fear in its rightful but non adhered to place, develop some new skills so I can assist in the growth of my business...so I can take it, and all of us to the next level. Please, give me/us wisdom. Grant us success in the changing world with the gift we have to share.

 I will take today to build an altar for myself. An altar covered in GRATITUDE for the grit and love and transforming example Robyn Peay's business savvy and life living has been to me. It will also stand as a remembrance of the GRACE I am continually given, and the rescue from FEAR while so in the dark. I will lay Donald's book next to Liane Moriarty's and Kamal Ravikant's and Michael Brown's. 4 Real people on my planet. :) I am real. I can be real like them.
4...the number of manifestation :)

 I listened (again) to AMILLION MILES IN A THOUSAND YEARS on my drive to Boise last weekend. I am struck by how different it is for me to hear this book read to me over my reading it. Both experiences were poignant...but the gleaning so different. I wrote of this book before...I'd love a chat if you partake. I went to get a copy for a retirement present and laughed as I found it in the Christian book section. Me and God. God and Me.  This is a book about the life story each of us is writing... How did God ever brave to let ME speak SOMETHING into the nothing? I am laughing...I will NOT EDIT GOD.  So...HERE    I    AM    xxooxxooxx

Delicious I tell you. Even more...the thoughts you will have as you lay the story over your own life...what would it be like if I lost the last 10 years of my life from my memory?

Love hard. Pray for me.

Make Room For ME

      FEEL the LOVE in her face.....I imagine all scripture writers have the same essence.
Mary Oliver (born September 10, 1935) is an American poet who has won the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize. The New York Times described her as "far and away, this country's best-selling poet." 

I seem to come to things LATE...later than most others. This time, my late introduction is a present indeed...as if she was wrapped up and saved for these very weeks of my life.

I love LOVE. I LOVE WORDS. I LOVE POEMS. I LOVE IDEAS. I LOVE Prophetesses.  I LOVE those who can speak my heart when only JOY or HURT can physically course through and my mouth moans and slags for words wanting.

A friend said to me recently, "you know Natalie, not EVERYTHING is co-ordinated and has spiritual meaning JUST FOR YOU". I needed a poem to respond. Mary has written them. Go read my response in her words...all of them. DON'T MISS ANY!!!  

Ummmmm...the BEAUTIFUL of      MY     life is...that INDEED, everything is co -ordinated with SOUL meaning JUST FOR ME.

 I CHOOSE.  :)

How incredulous that EACH OF US chooses the meanings in our lives. How fantastic the day the Fairies came and busted the walls down and let ALL the Giants (Mary Oliver) and Elemental's IN...the same day GOD became REAL....only LOVE...and Paradox His/Her/Their  Revealer.

 I was driving on TOLL road from Orlando up to home (Gainesville and Melrose)and the analogy was not lost on me that I was PAYING a fee to take the FASTER, more well maintained road...gathering my PAY within 10 days cards since I didn't have cash on me and they wouldn't accept credit.

I was listening to Tara Brach's book on Audible RADICAL ACCEPTANCE (my heart having burned as a friend at Movara shared a snipet and I knew I was to partake) when Tara reads in her own voice, Mary's poem GHOST pt 7 as follows:

Once only, and then in a dream,
I watched while, secretly
and with tenderness of any caring woman, a cow gave birth
to a red calf, tongued him dry and nursed him
in a warm corner
of the clear night
in the fragrant grass
in the wild domains
of the prairie spring, and i asked them,
in my dream i knelt down and asked them
to make room for me.

This is the first picture I hung in my new HOME after the divorce. I have had a cow "thing" going...it use to roosters..but I moooved :) on to cows...I ALMOST bought this huge cow pic in Boise...I have witnesses...I don't need to bore you with all the details. But lets just say, Sweet SWEET friend...INDEED the Universe, OUR GOD, does co ordinate and spiritually testify its LOVE to me in EVERYTHING.

EVERYONE is my angel.

                                                                              EVERYONE.

                   Especially YOU sweet friend when you BELIEVE otherwise and share that with me.

 Thank you Carol Lynn Peterson   THE VOW...MILLIES MOTHERS RED DRESS
Shakespeare, Whitman, Pam Pierson, Cummings, Maya Angelo, Dickenson, Frost, Bowning...Keats, Elliott, Jack Prelutsky...geez..I know I've forgotten some of the greats...
Yesterday after the wedding we had a lucious lazy morning just the family eating and feasting on SHEL SILVERSTEIN.
Thank you , THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! Shel Shilverstein  :) :) :) :) :)    
                                              THE VOICE
                                There is a voice inside of you
                                That whispers all day long,
                                "I fell that this is right for me,
                                 I know that this is wrong."
                                No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
                                Or wise man can decide
                                What's right for YOU---just listen to
                                The voice that speaks inside.
                         

 Friend...can you SEE how it all fits so MAGICALLY together?????

.....or a Mermaid Tail ....

I got to spend a minute or two assisting in the CREATION of this...my hands and heart are still squealing!!!!

I went to Florida to be there for the Grand Opening of THE HEALING HOUSE OF ALACHUA...Rudy and Ashley are frontline builders for me in Do Terra. They share the LOVE and HEALING of the Oils along with many other TOOLS in the Healing Chest. Ashley is a GIFTED Angel...and so is Rudy. They wrap me in my favoritest kind of LOVE. They have built a HOLY Temple.

 Dear Friend...it was God's purposed, co -ordinating magic that organized it all in synchronized timing....JUST FOR ME...sending me to their Temple for Spiritual Strengthening before  a big event in my life.  xxooxx  I was armed with sword of the Spirit... scripture from Mary Oliver. My feet shod in  remembrance of the tail of my MERMAID self :) that IS the gospel of PEACE.

Of course the PINK ones are mine :)

I wore my FAVORITE Breastplate of Righteousness (and had eyes to SEE)

I was reminded of my SHIELD of FAITH...

  HxOxMxE

And clasped on the Helmet of my Salvation.....

And tightened my belt of TRUTH......

And let the Angels anoint my HEART

xxooxx

Morning before Spencer and Casey's Wedding

SOOOO much happening in my heart...it is climbing out of my body. Such an odd sensation.

 I went to bed feeling the tugs of sadness I KNEW I would FEEL knowing that I will not be in the Temple to sit in the MOTHER'S chair for Spencer. I was too weary to kneel.  I rocked myself with my leg as the tears kept coming. I knew when I chose other truths that this would be a sacrifice I would have to lay on the altar. My human self just WANTS TO BE THERE!!!!!  My soul yearns for a different world. The moment is now. 

Sacrifice time is here.  

 I prayed for comfort that as I miss the physical witnessing, that my mother heart would be filled with the JOY of the marriage and not fixed on such a small part of what this means for our forever.  I called all the angels and grandmothers and grandfathers and had a little hissy fit and reminded them how REAL I am but I wanna show up my highest self...even in my deepest feelings. 

And then it happened. 

My heart filled with a love so big I don't even know how to write the words. 

First I thought of Enos. I KNEW that the love I was FEELING was like unto his. 

And I knew that I could NOT be excluded. 

I COULD SEE IT!!!! I can see it STILL.

The energy of    MY LOVE         WILL        seep past the exclusion--- and fill not only that chair, but all the chairs, AND the hearts of everyone joined there to participate. My love FILLS  the building AND the miles around the perimeter....ALL THE WAY TO ISTANBUL...into every person's heart...especially  to  all the Mother's everywhere who have taught their sons about the God they know the best they knew and know HOW to do it....

I kept thinking of Enos. 

LOVE IS THE ONLY REAL THING I KNOW!!!!!!

May the pure and  holy parts of  MY LOVE  spread and fill hearts...create a space that  others will look to the exclusions, the separating out, the teachings in Jesus' and  GOD's name,  and WONDER  if there is not ANOTHER WAY???  How can WE all  BE SOOOO LOST??? 

 No walls or chair filled with some other Mother can  keep my LOVE excluded.  A special blessing upon whoever that honored woman may be. I love you for being there.  The human in me longs that it would sit empty as a marker of  different choices.  I know that just because I am his physical mother doesn't mean that many others do not deserve to share that space with me. I welcome, and beg,  ALL who have Mothered him, to continue to HOLD HIM with me. We have a lot of life to live each other through. Our gift as mothers is to keep POURIN OUT THE LOVE!!. I feel SOOOOO much  gratitude for the LOVE  and tending everyone has given my boy. And to the Heavenly MOTHER  who created his soul and trusted his formative soul lessons with ME....My knees and lips are kissing YOUR altar. 

 I woke at 333am ... to be showered with comfort. I googled to remind myself the significance of 333.....The True Meaning of 33 and 333. The number 3 refers to the Trinity, and means that you are receiving divine protection, help, and guidance. In most cases, if you are seeing a lot of 3's, this is anAngel Number sign that you have a close connection to Jesus, the son in the Holy Trinity

Thank you Angels. 

And then my preacher pen pal had sent me this from Barbara Brown Taylor a favorite of both of ours:

 It can happen anywhere, in all kinds of ways. You can get lost on your way home. You can get lost looking for love. You can get lost between jobs. You can get lost looking for God. However it happens, take heart. Others before you have found a way in the wilderness, where there are as many angels as there are wild beasts, and plenty of other lost people too. All it takes is one of them to find you. All it takes is you to find one of them. However it happens, you could do worse than to kneel down and ask a blessing, remembering how many knees have kissed this altar before you.)

Then Grandmother Ellen mothered me in  her Facebook. post...and I remembered:

 I HAVE made an explosion.

 For me, with MY LOVE, there  ARE OTHER WAYS. I don't want a fight song. I am singing a LOVE song.  I will sing it LOUD TONIGHT and TOMORROW and ALWAYS...CAN YOU HEAR MY VOICE THIS TIME??? 

OUTSIDE YOUR BUILDING???? I will melt the walls. 

Jesus does. 

My power is turned on. I will be strong. I will sing my song.

I will send a LOVE WAVE that will envelope EVERYONE...ALL OF US together.

And do my part in my humanness to keep singing till we all FEEL as one. 

http://www.nbc.com/americas-got-talent/video/calysta-bevier/3054756

Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?

This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep
Everybody's worried about me
In too deep
Say I'm in too deep (in too deep)
And it's been two years I miss my home
But there's a fire burning in my bones
Still believe
Yeah, I still believe

And all…

Summer Solstice

Last night (Father's Day) I got on the lake at dusk. I had Grandad Steadwell's big blue shirt on wrapping me up in his love. He showed me a gorgeous feather on the way  that I picked up and brought in to my desk on my return.

 I was off to be on the water...MY MAGIC PLACE...to tell whoever my Heavenly Parents really are, THANK YOU..I had the sunset to my left and the almost full moon rising over the mountains to my right. I wish you could have been there with me to feel it. It was the BIGGEST moon I remember ever seeing. I sat and breathed in the beauty, the wonder, the GIFT of it all. I could FEEL the thousands of others out there LOVING on the same moon, the same sunset...together, ALONE.

4 white ducks circled me 4 times...we were quiet together...I wondered if I am the duck whisperer :) I wondered if I was counting wrong as I noticed them deliberately circling. 4 ducks..4 times circling and then 4 areas pondering for new intentions in the next 4 months. 4 stars out. 4 lights on in the homes surrounding the lake. 4...4...4444444!

I didn't want to come in. I had paddled to the middle and was just sitting. The Lemongrass was working super well, no mosquitoes. No one was expecting me anywhere for anything. The breeze was as if I had scripted it...I actually laughed out loud and asked "Where is the sound track?" Crickets started chirping on cue and a deep frog croak kept beat.  I swear, I wondered...did that really just happen? Were they already chirping and croaking and I just noticed?????

My life IS MAGICAL. I was taught that the sensations I was feeling are the Spirit of God....this electricity at the top of my head that flickers,  the race up the back of my spine, the warm swelling in my chest, overwhelmed  in love.  I was also taught that if I'm not living the commandments that I can't feel it---that it leaves me, it can't come and stay with me. So something is amiss. Either my personal experience has disproved another doctrine or the Gods continually give me an exception. ?Whatever you are, from wherever you come, THANK YOU.  I am living my choices by these feelings and not by what others say.  I know peace.  Peace is when I take my 4 intentions to the lake, sacred  and scared, not believing I am capable, and in petitioning--- am FILLED with Hope and LOVE and KNOWING that indeed.... I AM.

There is some pretty awesome DUCK TOTEM info out there...I was sad it wouldn't copy and paste...here is just some bits:  LUCKY DUCK...preparation meets opportunity :) Be in the NOW, be in the moment, this is where all your power exists and is available to you. Go with the FLOW...where the waters take you naturally. Be at peace.
Duck Totem:To see a Duck swimming is your connection with the unconscious and emotional body. They are reminding you that by allowing yourself to be vulnerable emotionally – you are freed to move on with your life. You have the ability to blend and adapt to different situations.

Angel numbers are in fact used as tools of communication from higher powers. All thru scripture...just research the number 40..or 7 or 12....

When you are receiving messages through Angel Number 4, the message likely has something to do with support. Number 4 is thought to symbolize stability in numerology. There are many ways to interpret this message, depending on what is relevant to your life.

It is possible that this message has something to do with building a foundation of sorts. Potentially, your angels are trying to tell you that it is time to focus on creating a solid infrastructure for future ventures.

Perhaps this is a sign that you need to take the time developing your skills or knowledge in the workplace. Angel Number 4 could very possibly be a message for you to take the time to really hone in on the area of your life where you want to reap benefits. By dedicating yourself to this realm, you will be setting yourself up to reach your ultimate goals.

If you are at a crossroads, Angel number 4 might be sending you a signal to follow the longer, more challenging road. Don’t take the easy way out. You will have all of the love and support to be successful in this undertaking.

This might seem daunting initially, but know that it will be worth the effort. Taking the time to do things the right way will give you greater success in the future. If it wasn’t the right path for you, then you spiritual guides would not encourage you to pursue it.

I wish I was brave enough to take my phone with me on the water.... this pic was taken after I drug the Kayak in the house. It was a 7 golf ball night ( I found 7 balls in the reeds as I kayaked the edges)...but as I bent over to pull the kayak up out of the water...3 fell back into the murky water leaving me with 4...yep...I GET IT. I HEAR YOU. I'm grateful. I've GOT THIS   :)

Father's Day

When I awoke this morning and the sun was starting to shine I was surprised I had slept so long. And GRATEFUL.  The other surprise were the feelings welled up in my throat and out my eyes. Today is Father's Day. Yes, I am grateful for my Father who gave me life,, and I love him. I came here to learn from his LOVE...and the learning has been DEEP.

But today, this Father's Day, I am flooded with gratitude that my children have THEIR Father. That together we poured out our best LOVE and got to experience the ALL of us. Not worrying about appropriateness and others interpretation, I am going to plow ahead and record MY RECORD of my love and gratitude....for me. For my children. And for Don. EPIC LOVE deserves EPIC GRATITUDE.

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to each of you for showing up here on the planet for me, for Dad, for US.

 Have I told you lately HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU...US???  WE ARE.....because Dad made a promise to me...and me to him. We ARE because Dad and I choose to LOVE each other for the eternities....and then could not wait to create the LOVE of YOU xxoox!!!!!   WE ARE such a BEAUTIFUL  creation.   I am grateful for all the life that has brought us to TODAY. Especially the parts that didn't feel so magical and look to others broken. (Wabi Sabi).  I love how the "broken" parts are the ones that have let  their/our  light IN. I don't believe in failure. I believe in growth and transitioning. THANK YOU DON J HARRIS. Because of your love, I am more authentically ME. Because of OUR Love and promises we have our family to share the journey of  forever.  I marvel in awe at each of our new loves and ways of LOVING. I stand incredulous in our light and knowings. THANK YOU  Don for all the love and caring and kindness and unkindnesses--- both directions. Thank you for choosing to live the REAL and the LOVE of US. Thank you for showing me other ways  a parent can Father. . Just THANK YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE the ALL of  US.

With a disdaining smirk I thumb the IRONY of my absolute abhorrence of the Mormon Church's doctrine of Polygamy... (Yea, let's not go there)...Yet, never with a more open or FULL heart, do I JOY in welcoming Marjorie into our family circle. Paradox. Truly, paradox  IS this life's lesson.  The relief and gratitude...literally JOY,  I feel at Don's HAPPINESS in finding her! And then the JOY of Casey and Holly joining us as well...Happy tears xxooxxooxx   And...the anticipation of Father's Day's YET TO COME!!!! And the GOOD  Fathering that will happen as a duplication of  Don J. Harris' example and goodness.  HIS IS OUR LIFE!!! WE CHOOSE THE HAPPY!!! WE CHOOSE THE LOVE!!!

I LOVE the principle of FATHERHOOD.

Amen

6 6 16 and 6 16 16

We signed for the sell of the B's home on 6 6 16. Then...yesterday they signed to buy their new one on 6 16 16...,Not so sure I like 6"S...it is unbelievable the number of things that went sideways...all corrected...but sideways non the less. Numbers, they MEAN things.

I just couldn''t get dressed for Strawberry Days Rodeo till I wrote down some MAGIC from today...the drive along highway 89 up into Harrison BLVD all the way up to Ogden Canyon...the 2 little boys..8 and 6 ish fishing on the pond. Soft serve ice cream at Chick Fillet. The blackbirds protecting their nest on my run. Pretending my water was coffee. Becky calling to check in. Waking up to the smell of my sheets. LOVING that I had no idea who I would meet today...and who new I might end up loving. Review from Rikki on Air B and B. Audio books. Remembering...I LOVE what I choose :)

Memorial Day 2016

 I LOVE when the flowers are EVERYWHERE....so much LOVE remembered.

 Funny what came up as I layed here under the most perfect BLUE sky. Weeding. Wheat grits. Bam Bam Specials (whole wheat pancakes that only the dog would eat SOMETIMES). Begging to go to Hawthorne to the Library. Batches of baby animals, all knowing she would tend to them or get them to the pound. Dying her hair. Not getting her hair wet in the pool. She loved Daises best of all. She loved cat tails...and I was surrounded by them on my Kayak trip earlier in the day. Hanging laundry. Tending. Strawberry Short cake for my birthday. Picking Blueberries. Gathering Pecans. Melrose Bay. Nana. Robinson's grocery. Trips to the dump. Nursing the boys in the car on the way home from church. Datsun B210 with hole in the floor. Cheese slicer from my hope chest. Explaining the Olympics. Shaving legs conversation. And ALOT of other stuff....

 G-mom hid peanut butter cookies from Grandad just for her and me. She would make "dippy" eggs so I could dip my toast in the soft yoke. I got to go find the chicken egg and wait to see if it was a double yoker----almost always was---MAGIC CHICKEN. Gave me a tiny diamond ring when I was 4 and I lost it in the dirt while making mud pies. Carrots and turnips. Knitting. Teaching me to knit. Sleeping out in the trailer by the back shed in the winters. Teaching me silly songs.."Oh I wish I was a little bar of soap...Oh I wish I was a little bar of soap...I would slippy and a slidey over everybody's hiney oh I wish I was a little bar of soap.".  Alone... soooo far away in Canada. McIntosh Caramel. Talking with Mom in the car about life and man choices. Collapsing at Mums grave. Watching her, and GrandDad as she left this world.

Eating his Rolaids like candy. HAPPY JUICE (coffee flavored cream and sugar) Smoker. BBQing. HUGE GARDEN. Eating his cherry tomatoes. Nap time on the cot in his room. Snorring. The Royal Family. Cussing with gusto. Jokes. Philosophy...so much I have adopted...WHO KNEW? War stories and atrocities. The FARM. Ray. Mowing the acres. onions. Eggs and Bacon every morning. Pork Chops. Smell of his garage. Fly strips. Car collection (just realized I probably got my car attachment from him!!!! Don't think he ever sold off one of his vehicles...he just kept them...even after they didn't work!!! Whoa!  "I love you Sissy" said to my Momma. The way he would hug her. They way he always asked "Are you alright?" And then he'd look deep in her eyes. Learning that he pair skated with my Mom. Meeting his family in Thunder Bay in my 40's. Genealogy on my Scottish side. His humor. Wiffle birds. Heart Monitor. Morning Paper at the table with his coffee. Stock checks. Shooting skunks. Wild Turkeys. Politics. Prejudice. WHERE IS GOD?  "right now, this minute, YOU are my favorite girl". Weirdo dream about the attic. War medals. Sunday night dances at the legion.

 Sometimes, some DAYS are just more significant. I woke and ran the canyon with my besties. Then, for YEARS I have had this magazine cut out of a project I wanted to do with the kids....a fish pond in a barrel...and today was the day. I LOVE HOME DEPOT...it was one stop get it all. Meg and I had more fun than the boys. We can hardly wait till Wednesday when it will be ready for the fish. My heart beats fast as I see Megan love creating her own MAGIC garden space of her own. I LOVE my life.

After the garden magic, Josh and Christine and I took the kayaks out in MY :) lake till it ends at the 11th hole,, got out, drug them, over the golf green into the rest of the lake....into a windy 2 mile path that opens into Utah Lake. I kept erupting with happiness. I wanted the world to come share the beauty of it all...but not all at once. I loved that we didn't pass a soul till we got  into Utah lake. I was surrounded by cat tails...,one of my moms favorites.
Some of the most interesting health benefits of cattail include its ability to reduce pain, speed wound healing, prevent infections, slow bleeding, and prevent cancer.
 The way back was interesting...between going against the wind and the shallow water it took twice as long to get back and I even got out and just walked it a good ways. But I felt the HAPPY of just being in the world...of being IN the water...of wind and sun and sand and birds and carp and my Joshy and my really being alone but not alone. I felt everything I had ever loved about any life that I have lived come to my chest and vibrate there.
I was so grateful to be born So grateful to my Mother...eager to take flowers to her grave. So grateful to everyone ahead of me who made the way so I could come. They knew the way here would be easy...but the way back would be windy and alone and some parts I would just have to stand up and drag my butt to the next smooth , deeper spot.
I layed in Springville Cemetery with the days end sun on my freshly showered skin and freshly washed hair. GrandDad liked it when my hair was WILD and bushy. "look like a true Scot". I knew mom would like my body wash and smiled. Thought of her Estee Lauder Youth Dew perfume ,opening the bottle in front of her mirror and smelling deep. Wondered on the medicinal quality of cat tails since they have shown up in a 3 sequence. Cried. Cried some more. Just missed her. Missed them. I feel like I need my people. Bless us. I need them more than ever NOW. Big transformations under way here.  Wondered what it would have been like to have had a mother--to have had HER in my  30s and 40's and...50's. WHAT /WHOin the Universe decides that I will do it without one?  Even as I write this I know she /they have been here.
I remembered her bringing the babies home and how much love that brought to me.  How my whole life I have loved a baby....and so did she.
How I am HER BABY.

Yellow headed black birds and Gator ORANGE HAPPY

These guys are all over the pond. There is one in particular who sits on my ridge and fusses at me.

The TOTEM:

One variety has a yellow head and throat which stands out strongly agains the black plumage. Yellow and black has long been associates with the Archangel Auriel. Auriel is considered the tallest of the angels with eyes that can see across eternity. This being oversees all of nature and all of the nature spirits. Auriel has traditonally been associated with the summer.

They nest in swamps, marshes and low brush - usually just a few feet from water. Again this reflects a tie to water, an ancient symbol for the feminine force and for Nature. They often use cattails as perches. A study of the herbal qualities and characteristics of cattail will provide further insight.

Blackbirds are known for fiercely staking out their own territory and they will often drive off any other of their kind in their vicinity. Because of this, the sight of two blackbirds sitting together is often considered a good omen. In Europe, blackbirds came to be associated with St.Kevin, and one story tells of how they nested in his hand. Again because of this association to have blackbirds nesting in your environment is usually a beneficial sign. St.Kevin was knows as a person of tremendous gentleness and love.

If the blackbird has come into your life as a totem, you will open to new surprises and to a new understanding of the forces of Nature as they begin to migrate into your life.

I am the HAPPY HAPPY Owner of 2 of these sweet kayaks. If you just want a Happy GET OUT of the world and GET IN the moment...come on over and we will get in the lake. Did I ever tell you how much I LOVE WATER????

OUCH :(

Even I don't get my weirdness in my attachment to this vehicle. She is a 2003 and I've had her since 2005. That's a LOT of getting places LOVE.    I    L  O  V  E  this car. Poor Michael...he was driving us to REI...we are in the parking lot going to park and this pretty, young, I think texting (she was looking down as she plowed into us) girl made this boo boo. It so ruined her day...and it didn't make mine great, but I really loved being 53 and KNOWINGS. I wanted to give her my peaceful heart and reassure her that this is just an inconvenience. Maybe we were suppose to meet?
I have been thinking for so long now over whether I should move on and get a new car since she has 248k on her??? Man, I just depend on her consistency and dependability. I love no car payment. I am praying for my car. Yes I am. Calling all angel mechanics to heal her quick and keep her with me.

The Love is getting Bigger and BIGGER

My heart is filled up and flowing out all over the place....We are SOOOOOOO excited to have CASEY and MARJORIE coming into our family. With Holly that makes THREE more Harris women to Love into us, around us, ON us, WITH US!!!

     Don and Marjorie to marry 11 June 2016

 Spencer and Casey to marry 1 July 2016

                                                 How ridiculously ADORABLE?

                                                 She choose MY grandmother's engagement ring...sniff sniff

                         That's MY BOY xxooxxooxxooxxooxx

                             Sam and Holly marry 19 Aug 2016 These are only a few of their adorable engagements....Spencer and Casey will have theirs posted soon,