Tag Archives: light

Scared of the dark.

This video reminded me of 2 things. My childhood fear of the dark, and my nearly lifelong battle with depression and disease.

I felt it was a really good metaphor for the latter. Sometimes shining a little light can sooth the emotions, but when that fails you just need to figure out why the darkness is there. It has a reason and once you know the reason it’s easier to see the light and the good in it.

May you never be afraid of the dark. May you always see the light. May you be understanding with yourself and others when learning to navigate the darkness. May you find ways to soothe every fear and find strength in your knowing. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Early Decorating for Joy

I decided to be an early bird. This year needs a little more cheer and light, and a week before I normally decorate is nothing. I might even leave them up until my birthday next February, we’ll see if I get sick of them before that. For now the extra pretties are very welcome.

This morning started with pancakes and dog loves. Even though Zen is a fairly large dog, he loves giving me hugs, and I don’t mind except when his paw catches a boob wrong. He loves me a lot, and I find him quite adorable.

Then once I got dressed decorating commenced. I got very sentimental and teary eyed when I realized this is the first holiday season I’ve been able to decorate my own home (not a rental house or apartment). It made up for the holiday seasons that we had nothing, and not even an good home.

Anya fluffed and lighted our cheap artificial tree. We’ve talked about having a fresh tree, but I am tapped out cash wise at the moment so that’s how we ended up with the one we did. As we were pulling decorations out of storage we discovered some damaged and broken, and some burnt out lights, but fortunately we had enough to do a good job decorating.

We all took turns putting ornaments on the tree, and I hung lights as many places as we could. We left two strings for outside and a tiny string for our wreath outside. Nathan will hang those sometime in the next few days. I got really emotional after doing the sliding door because it was so pretty.

Afterwards I spent some quality time with littles and kitties. It was a good day and my home feels like a home for holiday celebrating.

May you have fun decorating for holiday cheer. May you have plenty of quality time with your family. May beauty bring you joy and warm your heart. May you house feel like home. May you love your life and find reasons to celebrate. May you celebrate with joy and peace regardless of whether your home welcomes 2 or 20 or more. May you have everything you need and much that you want. May you know that God loves and supports you.

Om Shanti

Kit-bashed musically

Excerpts from Landslide by Fleetwood Mac, Carry on Wayward Son by Kansas, My Favorite Things by Julie Andrews…. They are my messages from the divine today via background music, may they serve you as well.


I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
‘Til the landslide brought me down

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin’ ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m gettin’ older, too
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide will bring it down

…………

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreamin’, Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don’t know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I’m like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, you will always remember, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life’s no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
For there’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more

…………

Raindrops on roses
And whiskers on kittens [& dust specks in sun beams]
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Doorbells and sleigh bells…
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings…
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver-white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things…
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad


Dear child within, I like you just the way you are.

It’s okay to play, don’t be so serious all the time.

Rest, it’s okay to relax. Let go and Love Your-Self. Slow down a bit.

If no one does it for you, you’ll eventually get to it, its okay if it takes longer.

Love those around you that do care, especially family you already have.

One step at a time, keep progressing, no matter what the speed. Any progress is better than no progress.

The only thing that is owed is love and respect of self. Let everyone else off the hook.

The rat race isn’t as bad as it seems, at least us rats are alive and can pretend we’re kings in castles.

Be like Martin Luther King, speak your dreams even when they sound outlandish to others.

Not all great heroes affect masses. Some merely master themselves and teach some children to do the same.

Just be you. You matter to God and that’s all that matters.


May your days make sense. May you have steady progress forward. May you experience expansion in good ways. May you love yourself, and heal enough to spread love everywhere.

Siva Hir Su