Tuesday, February 9, 2010

More Ocean Shots













East Coast or West Coast
Which is the Best Coast?
As long as it's the ocean you'll never lose


Sunday, January 31, 2010

Meet Me In Laguna

Meet Me In Laguna

Meet me in Laguna
If I go before you
Down by the steep cliffs at the water's edge
Walk along the sand and look for two seagulls
Flying toward the light house
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On our Special Days
On January twentieth
When our eyes first met across the room
Through transparent curls of crashing waves
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On Valentines
Like when we sipped an aqua melon slush
While the sun dipped low
Painting the world a scarlet glow
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On the day I was born
March four
The wind will whisper a song of love
To your soul from mine
Remember me and how I loved the ocean
Let the waves talk and laugh with you
As we used to do
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On October eleven
The day we joined our hearts and hands
Look across the golden waves and I will come to you
Through a gulls cry or a dolphins face
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On August nineteen
The day you were born
When the sun is reaching it's highest peak
The heat will warm your heart and set it afire
I'll be there

Meet me in Laguna
On the day I left this world
I'll come back to you
With the damp smell of sea
The water lapping at your feet
I'll kiss your toes with a gentle wave
I'll be there

For Rob

My Ideal Church

The name of my worship service would be The Serenity Spiritual Place
My ideal church wouldn't really be a church. It would be more like a way to worship and celebrate God's creation. Since I think of myself as a Zen, Shaman, Mormon, Mayan, Christian, Wiccan, Mystic because I have learned things from all these spiritual practices, I would combine all of these things in my ideal way to worship. It would be conducted by women or men but I would have enlightened women speak often because they make very good ministers.
Wiccan really means Wise Woman or Wise one. Some people are threatened by wise women
but enlightened ones are not threatened.

The place would change. Depending on the season. Preferably it would be out in the beauties of nature. Anywhere where you could enjoy the majesty of this beautiful world. It would be a place where we could appreciate and be close to nature like the Native Americans.
It might be in a High Mountain Valley filled with butterflies, wild flowers, Dragon flies, and humming birds,or by a a peaceful lake framed by pines. Or by the Ocean in Oregon with Driftwood, and cliffs and the sea sounds.
It would start with everyone singing a hymn we all know like "Let there be peace on Earth"
or "Shower the People You Love with Love" or "You Feel up My Senses" I have several songs I like that could fit here
There would be a thought presented sharing some ideas from any of the great spiritual masters.
Christ's teachings and love would be taught as a way to live happily and peacefully in life
Then we would have a Zen meditation listening to natural sounds or beautiful music be it Native
American or Asian flutes, harp music, drums, Celtic music, or piano classics
Every one would stand and we would do some Tai Chi movement tuning in and sensing the Chi in God's beauty surrounding us.
Someone would share a musical number either singing, or playing and instrument and sharing one of the gifts God had given them with others
Sharing- We would give whoever wanted to share a chance to give an uplifting or growing time they had experienced. Kind of like Mormons do or AA does .
We would meet once a month I think once a month on the first Sunday of each
month would be good at 11:00
We would close with a familiar spiritual song
Then a prayer to our higher power, who or whatever that may be for each one present

That is what I imagine sometimes as my ideal way to worship.
- Amen- or - Namaste- as they say in Yoga which means I honor the good in you and you honor the good in me

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Something About Birds



Something About Birds

When Seagulls return each spring my spirits lift

Watching them ride the wind currents cleansing the earth

Renewal fills my being

Doves tails pure as cotton cloud silk bring hearts and hands together

The Meadowlarks jubilant notes, my father cheers me from another sphere

When Mary left this plane, two eagles soared above the funeral home

Dancing and twisting, higher and higher they flew towards the aura of light

Canadian Geese fly together never leaving anyone behind

They form an arrow guide encouraging their friends with chiming chants

toward their future nests

When precious Princess our tuxedo cat passed away

An unusual black and white humming bird came to the window a few days later

It hovered, watching

Unlike the rest of the creatures of the earth birds have learned to defy it's pull

and soar in loftier places above the rest

They encourage us to spread our wings and sing


Something beyond words

Speaks through birds








Rob and I on Halloween


Rob and I decided to dress up like gypsies on Halloween. Here is a picture of our costumes: