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Deb, your "ship" was spotted off the coast this morning, slipping silently through the fog. Coming around the cape, she appeared in a shaft of sunlight and what a sight to see! Glimmering as much as the ocean herself. Massive and beautiful beyond belief. Laden with treasures, happy times, friends, love, and laughter.

This week, though, you must prepare for her arrival. You must make space in your life for her gifts, before she heads back out to sea.
Your first mate always,
The Universe

Seeing The Light

A long absence from this place to heal and grow. I share with you what I learned am thankful for during this time of grieving:

Doggies and kitties have extraordinary healing powers.

So do 4 yr olds and 17 yr olds.

Husbands CAN rise to the occasion and in just the right moment say exactly the right things.

Candles and lovely blogger friends work for every occasion, even grieving.

Sleep is more healing than we think and of course, so is crying as much and as often as we think we need to.

Asking for help, helps :)

Meds are not a bad thing. They pulled me out quickly so I could deal with my real feelings.

Pirate lamps are truly awesome, esp when left by your Daddy who never left the 70's

A loved one dying is a Universe opening experience. This is my first one. I wish it could be my last.

Say it NOW....and often, whatever it is that someone means to you.

How Do You Prepare For Death

I gather lavendar essential oils and music, songs that invoke my childhood with my Daddy.

I remember his hands playing the banjo and singing old folk songs together. I remember his hands on the steering wheel driving, always driving. My Dad was a big proponent of Sunday Drives Out In The Country. BoOoooooring when you are 9 or 10 or 13. But now, I get it. Now they are memories of music always music playing soundtracks to our trips. I give these back to him now, as his soul departs to the freedom and peace of what lies beyond.

I am there to make sure someone touches him at least once without hurting him these last days. To help him shed his body with ease amid whispers of love and memories. Please Goddess, let it be painless and peaceful. He has lived with so much pain and heartache, let it all be over as he moves onto the next journey. Grant me the grace and strength to let him go.

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.

How are you doing?

He said as the conversation came to a close.

my automatic fine rang untrue even to my own ears, but the car was full and the music loud.

No problems? he asked with genuine interest

my breath stopped, my eyes filled.

How long since someone asked me that and then listened for the answer? Much less, how long since he had asked me and let me know he cared?

Nope i said because the car was full of problems and the music loud.

and the tears flowed as I hung up because it mattered to him just then, 10 years too late.

Saturday Musings

Today I am thankful for
~sleeping late
~someone else doing the driving
~help with cleaning up
~having unconditional love to share
~healing hands
~quick and easy chicken recipes to fill the bottomless tummy of my growing "little"(6'6) boy!

Do You See Her?

Amazing, right?

Hello Again

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