My brother and I grew up listening to Creedence Clearwater. My dad was a huge fan. Anytime we hear a CCR tune we are triggered to reflect on fond memories of my dad. Hey Tonight and Have You Ever Seen The Rain in particular are two songs that definitely have my dads name all over them.
I heard this particular song the other day. Like always I thought of my dad. It’s a really beautiful song. I also found myself reflecting on fond memories but I also pondered the current events happening in this country right now as I listened to the lyrics. In my opinion, we are all on a journey. Some of us our drifters, adventurers or if you’re like me a free spirit. Some of us are trying to find our way in all of this darkness. The good news is there are so many light workers out there spreading that light in all of this darkness helping those lost souls find our way home.
I’m sharing my thoughts and this song as a reminder that we all have to shine our light as bright as possible. In doing so, together we can create a light so bright we will help those who are struggling find their way home.
There are two meanings of this song found on Wikipedia.
John Fogerty biographer Thomas M. Kitts describes the song as depicting a “world-weary figure,” perhaps Jeremiah, who “undertakes an uncertain journey.” The singer is confident as long as he “can see the light.” Kitts points out that the word light has two meanings in the song, a spiritual meaning, such as in “The Lord is my light” from Psalm 27, and “the secular light of love.” Kitts describes the music as having a “hymnal, church-like feel.”
John Fogerty expressed surprise in his coming up with a candle as a metaphor for a beacon guiding the singer home. He stated that the song is “about the loner in me. Wanting to feel understood, needing those at home to shine a light so that I can make my way back.”
Choose the meaning that resonates with you and just for today be a beacon of light and together we will guide this country home. As for me, I will light a candle in honor of my dad. He is no longer with me but who knows maybe he will see the light. I miss him every day.
Life is what you make it. In life we will experience good times and bad times. Sad times and happy times. In the good and happy times we are on top of the world. It’s in the sad and bad times that we learn what’s important. But more importantly it’s in these times we learn to be grateful for every moment. We find the joy in the simple things letting go of expectations of how we think life should be for ourselves and others. Everyone’s life is a gift and the greatest gift are those who get to share that story with us. When their life doesn’t meet our expectations it’s not the end of the world. Right or indifferent It’s their life and like you and me they might be finding joy in the story they are living. Even when it’s finding the joy in something simple like a beautiful sunset or a starry night sky. 🌹
It’s no secret my passion in life is to advocate for the homeless in America. While my heart goes out to many causes including black lives matter, all lives matter, Cancer, abuse….it’s the homeless epidemic in this nation that really pulls at my heart strings. We are supposedly the richest nation in the world, yet why is it that anyone is homeless in America. This covid thing has really bothered me. Mainly because while we are so busy fighting with each other about which political party is right, we fail to think about the people who are homeless or the people who will soon be kicked out of their home due to lack of work and money because both parties can’t get their shit together and find a solution to this pandemic. I don’t care which party is right or wrong. I think it’s time for everyone to recognize the little people who are caught in the middle of this fighting and will soon be left living in the streets. These are real People just trying to make a living. No stocks, no investments, just your average Joe trying to get by!
I read this article about this young boy named Theo. He’s 7 years old and has been homeless since he was born. His mom seems a bit off but I’m not judging. All I know is there is absolutely no reason for this little boy to spend his life living in a tent. I can’t even imagine. What makes this story even more heart wrenching is the parents are in the midst of a custody battle during a pandemic and Theo is caught in the middle. Unbelievable. Gosh this just made my stomach sick and I have to be honest it made me cry. I cried for this little boy and for the millions of people in America who are facing homelessness with young children because we have a bunch of political feuds going on. And I’m not talking just politicians. It’s everyone of us who find ourselves fighting on Social Media. How pathetic.
The president based his entire campaign on “Making America Great Again”. I’m sorry to disappoint but based on the homelessness in the USA along with increased racism and fighting, riots, protests, bullying…I’m not sure it was ever that great to begin with and in my opinion it sure as hell hasn’t gotten “Greater”. Yell at me if you want. Attack me with comments I don’t care. My heart is in the right place and as far as my passion about ending homelessness one day, that will always be a dream of mine. I am just so done with this political chaos. I just wish it would all stop. And who knows maybe as a country we can put our opinions aside and begin coming together to find a solution to bringing peace and togetherness in this nation. A nation where we help each other. Respect one another and learn to agree to disagree if only for the sake of doing the right thing not only for ourselves but for others.
My nephew will be 7 next month. I couldn’t even imagine my sweet little Kai having to live in a flipping tent because are nation isn’t that great! That’s my opinion and my opinion only.
So how about this. We may not always agree but in the words of Todd Rundgren “we can’t play this game anymore but can we still be friends?”
Stop! Look! Listen! The universe is always speaking to us.
I saw this beautiful rainbow tonight. So beautiful I got out of my car to take a picture. As I was taking the picture I noticed the stop sign. At the same time my phone buzzed with a reminder I have on my phone to buzz me throughout the day as a reminder “Something Wonderful Is About To Happen”. I have this reminder because life happens sometimes. Life can feel Super crazy. For me this is a great reminder to always expect something wonderful.
Just when things get a little overwhelming, the universe steps in causing me to stop, look and the next thing I know my phone buzzes and causes me to listen. At that moment I am reminded “Something Wonderful Is About To Happen”.
Tonight it was a beautiful rainbow. Life is good and the good news is The Universe Has My Back always providing me with something wonderful. I just have to Stop, Look and Listen.
You suck! January started with hopes of a fun new year. I was super excited. Then March rolled around. Shut downs, pandemics and quarantines have been absolutely draining. I have tried my best to adapt to the situation at hand. I’ve learned many things along the way. I’ve become an office helper. I’ll be honest, office work hasn’t been my gig but I’ve tried my best. I have become a hair colorist, a manicurist and pedicurist and most recently I’ve become a nurse learning to give my mom shots. I’m an errand girl, an Uber Driver and a Gardner. I admit it!!! I suck at it all. My memory loss has caused me to be a horrible office helper. And while I’m awesome at investigating doing nails is not my thing. I sanded my nails with a hand sander and now they won’t grow back. I’m afraid of needles so nursing has been a catastrophe and tonight when I colored my moms hair I quickly realized a hair stylist I am not. My moms neck and face were covered in hair dye. I think she might blow a popsicle stand when she sees herself in the mirror and I have to break the news. “No! These aren’t age spots!” Prayers greatly appreciated. 🙏🏻
Today is June 4th. It’s summer for goodness sakes. I want to travel. I want to go to the beach. I want to do lunch and I want to go dancing! At a club with tons of people. So 2020….Let’s make a deal. Let the hair and nails salons open, let office people return to work and let’s agree to allow the last six months of 2020 to get back to normal. I need a VACA ASAP!!
A friend of mine was set to get married on April 4th at Dodger Stadium. He had finally found the love of his life or so he thought.
The coronavirus happened as well as the shutdown in California. He was laid off from his job and when he was, his fiancé dumped him. Her reason. “You have no job”. Wow! Well he’s been brooding and is naturally devastated. While my heart goes out to him I managed to tell him this woman clearly wasn’t the love of his life. Or better, he wasn’t hers.
I got a sappy text today from him. His ex fiancé hasn’t even bothered to contact him. In her eyes, he’s a loser. In my eyes, well she’s a bitch! But it’s none of my business. My reply was the following. Don’t take things personally. My motto if your partner can’t love you in the bad times……NEXT!!! We all need a little reminder. Whatever happens….don’t take it personally. You’ll only hurt yourself if you do.
“Whatever happens around you, don’t take it personally… Nothing other people do is because of you. It is because of themselves. All people live in their own dream, in their own mind; they are in a completely different world from the one we live in. When we take something personally, we make the assumption that they know what is in our world, and we try to impose our world on their world.
Even when a situation seems so personal, even if others insult you directly, it has nothing to do with you. What they say, what they do, and the opinions they give are according to the agreements they have in their own minds…Taking things personally makes you easy prey for these predators, the black magicians. They can hook you easily with one little opinion and feed you whatever poison they want, and because you take it personally, you eat it up….
But if you do not take it personally, you are immune in the middle of hell. Immunity in the middle of hell is the gift of this agreement.”
Life should not be lived through a series of mind games, but from truth and looking deep within.For better or worse, many people have been raised to believe that communicating in an honest and open way will not get them what they want. They have learned, instead, to play mind games or go on power trips in the service of their ego’s agenda. People stuck in this outmoded and inefficient style of communication can be trying at best and downright destructive at worst. We may get caught up in thinking we have to play the same games in order to defend ourselves, but that will only lead us deeper into confusion and conflict. The best way to handle people like this is to be clear and honest with them.
As with all relationships and situations in our lives, we must look within for both the source of our difficulties and the solution. Reacting to the situation by getting upset will only entrench us more deeply in the undesirable relationship. Only by disengaging, becoming still, and going within can we begin to see what has hooked us into the mess in the first place. We will most likely find unprocessed emotions that we can finally fully feel and release into the stillness we find in meditation. The more we are able to do this, the less we will be bothered by the other person’s dramas and the more we will be free to respond in a new way. In the light of our new awareness, the situation will untangle itself and we will slowly break free.
Whenever people come into our lives, they have come for a reason, to show us something about ourselves that we have not been able to see. When unhealthy people try to hook us into their patterns with mind games and power trips, we can remind ourselves that we have something to learn here and that a part of us is calling out for healing. This takes the focus off the troubling individual and puts it back on us, giving us the opportunity to change the situation from the inside out.
Those of you who grew up in a small town can relate to this. When I was a kid, my favorite part of waking up in the morning was waking up to the sound of chirping birds outside. As a young kid, it was so peaceful and inviting. In those days, I could hear the sound of lawn mowers as our neighbors would be outside mowing their lawn. I suspect they would do this early before the temperatures would rise to often times over 100 degrees. I would just lie in my bed listening to the birds singing before I got up. For me, it was my favorite part of the day.
I opened my window last night. The weather here is really changing. Summer is right around the corner. I woke up and was greeted by the chirping birds outside. Just like I was a kid I felt a sense of peace. I also felt a sense of nostalgia missing the days when I was a kid. Life was good. My only worry was what fun I was going to have that day.
I love city living and I’ll be honest, I miss the city quite a bit. However, in the city you wake up to the sounds of sirens or honking from all the traffic outside. Here….not so much. I do hear the sounds of cars passing by heading to work but I also here the sound of all the birds singing loudly. To me that’s peace. I have to say, I really love it here. Country living…..it’s awesome when you take a few minutes to recognize the blessing. For me it comes in the form of birds chirping outside my window.
I took this picture of a pheasant in my brothers organic apple orchard
Good morning. My beautiful cousin surprised me the other day by mailing me a “bottle” of positive vibes and good juju the other day. I received them with so much love. After all, she’s my best friend in the whole world. She’s like a sister to me. I love her so much. I loved her thoughtful gift so much I was prompted to share my “bottle of positive vibes and good juju” with others today. I hope you receive my gift with the same gratitude I did the day I received mine. Have a great day 💫❤️