tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731762173286561871.post3387874110590856015..comments2023-10-11T11:58:15.514-04:00Comments on honor yourself: menorah thoughts....terri st. cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15051778033153655065noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731762173286561871.post-72566094056433167122009-12-22T08:14:45.971-05:002009-12-22T08:14:45.971-05:00Beloved...it is exactly what I do..I let all those...Beloved...it is exactly what I do..I let all those feelings flow through me, all the shattered pieces that feel like glass..that cut me as they move...I embrace them all as one thing moving. To ignore it would be to bring dishonor to me and the pain. I had to feel the pain of my young grandson or I would dishonor him because we are all connected. The Web of Life connects us. Our sacred contracts connect us. It isn't as sharp as it was the first day...nor will it be as sharp tomorrow...as with sea glass that moves and is moved about in the ocean, the jagged edges smooth over time and something wonderful and beautiful is created from the shatterings. So...we need to let it flow through us but the reason it comes in the first place? Is so that we can recognize and feel the pain of another being..in this way we validate one another and bring meaning to life. That is where the beauty and gloriousness of it resides! The Universe calls to us to do something, go somewhere and we show up...we connect...and in the connection the beauty is born.<br /> I showed up to read your bone sighs..I reached out to you and in the reaching out the pain was shared and a star was born. The candle was lit...and it burns brightly forevermore! Honoring the sacredness between us all is Divine leading us to be of service..to touch. That is what we do Beloved...we touch. In ways that matter.<br /> Thank You for touching me! Thank You for your sacred breath in the words you write...<br /> The Grandmother...<br /> Happy Sacred Season!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731762173286561871.post-36064119071082416312009-12-16T00:27:50.699-05:002009-12-16T00:27:50.699-05:00don't blow 'em out! You're supposed to...don't blow 'em out! You're supposed to let them burn all the way down :-)Zenchickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12717838725287773069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731762173286561871.post-52576561585973980992009-12-15T19:55:50.450-05:002009-12-15T19:55:50.450-05:00I love going on your mental travels with you. I...I love going on your mental travels with you. I'm never sure where we're going, but I love where we end up. <br /><br />I never got in touch with Patty in Africa about making something purple for the young girl. Is it too late to get an address? I want to sew in the new year.Merry MEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00462036349233154101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731762173286561871.post-31167183547274190742009-12-15T18:24:54.173-05:002009-12-15T18:24:54.173-05:00Wow! You've got your mission, sis...and it'...Wow! You've got your mission, sis...and it's not like you didn't have it before, but now you SEE it -- how perfectly you described it! and the flow..the deal of how you GOT the idea!! oh! And the thing of how everything passes through you and is touched by you as it goes forth..ohohohoh. How cool about the way that everything changes AS it goes through you - gets some of YOU in the mix! and how sometimes you feel compelled to hold...and eventually you do let go, and and and..i love this..LOVE it!Square-Peg Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11517814281600079549noreply@blogger.com