Bye bye Father Time Hello Baby New Year

Farewell to the old ways as I welcome the new. This is the photo I started my blog with last January. I think I was 38 here. I just turned 57, but I do not regret moving onward and upward, esp in consciousness. I open the book "Guide for the Advanced Soul" and stopped at this:
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"Be realistic:
Plan for a miracle."
--Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
(known now as OSHO)
..............and...................

This by Rainer Maria Rilke:

"I want to beseech you...

to be patient toward all

that is unsolved in your heart

and try to love the

questions themselves

like locked rooms and

like books

that are written in a

very foreign tongue.

Do not now seek the answers

which cannot be given you

because you would not be

able to live them,

And the point is to

live everything.

Live the questions now.

Perhaps you will then

gradually, without noticing it,

evolve some distant day

into the answer."

*****

Highest and best blessings for your year's ending with enthusiasm and anticipation of optimistic rewards in the new year ahead.

Mighty Fine

oh, isn't it about time?

isn't it just about time,

we all look to a mighty fine line,

that Path that takes us into the

Wondrous Unknown ahead

knowing, too, we can do best by

Being Here Now

oh, isn't it about time?

don't you want to tread that

fine line

waves whoosh over the sand

washing our prints all away

yet never forget, nothing is lost

we will leave them again

another day

isn't it about time?

to open that line of

communication

linked to your Soul

Father Time is tired

a spectral glistening as it

fades away

wide-eyed infant New Year

bursts forth with a gummy grin

oh, isn't it about time to forgive

the crimes against you

forgive yourself and then...

rise up and live more freely

inherently knowing, too,

that this Mighty Fine 2009

has lots of goodness in store

for You!

--with love from

Your SisSTAR Kylita

12/31/08 4:44 pm

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be back with you next year,

Bloggie Souls! ;oD

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"Rest satisfied with doing well,

and

leave others to talk of you

as they will."

--Pythagoras

Whew! what a week...

Ahhh, peaceful slumbers amongst friends (photo credit ?) but thought it represented how I'm feeling right now. The kitty is me, of course, and Jeff's the hound. We are pooped out and yearning for some good rest. We wish all of you out there some restful, calming moments to rejuvenate, and should you so choose, some happy, crazy fun after the batteries are recharged. Ahhhhhh, Saturday at nearly 2 a.m. Goodnight, Bloggie Souls, and enjoy this holiday weekend...more to come down the road, but first take time to dream of good times and don't be afraid of what the future has to hold. Just a waste of time, you know! Listen to your Earth Mother here, heed my words, my friends. No fear, just courage, and knowing all will be getter ... mine and Jeff's motto these 23 yrs: "It's always getting better."
Sleep well, wake with excitement and enthusiasm for the day, and knowing you are blessed for wonderment.
p.s. I just fell asleep with my head nodding...time to hit the hay! (she says bleary eyed and like a bobble-head). Goodnight, now. xoxo

sorry...been hibernating

Jeffrey, Kyle & Tuffy Boy would like to take this time to wish all of you Happy Holidays--whatever it is that you celebrate at this time of year. We have single-digit temps and 2 feet of snow out in the yard, and life goes on. Blessings to you all and good wishes for a Mighty Fine 2009.

Thanks very much to all of you who have graced me with your presence on this blog...one I started last January with the gentle urging of a dear friend. I have met some of the most wonderful people on here and I want to express my gratitude.

Here's to another year ahead of blogging our little hearts away with Soul as the center.

Namaste xoxoxo

with love from Your SisSTAR xoxo

In Memoriam

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Survived the Full Moon and had a hibernatingly wonderful Saturday.

Tomorrow we go to the IMAX theater with our friends Becky and Michael to see The Day The Earth Stood Still--love that IMAX!!

Watched The Dark Horse Years DVD of George Harrison and his music--my favorite Beatle. Wish I had the fan letter I wrote to him when I was 13. I bet it was 10 pages long and gushing and heartwrenching and pathetically, hormonally adolescence and puberty all wrapped up in one embarrassing tome. Only fan letter I ever wrote. My Sweet Lord *=*

Our friend Gary came over to visit tonight and we had Alibi Pizza-yum! Was good to get together again--hadn't seen him in 6 wks or so. He disappeared before "hunting season". We gave him a big blue coffee stein with a gold large mouth bass on the front, and the handle is a naked woman. We decided it was a "Bass Ho" mug!

We got holiday/bd/anniv gifts from our friends Kristine and CJ from the U.P. (that's Upper Peninsula for you not from this area--or Yoopers) across the Mackinac Bridge, a 5 mile long suspension bridge connecting our peninsulas. We are called Trolls since we live "under the bridge". But anyway, one of my gifts (yes, say what you will, I open gifts when I get them!) is silver earrings of the Bridge and they are awesome. I'm wearing them now, and for having two bridges hanging from my ears, I feel no burden of weight. Our state motto is: If you seek a pleasant peninsula, look about you.

I also received a birthday card of a cat saying how great homemade gifts are, and inside is a little gross wad (cotton, I pray) of a coughed-up furball ... AND a gift certificate to a restaurant! Hmmmm.....good thing I have a strong stomach--but seriously, it was great! I still remember a birthday card from my ex-sister-in-law Susie on my 50th birthday of the Grim Reaper with his bony finger stretched out to a "come hither" at me ... and inside it said, "Come to Papa!" But I love the Grim Reaper, Spectre, Father Time, Saturn, you know what I mean.

Well, it's cold and snowy outside and all seems pretty peaceful. It's nearing 2 a.m. and I better get myself to bed to rest up to go to the IMAX and prepare to be dazzled--with a good message.

I also watched a movie recommended by SisSTAR Rhi ... August Rush ... I watched it by myself Friday night and it was so beautiful and I resonated with it immensely and cried myself some swollen frog-eyelids, but they were happy tears. I also hear music in everything.

*****

May you all be warm and cozy,

your Present Moment rosy

and may you make your precious

dreams come true.

Dream Well, Bloggie Souls.

With love from,

Your SisSTAR

xoxoxo

KLH - Keep Laughin', Honey!

here birdie birdie

Hi folks, it's another chilly night in Mi Casa. Why did I ever have the lovely idea of keeping the thermostat on 60 degrees so we could lower our monthly gas bills (2 yrs ago!) and it worked great, really did lower them significantly. But I remember I used to say, "Why the hell freeze to death if we're paying this much money, anyway?" but that was then and this is now. I don't know how my beloved plants are flourishing as they are in this chilly house, but the Christmas cacti are blooming beautifully, and I have 2 blooms on the Peace Lily, the shamrocks are still rockin' and the Angel Wing begonia has about tripled its size this year. Who knew fresh soil and fertilizer would help so much? Some of my plants are very, very old. My Christmas cactus was my Grandma Haswell's and it's been in this house probably as long as I have. She would be something like 140 now. Mom kept it going and now I have 2 large ones since it was outside for the summer once and the wind knocked it over and it broke. I think that's a good analogy of seemingly bad circumstances turning out equitably better. My plants mean a lot to me and I can always tell when I myself am feeling poorly because they will reflect that. I guess I must be doing pretty darned good--perhaps the cold agrees with me?--but the plants are hanging in there in spite of 60-62 degrees. Bless them, because they can often bloom just at the right moment to lift my spirits, like how the cactus bloomed on what would've been my mom's birthday (11/26) and how I was sad the Peace Rose outdoors never put out buds this yr and then in the middle of October it put out the lovely yellow rose I'm using right now as my header photo at the top. That's why I took so many photos of it--to remember. I can look at it and still smell that heavenly scent.
I don't know how I got off on the "plant" tangent after posting Tuffy's photo in the snow, but I think it is good to know that if we are capable of adapting somehow to allow for unforeseen circumstances, there are ordinary, everyday moments in time when you can look around your surroundings and find something extraordinary that only appears to be run of the mill. In fact, I marvel often at this little home we live in...all the memories of a family's lifetime and now our lifetime. I know my family would be proud to know how we are hanging in there, keeping the home fires burning, albeit chillier than in the past, but we have lots of warm clothing and blankets (and Jeff has a nice warm waterbed!) We count our blessings all the time knowing that others aren't as fortunate as we are ... and we would pray that everyone would know the joy of having a place to call home, even if it is a very small place, even if it is one room, because what matters is what "home" is in your heart. Some hearts are warm and friendly and the fires are burning brightly, and others warm their weary bones there ... other hearts are chilled and sometimes frozen and need the nearness of some humanity and love and warmth ... to know life goes on and it's worth it. I am blessed with a best friend in my husband, Jeff, and we do our best to treat each other with love and respect, no games, no name-calling, no disrespect that crushes the Soul ... and we are blessed with a little furry companion who came here when our spirits were sinking, and all of us needed a lift. It was at that time that my nephew, named the same as my father and my brother, stayed with us for nearly 9 months. He got to be Tuffy's "cousin" for awhile and I think he lifted his spirits, too, from grieving the loss of his father. I miss him, though I am doing nothing any more to communicate with him because it is too difficult. One day I hope that he will have enough desire to let us know how he is, as well as his sister, and we can laugh and feel part of a family again. One day, maybe... but for now my family is Jeff and Tuffy Boy. I have some very nice friends spread around all over, and some of you I have met on here while blogging, and you feel very real and meaningful to me, and I thank you. It's been at a time when I needed the warmth of another Soul. It helps me to stay warm, even in a chilly house, even with the cold winds whipping around the little cinder block home, even when our front porch step, the main one into the place, fell right off on what would've been my Mom's birthday. That's never happened in my lifetime...maybe some heavy stuff ran off out the door, said, "Child-woman, you gotta lay your burdens down, you gotta let this heavy shit outta here..." and some Spectre took off, so heavy-laden that that old cement porch step toppled right over! That same day, as I went into the house, I heard the TV blasting in the "blue room" (here where I type) and I turned that off (Jeff admitted he forgot to turn it off--no problem) but after it was turned off, I still kept hearing a buzzing noise and I followed my ears to an old antique lamp of a woman with sunflowers all over, a big sunflower surrounding the face of an old clock which doesn't work... well, the buzzing was coming from that clock, the second hand was caught on the minute hand! I guess it was working all of a sudden? Lots of quirky stuff that day...but I am digressing so badly, I think I better get off here for now. Sometimes I think I shy away from blogging because, being someone who LOVES to type, I get on here and ratatatat forever. I keep thinking I'm supposed to appear interesting or fun or funny or poignant ... but then I remember, oh, yeah! I'm just supposed to do whatever I do! No one to impress here but me, right? And that reminds me, I'm real impressed with my cat ... and I think he's been out in the snow long enough so goodnight, Bloggie Souls, and thank you for being out there. I know you are, but what am I? ;oD
Love from your SisSTAR xoxo