MAY

May your day's be merry, mild and mellow enough to recover from the chaotic stressful day's that leave you feeling dazed, cranky and confused. May your mother always hold a special place in your heart and soul and continue to be a beautiful part of your soul naturally referred to with reverence and love.

May goodness promptly follow the bad lands on your path and may mercury rise like hope to lift you up and out of cumbersome times, times that feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders. In giving and receiving may love light and lead the way always a part of your days and nights forever. 

Search and Rescue

To seek and find, search and rescue as first responders of the planet, of the universe, of your corner of the world, rise! Rise, and shine like the beautiful life savers, you are. The one's on two legs, one or four! Know you are life's knights, mighty and gallant! Your gestures are perfectly timed for the one most in need of your presence like a masterful symphony with wisdom, courage, compassion, light, love, strength, laughter as the principal players of the grandest orchestra. The overcomers of darkness who whether they realize it or not, have put out the littlest campfire to raging out of control full-on fires, helped someone breathe better, somehow put into the position to lift-up another physically, emotionally, spiritually, you freed a captor of something maybe even him or herself. The awesome privilege of making life more livable, lovable and bearable, the greatest gifts known to earthbound inhabitants. OMG! The privilege to be a part of heavens grand scheme of things because of your presence making a minuscule or massive difference when you could. To search for and rescue who, what, when and where you could, you stood-up to the assignment and met and will meet the challenge of risking your own safety or peace, health or happiness. 

The moment angelic forces move is the moment life defines itself as a living breathing presence, entity, thing, place creature, the whole enchilada, entire pie a place in time and space as mysterious as the miracles that sustain it's sacred, scared, scorched, sad, magnificent, full, aching,round beautiful body. 

From the beginning we are led by traces of sunlight and evenings sweetly-lit by the moon. We come from each other, we are every age we've ever been with the capacity to recall the most fleeting moment, terrifying or fantastic that left us speechless and humble that we lived though something so overwhelming.

The memory bank inherently grateful for certain experiences that can only be described as breath taking miracles. The very fact of our existence and wondrous nature of every blessed thing taking place simultaneously, individually, in sync or out of but still by happenstance or at the precise moment, no one saw coming. Turns out each one of us is part of the Search and Rescue squad. *How cool is that!       Here's to you! XO     

Peace of Mind

Peace is like a soft running stream, it flows smoothly and moves with perfection like a long steady strand of ribbon, unraveling into bigger waters, the effect ripples to create a particular warmth and comfort our spirits long for. Chaos in our environment, in the world, in our own minds and hearts cause turmoil on many levels. Unrest brews, storms percolate and erupt like a volcano spewing mangled debris, ash and fire into the air with the hot molten lava of bitternes and anxiety that takes over a calm, quiet place.

Our souls however, instinctively resist hysteria and are compelled to rise above the anguish of inner and outer turmoil, we want to settle into a place where we can take refuge from the battles of life. Judgment, perception and attitude struggle between full-on mental and physical warfare and harmony, peace of mind, balance and centerdness. It is necessary to find our way back to a peaceful place, a stillness which is imperative to our survival as a species, like a salve on an open wound, peace and quiet are remedies for life's harshness and it's deafening noises.

The hateful ways of humanity are like a deep, raw and bloody wound that cannot heal. Love, respect, honor, care and concern expressed and shared is much more than an ointment, it is open heart surgery for a disease that can be cured of humankind's hostile nature. The effect of kindness and compassion is residual,  resinating to the core of our existence, as we long for a soft, tender place to land in a roughly hewn world.