Enjoy your day!
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
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My Tuesday wish for you all.
Enjoy your day!
Good morning starshine
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below
Yes, I know - it's Superbowl Sunday. People are are watching "the big game." This house is hosting a small, gastronomic feast for the teen boys. Me, I bought it all and now I am just hanging out in the basement - yes, the game is on.
I worked like a dog last week - the salon was slammed and the hours were longer than usual. This is a good problem to have.
I knew I couldn't possibly write something yesterday morning; I needed the extra hour of sleep before I had to head on back to work to do it all again.
So, here I am.
Today, Peter and I looked through Facebook at the beautiful posts made in the young man's name who died the other day. Beyond awful. Heartbreaking. Achingly sad. My own thoughts go to his mom and his sister, two people I spent winter and spring lacrosse with. His cousins, girls I have known since they were young; one of whom I sat on the sidelines with for CYO basketball for years and now too, on the sidelines of lacrosse with her parents. My heart aches for them all. I can't even begin to imagine how exhausted from grief they must be.
The group of people who want to spread the word about the toll drugs take on a family is growing. Many of us are the choir. We've been stepping up and doing what we could for years. There are more than a few people involved with loved ones who are addicted to something.
And then, just today, at age 46, Phillip Seymour Hoffman is pronounced dead due to a drug OD.
Addiction has no age limit.
Emotional havoc has no age limit.
Grief has no time limit.
Talk until you are blue in the face to your kids. Fight with them FOR them. One of the posts I read from someone said that their son was in jail, without visitors since the end of June, in another state. The part that gave them peace was knowing he is still alive.
My tiny little village has it's own police force. One of the detectives, my friend Mike, took to FB today as a dad and a cop. This is what HE wrote:
Hey....we've had two tragic losses due to Heroin in our area and I've gotten calls and messages on what we can do as a community. I'm not going to make a long winded speech because you know what the deal is, but I will say what may work and help us hold this problem at bay....First, know your kid's new friends. If they aren't the friends you are used to seeing, question your kids about them and their families and use your gut feeling (if you've heard bad things...nine times out of ten, they are probably true) If you need, do as much background on these new "friends" as you can...if your kids overly defend them, there's a big RED flag. Second, if their interests in music, hobbies or life in general do a 180 degree, investigate (you will get called on it by your kids, but ignore them and keep digging....what's the most your kids will do....say they hate you?...whatever!...keep digging) and finally, if you uncover anything that you don't know about...call the police and ask...we will answer whatever question you have.....and help you. ...Guida
No matter how dark a life gets, it still CAN shine.
Keep your ears open, keep your eyes open, be a parent, not a friend - you can be a friend when they graduate college and can support themselves.
Fill the darkest night with a brilliant light
'Cause it's time for you to shine
Brighter than a shooting star
So shine no matter where you are
I know I need sleep. I have been known to use sleep as the perfect escape from life. When I don't get enough (which is more often than not) I become absolutely useless after a certain number of days. I know people who can get by on very little sleep and people who REALLY need eight hours. When life has you engaged, you can get by on less than five hours a night, OK, even four, but in general, I know I have to have at minimum six. Then I feel human.
I've written about dreams this week. And the voices in my dreams. Apparently, this has been a week where people have had WILD dreams and have heard equally wild things while they slept. Dreams so bizarre they woke up from their sleep believing what happened was real. Disturbing, frightening, beautiful, enlightening. There's no real pattern; it's what's going on in our own lives manifesting itself via our dreams. Have *you* had a wild week of dreams?
And the stars. Ah, I do love the stars. This week the sunsets proved extraordinary. The pictures posted on Facebook were ethereal. So glorious and beautiful and colorful and profound. The preface to stargazing was tinged with a beauty that captivated so many.
My wish for you, as we head into a three (or four) day weekend for many, is this: rest when you need it, dream dreams that bring you joy, wonder, and answers to questions you may have and observe a sky so vast and clear you can see into the heavens.
And of course, since it's Friday, dance!
I feel your love and I feel it burn
Down this river, every turn
Hope is a four-letter word
Sometimes, daring to look to the stars brings tremendous happiness and answers to long asked questions. It opens you up to the possibilities of "what if." And indeed, sometimes, the what if's are scary and off-putting and fabulous and fantastic.
Yesterday, my day was filled with rattling stars.
My day, as always, started with a moment of gratitude followed by the writing of this blog.
I had a Reiki-psychotherapy session. Thanks, Cathy!
I had a session with my card reader from Portland/Windham, Maine. You might recall last week I was frazzled. I knew I had to call on an expert. Jeri's readings are always intense, spot on and very, very good. I am happy to pass her number on for you to call her if you are so inclined: Psychic Readings by Jeri - Jeri Brem: 207-797-0044 - please tell her I sent you.
I visited with a friend. I had done a reading FOR her and she was happy to tell me she could validate everything I said to her three weeks ago. I loved that! My readings, for the record, are nothing like Jeri's but they are equally as good!
I called my mom to discuss the day's event as well as set up travel plans for Bella to go and spend a little time in Florida.
I did all the other stuff one does on a day off except for grocery shopping and cooking. I didn't do that at all.
After receiving instructions on what to focus on before sleep, I went to bed and ended up having, I believe, a dreamless sleep.
Indeed. The stars were rattled.
I think for today, YOU should rattle the stars. Don't be afraid.
I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
You be the sun,
I'll be the moon -
Just let your light
come shining through;
and when night comes,
just like the moon,
I'll shine the light
right back to you.
Today there is a full moon leading up to Memorial Day weekend.
I wonder how many people have used the stars, and the moon, as the place to look up and KNOW the person they love is looking at the exact same thing? I would bet it is trillions. Especially the people in the service who are so far away from home.
Bless them all for fighting for our freedom and standing up to the tyrannies in the world. We are safer, stronger and better due to their sacrifices.
Went outside and saw the moon; it made me think of you.
How much do I love this song?! I haven't heard it in years!
Let's put all the cares behind us
And go where they'll never find us
I just want to be there beside you
When the night comes
I did a google search for songs with stars in them. There are literally hundreds. Do you know how many versions of "When the Stars Go Blue" there are? A lot. And then I couldn't decide which one to use? Because let's face, Don McLeans's "Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)" is what popped into my head first. So today, I take on the role of VJ (a la MTV) and present you three videos. Listen to them when you can; you'll like them.
Bonus Track because really, I love Bono and The Corrs.
Believer in making dreams come true.