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  • Love Reflects Love

    esperanza plates
    See Video Clip at End of Post

    Today my guitar teacher’s husband unexpectedly, yet peacefully, died in his sleep at 90 years of age.  I have been taking guitar classes for a couple of years .  He sat in to watch me practice many times and always carried a smile on his face.

    Tonight I went to the viewing at the funeral house. I could see how heartbroken Esperanza was. I admired the love they shared and and had the privilege of seeing this beautiful couple completely in love after over 60 years of marriage. I was remembering the day I had videod them two years ago. Luis had celebrated his 88th birthday on August 20th. 

    On that day, Esperanza showed me five plates that were given as a birthday gift. I mentioned to Esperanza that I wanted to take pictures of the plates because of the symbolisms. When I got home this evening, I looked in my computer and realized that the day that I did the video was on September 25, 2007 – exactly 2 years to the day he died.  (more…)

  • Butterflies & Heartfelt Connections

    Monarch Butterflies Mating
    Monarch Butterflies Mating

    I took this picture of two monarch butterflies mating five days ago.  Since I am working from home, my desk sits about five feet from a french door that leads out to my garden. I happened to look out that day and there they were, in their dazzling embrace. It was exactly one month ago today that I embraced Sparky as he took his last breath. The memory of that bittersweet moment has kept my spirits high although I have cried many times. But because I gave myself the time to  really experience the letting go, the pain has subsided. I have a picture of Sparky on my desktop background as a visual of those beautiful brown expressive eyes.

    I picked up a box of his remains from Pet-Heaven, the company that did the cremation two weeks ago. Soon, I will have a special moment to release the remains or dig them in the ground. I think I will put them under the mango trees. (more…)

  • Life is a Gift…Don’t Let Anyone Rob You of It

    Sunrise off of Balcony of a Friend's Apt. in South Beach
    Sunrise off of Balcony of a Friend's Apt. in South Beach

    The creation of  life is a gift. We have to be able to SEE that any situation no matter how bad and symbolically may feel  is the end of the world and the end of your “current” life as you know it, is just that, a symbol.  They have to be seen  as an end of something so that a new opportunity can emerge. Job loss, divorce, health challenges are all tests to allow us to grow and emerge better and greater. (more…)

  • Bailout for a Company Spiraling to its Death

    The talks this week of the bailout for the auto industries has brought much opposing sides. On the one hand, if they are not bailed out, many people will be losing their jobs. If they file bankruptcy protection, they may emerge  out of this stronger than steel. It’s tough either way.

    Sometimes the “death” of something is really giving life to something else in a symbolic way. Death symbolically is letting go of something that is not working anymore. It is like the snake shedding its dry old skin. I myself, last year experienced the abyss like alot of people, But beyond the abyss there is new pasture, a new grounding place.  The oppportunities are there. While we are moving from here to there, it may feel like we are falling into an abyss, which some people may call it death. But really, the best way to ride that abyss is by being held in the arms of God, angels, guides, friends, family or anyone special in your life to help you get to the new destination. (more…)

  • Dear Life Letter

    I had a dream last night that I actually died. I was laying in bed in a hospital and organically felt and saw what it was like to “pass on”. I don’t know if what I saw in the dream is actually what happens. I suppose no one can really say except God.

    While I was emailing my sister, I got this insight of writing “dear Life letters”.  It is not my real thoughts. I am inventing a fictional character that regrets not doing much in life, someone who was negative and had a bad attitude in life.

    In that dream, after I died, this world, this body, had no more attachment. I wasn’t pulled to go back. Something else was pulling me somewhere else and I was not afraid. I didn’t know where but it felt peaceful. It was just interesting that the body which once had life could collapse and just be a blob and lay there on the bed lifeless. I guess that is how many people are anyway, like walking zombies confused and walking aimlessly in life, complaining and not doing anything constructive with their lives. That’s sad.

    Of course when you are really confronted with real death, you will fight for “dear life”. People should start writing letters to “dear life”, like this:

    “Dear Life, sorry I have been such a drip with my self loathing attitude that I am no good and I can’t do this and I can’t do that. Sorry I couldn’t really see how beautiful this earth, this creation really is. Sorry I took it for granted. And all the people that surround me and attempted to give me hope but with my bad attitude, I didn’t believe them.

    I’m sorry I didn’t take advantage of understanding how much I really can contribute in some way and that I do have something of value. I was so just darn afraid of being taken advantage again. You know, who can you trust in this world anyway.  I even bought into so many bad thoughts that I couldn’t concentrate on what good I could do. So dear life, be kind to me where you take me in what some people call the “afterlife”.

    If it is called “after life” does that mean you are there too? Maybe then finally I will have a better life. Sorry I couldn’t make it better here. Oh well next time around, I promise to make it better. Just don’t give me that amnesia serum or that nasty bad hypnosis serum of all those distorted thoughts. I should of gotten out of that bad hypnosis earlier to see that you, Life, wasn’t so bad after all. Oh well, see you in the next one.”

    Your truly,

    Random Unnecessary Voice(Fictional Character)