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Monday, January 15, 2018

I HAVE A DREAM



He stood on the steps.
He called, "I have a dream."
Hope and Resistance was born.




Standing on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, Dr. Martin Luther King Junior changed the lives of countless millions. The future and hope for mankind was expanded on that day.  With gratitude for one who stood bravely in the crosshairs for the people of his time and for generations to come.



I was 13 years old living in a world lacking the richness of cultural diversity when Dr. King spoke the words, "I have a dream."  However, I had been blessed deeply in the man I was given as father. a man of good heart and good intention.  My Daddy had been raised on a farm in the South.  Born in 1898 he had seen and experienced much.  Through the years, Daddy had shared with me snippets of life in The South and the prejudice crossing into all aspects of life there.  One of my Father's dearest gifts to me was his sense of inclusive love and justice for ALL PEOPLE - indeed for ALL LIFE.  My father was one of the few men truly deserving to be called a gentle-man.  With gratitude to my father who first opened my heart, so I was able to deeply hear the words of Dr. King. 



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Sunday, January 14, 2018

Yogananda



The Beloved awaits.

White candle illuminates-

Igniting my heart.



Early morning has always been my favorite part of the day.  The quiet, just a bit before the night greets the morning in dawn.  When I breath in it seems air is moving through me that comes to me from a thousand thousand miles and all the earth is breathing with me. 






Saturday, January 13, 2018

N O W




Television off -

Windows open, welcoming... 

and ‘NOW’ is calm.


Today I have turned off the news, with images of the devastation and firsthand accounts of the horror of the Mudslide in Montecito following The Thomas Fire.  The People do need to tell their story, and with respect I have been listening.  That being said, I am taking a little break from the stories.  Living on the hill – saved from the fire (about a mile away at it’s closest) –so then subsequently saved from mudslides of a magnitude none could have imagined were coming. 

Peace in a moment of NOW.

A deep sadness permeates my home town.

I baked cookies. This morning I will frost them and will take them to my neighbors – a small token of appreciation for their goodness.   

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Friday, January 12, 2018

Call to DIVINE MOTHER






Oh Montecito -


Thirty miles square destroyed !



Oh Divine Mother . . .







 Seeking Divine Mother's healing hand after The Thomas Fire which was quickly followed by devastating mudslides in Montecito, California

(information about the artist who created this painting: Freydoon Rassouli is an Iranian-Born, American abstract surrealist and artist and author. Inspired and encouraged by his Sufi mystic uncle, Rassouli began painting and learning the poetry of Hafiz and Rumi from early age.)



















Thursday, January 11, 2018

In The Twinkling of an Eye


Lives changed forever.
By grace of morning light,
This one does survive.

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When I gave myself the task of writing a daily Haiku, I could never have imagined what images would come before me seeking words.  Here, a woman who will have her perspective changed forever by the circumstances of one day.  Residents were given well over 24 hour mandatory evacuation orders, but a report in The LA Times says they felt the reports of danger were exaggerated.   Many in Santa Barbara / Montecito changed forever.  




   






Wednesday, January 10, 2018

ONE SIDE OF THE COIN




Cool breeze makes chimes call.
Moisture feeds the thirsty land.
Inside cozy fire.


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It is oh so peaceful here - high above the city - yet, along the coast and south in Montecito - suffering - lives lost - homes destroyed - always a juxtaposition of opposites in this world.  Duality...

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

FIRE and WATER



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Fire followed by rain.
Homes saved from hungry fire -
Lost in raging water.

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Homes that survived The Thomas Fire, now lost to the floods as water inundates the land that no longer has trees and brush to hold the land ...and so the water sweeps away structures and vehicles that stand in the water’s path..