[Thespiritexpress] "Stop ~ Look ~ Listen" ~ This day...

[cathy fantulin]

Listen to Toni! I know, I know..the mask thing.
Love it like you love ALL things.

On Mon, Sep 14, 2020, 8:50 AM Ron Nadeau via Thespiritexpress <
thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org> wrote:

> Early Morning
> 5:37a.m.
> (in between time)
>
> I like to rise early in the morning ~ there is a sense of stillness in the
> World ~ a place I feel in my heart that knows most people are safely
> tucked-in warm
> with pillow and blanket~.  A sense that I’ve got the World to myself,
> along with the first morning birds,
> the fish, the last lingering ever so quiet nocturnal creatures like foxes
> and owls, the flowers yet to fragile to open in the chilly morning dew~.
>  I’m able to feel the gap between night and day in the still silence and
> distinct sounds that are like those high funky notes at the end of a piano
> that you rarely hear played in the body of a composition but you know they
> are there for a purpose ~ the still silent transition between the dark and
> the light. Together they are one day ~ my morning catch that is the flavor
> of both, as the sun is subtlety becoming more luminescent as though some
> Angel has Her fingers on the dimmer bringing up a presence that stirs and
> blends
> my thoughts and perceptions into the alchemy of this day's unfolding~.
> I meet this day and everyday since I was 26 years old with a bit of
> wisdom spoken by the Master to his student in one of Og Mandino’s books:
> *“I greet this day with love in my heart”*
>
> This has helped to set the tone of the day like a cathedral bell to help
> unite in my thinking mind with my feeling heart~.
> Lately I’ve gone to bed with a sore throat and I’ve awakened with a sore
> throat ~ Toni says it is because I’ve been spending too much time outside
> in the smoke
> without a mask, breathing in too much smoke~. Of course she is correct ~
> and later in an e-mail to someone I write jokingly:
> ~"Today I smoked three fir trees, with a hint of manzanita and oak along
> with a faint nose of an old barn, parts of condo and…” …and I *stop* to
> consider what other ashes am I taking in from this funeral pyre carried in
> the winds~.
>
> …and I *stop* to feel within ~ I *stop* in this moment with love in my
> heart to take-in something else — the over 3 million acres ablaze and as
> yet to be
> counted thousands of homes, businesses and lives that have been consumed~.
> I’ve talked with a friend who barely got out when the phone rang at 2:00
> a.m. “get out now!" - they barely made it~.
> Their newly built home and all their personal and prized collections went
> up in the consuming dance of Mother Nature's inferno who shows us a thing
> or two about consumption~.
> They, along with others in Oregon went to work double time rescuing others
> - moving those who have been trapped in Covid isolation in Convalescent
> Care facilities
> away from loved one’s, smoke and burning towns ~ imagine these challenges…
>
> ~I finally spoke with a man I tried connecting with for two days as the
> cell tower was out ~ the fire only 45 mins. away ~ he was gathering what he
> could~. I talked with a mother, her two children (one with asthma) and
> their dog in a traffic caravan of smoke and ash soaked cars, trucks and
> trailers driving toward the promise of a lower air index - Arizona… Last
> night they found themselves in a roadside motel in the outskirts of Reno
>
> ~As the days shorten and seemingly shrink in the space between the dark
> time, the still silent moment between each breath, the fraction of a second
> between each heart beat and as each thought dissolves from one to another ~
> see if you can *stop* thinking, *look* within and *listen* deeper for the
> whisper of your Soul that is saying
> something wonderful to you ~ enjoy the day as there is a faint but yet
> perceivable message in the stillness and in each photon capsule of every
> ray of light ~~~
> and in the seeming darkness of each night and every day waiting to be
> received…
> “It” is in every ever present precious moment of Now~.
>
> *“I greet this day with Love in my heart”*
> *This Breath*
> ~Ron
> ~~~~~~~~~~~
>
> Do not forget that the ashes falling from the sky are all that remains of
> the pine and grass and thistle; they are also someones loved ones,
> cherished belongings, un-replaceable items, beloved animals, wild animals,
> bears, coyotes, deer, and mice & sooo many other creatures that could not
> escape. Scoop some up in a sacred manner. Take it to your altar. Offer
> prayers for these beings. Honor their death. Pray for life. Call in rain.
> Remind Fire that it is full, has gobbled enough, and can rest. May all
> beings be safe. May all beings be loved. May all beings be remembered. May
> all beings be mourned.  - Source unknown
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