Life is for Learning

Life is for learning

  My daughter said it best... "Life is for learning" ...she is six years old. I told a friend today "I can honestly say I love everyone". A few hours later I'm at home putting away my farmers market goodies thinking about how to explain why I love everyone. Every person has a gift wrapped up next to their heart. When I speak to them I always try to "see" that gift and to also receive it. Some give it up willingly, some don't even realize they have it to give. Remember, giving is receiving. It may not be recognized immediately but, someday you may look back seeing the blessing of that interaction that stung a little. Surrendering my ego and banishing judgement and knowing that the person in front of me is someone's child, I try to love them as I love my own children. We ALL deserve that kind of love.  

Only Love is Real

Isn't it interesting when a loved one passes how the world seems to stop momentarily. How our senses become hyper aware. In this moment we know only love is real. Nothing else holds any value. We would give up anything to have only that love remain. This is the mind unclouded.  This is the heart leading the way.  This is the only truth. We no longer hold attachments to anger, jealously, hatred, or resentment. The light of love shines and burns them away for the illusions they really are. Thoughts of love are the path to your true state of being. 

Hawk Eyes

Thursday I dropped the kids off at school and was on my way to the San Isidro feria. On a curve I passed what looked to be a dead Hawk in the middle of my lane. I swerved to go around it. I glanced back in my rear view mirror and I thought I saw it move. I pulled over and turned around. He was alive! I stopped the car went over to him and picked him up and held him in my arms. I took him quickly back to my car so we would both be out of harms way. Sitting with him in the car and spoke calmly to him. He was beautiful, more than beautiful majestic. I had an animal in my arms that had never had contact with a human being before let alone in ones car. His eyes where brilliant orange. He seemed in shock but not badly hurt. His feet were curled this worried me a bit but other then that he seemed in good shape. I told him I was going to take him to someone who could help. I drove to Los Alamos a vet that I have known and trusted for many years. We were about 20 mins away. The hawks energy seemed to be improving on the drive. He sat on my lap the whole way there and when we arrived out front of the vet we had 15 mins until they opened. I feel SO grateful for those fifteen minutes! When I stopped the car he was looking directly at me. I moved my hand from the steering wheel and I could tell that my sudden movements made him nervous. He opened his mouth and seemed to be ready to defend himself. So, we sat there and stared into each other's eyes for 15 minutes! I thought peaceful thoughts of him healed and flying in the sky where he belonged. I wanted to convey to him that he was in no danger and my only intention was love and for his well being. He seemed to understand. He closed his mouth after the first minute and relaxed on my lap. Still staring into my eyes but with out the intense air of fear. When the vet assistant arrived and came up to the car the hawk got spooked and flew to the passenger seat. The vet then said "I will be right back with a crate for him".  Once again I looked into this amazing animals eyes and told him it is ok. He allowed me to pick him up and return him to my lap. We stared at each other for a while longer. When the assistant returned I placed him in the crate. He seemed to know everything was going to be ok, he trusted me. He didn't flap his wings or struggle. An emotion came over me that felt like sweet sadness. I was sad to leave this awesome creature but was full of gratitude feeling so incredibly blessed to be graced by its presents. What an awe inspiring experience. I can still see those golden orange eyes that looked into my soul ... I think I will see them for the rest of my life. 

I later found out he was taken to the animal sanctuary near Dominical called Alturas Wildlife Sanctuary where he is well on his way to recovering!

Teaching Kindness

 My husband and I weren't going to send my almost 5 year old daughter to kindergarden this Monday. She was at the tail end of a slight cough almost fully recovered. We thought one more day of rest at home is all she needed. She woke up early and her daddy went into her room to snuggle. He told her "Brooke your going to stay home today with mommy". She was terribly upset. Brooke loves school. We live in Costa Rica and she goes to the public school where everyone speaks Spanish. Although she was born here her father and I are English spoken from the east coast of the states. She is doing very well learning Spanish but as you can imagine it must be frustrating not always be able to communicate with your classmates. Brooke is my high spirited, strong willed, warrior princess. So even though some days she comes home frustrated she is always excited to go back and do it all again. She loves school! She begged her dad to let her go to school. In a final plea she said "But, I have to go to school to teach those kids how to be nice!" That is my warrior princess who I am sure will accomplish amazing feats in her lifetime!

FB in my dreams

   I had a dream last night. It was so vivid that when it came to me this afternoon I was not completely sure if it had been a dream or a waking memory. I recalled a post from FB. It was a list of numerous previous posts that an individual brought together to make a point. Many of which I recognized being posted on my own news feed by friends. One of these was showing dog abuse and the person responsible. Another post was naming people that were supporting GMO. Another posted pictures of animals abused in the meat and dairy industry. The over all message of the post was telling people to stop placing the blame. Stop reposting photos of horrendous acts to get the message across that it is wrong. As I was reading the post I agreed with it but at the sametime I noticed that they too were reposting horrendous acts to get their point across. This was only continuing to keep it in the minds of the masses under the guise of preventing acts of cruelty. To focus on these things is to give it power wether it be positive or negative it is power, a charge to stay in the conciousness of the masses. For example a dog will stay with an abusive owner because it is given attention, not loving attention as we precieve it but attention non the less. All we truly have control over is ourselves and on what we decide to put or attention.  We decide what seeds we want to sow and carefor with loving thoughts. Placing the blame is not changing the world or our thoughts about it. Thinking of how we can share loving thoughts and what we can post that may lift someone's spirits rather than bring a cloud of hopelessness. Share ideas of compassion and forgivingess for those that "no not what they do". Compassion, forgiviness, ultimately sharing love will change the world! 

   

Pupils of God

Can you see my daughter taking a photo of my eye?

     I am always coming from the view that God or Source is within me (us). The window through which I observe life is centered in the penetrating, dark, black hole of my pupils. The eyes are often called the window to the soul. When visions are perceived through my pupils it evokes an emotion and experience, becoming part of my consciousness influencing my vibration and creating who "I am" now. I've been told we are made in the image of God or Source? I see the the black holes of the universe as the pupils of God Source. I see the universe being absorbed by these black holes bringing all it perceives into the consciousness of God. I also feel that Source is constantly evolving and our vibrations have the capacity to change the face of God. As God evolves so does all of existence because we are all a spark of that Source influencing all that is. 

 

Perception and knowledge

Morning Meditation

Perception and knowledge

 When I look at the palm tree I see long thin leaves growing together on a single stem forming a natural fan. I see many of these on a single tree. The shades of green reveal to me the age of each branch from fresh delicious emerald green, to deep forest, and ultimately sun bleached yellow. Clumps of fallen bamboo leaves littering its palms. A smooth bark that sheds in sheaths. Lizards running up, down, and all around its living home. This is My perception of the tree outside my window. 

  If I were asked to take a deeper look and look beyond what my eyes perceive I might get closer to the truth of what is really there. Roots in the soil mingle with its brother the bamboo. I am touched by those roots beneath this very floor upon which I am sitting. They exist together providing for each other support. There is an exchange of breath as is above so is below. This tree is alive it feels my presents. This tree is perhaps more conscious then I am most of the time. Absent is its choice for freewill. In a constant state of meditation. There is much to learn from this projection of mind. Always in the now not concerned about the past. It does not hold a grudge against me for building fences, not showing favor, or even for never truly acknowledging its presents. If I choose to focus on loving this tree it will only grow in strength and beauty because I Am a witness to the knowledge of the truth that really is.

 Even deeper...

  The delicious emerald leaves mirror the gratefulness of deep fundamental relationships. Giving thanks for all that came before to nurture this present moment. The deep forest green giving confidence that all is well right now. All that is needed is being provided. An exquisite example of trust and acceptance. The sun bleached yellow leaves being called back to the sun. It's color being not lost but absorbed. A badge of knowledge proving life is always complete. The smooth bark sheaths shedding thoughts that no longer serve. As they lay on the ground brilliant orange and burgundy I see their beauty for what they were and what they will become. When all comes full circle it will begin again by feeding into what is most needed in this present moment. 

  Oh...and of the lizards.... They remind me to dream without attachments. 

Blessings