And how I started healing? Having to remain in the area for a time to face the challenge of dealing with a parent's effects, it has been of the essence to start on a healing path of my own. Fortunately this area of the southwest enjoys the
views of Red Mountain...which often times looks blue...the Superstition
(Lost Dutchman Mine) and the Goldfield Mountains, Four Peaks....with its
world famous amethyst mine (among the finest quality in the world), the
McDowell Mountains....along with the flocks of Canadian Geese and
ducks...making for an easy path around the the local lake for many serene
zen moments and meditative contemplation. Focusing on the calming
ethereal aura of the fountain or any of the features of beauty in the
area has healing properties of its own. I am fortunate.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
"Battle Worn"
Yes, I have been absent for quite a long time. 2012 was the year I lost my father after battling every second for many months to help him survive a blood infection. After a mind-bending roller coaster of hope and dispair, the battle was lost 10-11-12. So I rather identify with this once magnificent coastal tree...only a shadow of its former self ....hollow ....empty ....in a void ....after a battle with a fierce storm. I know what a fierce storm is all about.
But.... this is the beginning of a new year. Those are supposed to bring about the spirit of renewal ....of challenge ....of a reach for the positive. I, and this once majestic tree, have our work cut out for us to be part of that renewal and rebirth of lost spirit. We will strive to become our former selves in this new year. We can do it.
But.... this is the beginning of a new year. Those are supposed to bring about the spirit of renewal ....of challenge ....of a reach for the positive. I, and this once majestic tree, have our work cut out for us to be part of that renewal and rebirth of lost spirit. We will strive to become our former selves in this new year. We can do it.
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