Grief and my love

My beautiful Soul Pet, Milo, taught me a powerful lesson in grief last year.

For those of you who have been following Liz’s Everest since then, you would remember an article including a poem. That poem I wrote at the death of my Granddad.
I posted it upon the death of Milo.

Death was a release for both these living beings. I know that, yet still I can’t help but miss them.

As I face my parents aging, I know that I have the power within me to take the lessons I’ve learned from them into my future. And I know this, because Milo taught me.

The theme for this season is Legacy.

May each of you be thoughtful about the legacy you leave behind. And of the legacy that others give you at their own passing.

Watch this space, as other articles will be posted between now and the end of April, dealing with legacy.

It’s a fitting theme, as those of us in the Southern Hemisphere start the wind down into Winter.

Creation stories

Researching into different religions and cultures, makes it possible to draw parallels between each.

One parallel is the abundance of Creation Stories.

These are stories that hold a people together.

Christians know they’re Christian, because of the story of Adam and Eve. The Romans knew they were Roman because of the story of the twins being suckled by a wolf, and other peoples are not much different.

Now, I’d like to make this a little more personal.

Everyone has an individual Creation Story. This tells us who we are in society and the larger world. It often has information like who our parents are, where we grew up, and our history, told through our eyes.

This creates a filter of how we interpret everything in life.
So, by acknowledging our own Creation Story and its influence, and by understanding how it impacts upon our decisions and perception, we can set ourselves free.

Don’t ignore it, don’t deny it. Embrace it because it is important and unique…

But don’t let it shut down the imagination and the ability to write more stories.

This is my challenge also.

As 2018 wraps up.

It’s the end of the year. December already. How did that happen?

Well, this year, I’ve started the Blog and climbed a part of my own personal Everest.

This has involved several events.

I’ve been lucky enough to have changed positions within the Charity I work for, have some training coming up for another casual position I’ve picked up (I work part time at my primary job) and I even have an idea of what I’d like to achieve in 2019.

Presents have been wrapped and are underneath the Christmas tree. And this weekend my Christmas gift to myself is the neatest and best presented house in the neighborhood.

Life is good.

Are you organised for the Christmas season?

What’s your gift to yourself this Christmas?

Meaning of Christmas

Once a year, during the Silly Season, all my cousins descend upon a little house near Leichhardt.

We discuss topics of conversation that would make our respective Aunt and Uncle’s ears burn.
We bond, in ways that elude us outside this event, and we share all sorts of family memories, and tales.
Christmas, to me, is about these events. It’s about family and good company and good food.
Pork is a tradition, as are salads and soft drink. Although as the younger ones mature, we’re steadily adilyky turning to good wines and beer.
When Nanna passed away, it was decided that we had to remember that the extended family was important. Us cousins, being the next generation, were in a position, where we could take the lead.
And so we have.
It’s small. One event each year. But it’s big too. It keeps us all in contact and keeps the good memories rolling.
May you all enjoy family, in whatever way you can. And understand that, to those of you without cousins like mine, there are plenty of Churches and Charities that form temporary families, on Christmas Day.

R. I. P Milo

This is a poem i wrote when my Granddad passed away. I’m sharing it with you today as a tribute to another death close to my heart.

Yesterday, my beloved dog, Milo, passed away, while i was at work.

R. I. P. love of my life. And thank you for gracing my life for the eleven years you were a part of it.

No one has known love until they’ve been loved by a dog.

I thought I was alone today

Looking into the blue,

Then I noticed a change

As the breeze gently blew

I looked around and felt something

I didn’t know what I sought

But realised then that I was wrong

As to me came a thought

It came to me gently as I stood there

It beckoned me to take note

And as I saw the clouds above

To me came new hope

Not quite a memory

Stirred in my mind

A glimpse of better times

That I thought I had left behind

Then I heard a voice

Gently in the breeze

“I am here with you forever

Now just let me stay please

I will stand by your side

And watch while you sleep

I will be there now

Even as for me you weep

And if you ever want a yarn

Or just to let me know

Light a candle and I’ll be there

And I’ll stay until you let me go.

Look for me beyond the clouds

Seek me in the sky

Search for me past the rainbow

And as the rain passes by

I will meet you there one day

I will wait until you see

That past where the night meets the sun

I am where I am meant to be.”

I wrote this the day after Grandad died…so on 21 October 2010.

Winter Solstice Festival

For two weeks in a row, I posted Guest Posts by two Writer friends. One is even encouraged to start her own Blog. I’ll update you when she’s ready.

The reason behind this is that my laptop was in town being fixed, so I was using my Smartphone.

But…we’re now back on board.

But getting to the point:

Sunday, there was a Winter Solstice Festival on at the local Town Square.

It was very hippy, but interesting, and made me think of what this time of year is all about.

Winter is traditionally a time of rest. It’s when the garden is dormant, allowing me more time to write, and encouraging me into sleeping and hibernating.

It’s about going within and thinking seriously about priorities.

Since Winter is in the middle of the year for us Aussies, it’s also a time of thinking forward so that plans can be cooked up so that when the New Year officially happens in January, the important goals make it onto the New Year Resolution list.

It’s also the beginning of the financial new year and a good time to sort out budgets and how to pay for any expenses that may surface on the New Year Resolution list.

So the task I set you is this. Sort out what you’d like on your Resolution list for January and organise your budget NOW for it. That way, you’ll be ready and in a better position for success.

Whistling down the wind

There’s a Scandinavian saying “Whistle down the wind.”

It means to use your breath to connect with a stronger force, the wind.

Another way of interpreting this, is to use the love in your heart, to connect with love in a larger form, whether this be love for another, be it your dog, another human, or your spirituality.

I was introduced to this turn of phrase by Ace of Base in their song, “Life is a Flower”. Listening to this song and enjoying the tune, it took me another ten years to actually understand what they meant by Whistling down the wind.

A lovely Scandinavian lady I knew in my home town, was talking about the need to keep positive and she used this saying from her own homeland. It was then that I finally put the pieces together. It took this dearly loved song to another level for me.

Many different religions have ways to whistle down the wind. Some pray, while others do things like burn incense. The main idea is to feel as though one is connecting with a force larger and more powerful than themselves. This force is to give strength in times of need, comfort, and support during every day life.

Sometimes, there are every day practices that can strengthen an individual’s ability to do this. An example is meditating, which is well known in it’s ability to calm a person, and create a heightened awareness of the Divine.

So, whistle down the wind, in whatever form works for you, and see how it changes your life.

Words

This is only a short post. Basically, my usual access to the internet is out of commission so I’m using my phone.

I’d like to leave you this week, thinking about the importance of words. Simple words, which we all use so unconsciously, have such power.

They undress our thoughts and reveal our character. Our words can tear us apart or bring us closer together.

So, be aware of the words you use. Pay attention to how they’re received. They are a real gift.

Use them wisely.

Rebirth and Easter

Easter is a time of Rebirth, and is being celebrated through out many countries and cultures in the world, and so we’ll explore this in this Post.

Rebirth is a concept that many different cultures and religions recognise. It simply means an occasion when someone goes through a profound and spiritual change. In some religions, this takes the form of physical rebirth when someone dies and then is reincarnated. In some forms of Christianity it means re-finding a person’s Faith within their religion and relationship with God.

How does this relate with Easter?

Well, according to most Christians, Christ died, was buried, and on Easter Day, was brought back to life. This is another concept related to Rebirth.

Much of the decor and tradition includes symbols of Rebirth. There are chocolate eggs, which are a sign of new life, and rabbits, who breed rather abundantly, and chickens and the like. These are all tied into the concept of New Life.

How can this, regardless of religion, help an individual?

Sometimes, re-examining life and asking where it is all leading, is a good starting point in causing a Rebirth in one’s own experience. Usually, this is done around New Year’s, when resolutions are put into place and good intentions abound.

But, Easter, with its theme of Rebirth, is another occasion when it is suitable to sit down with oneself and work out how many of these resolutions are being put into practice. How successfully have these been implemented? Do these need to be re-adjusted, tweaked, or completely scrapped?

In 2018, it is at the beginning of April that Easter has been celebrated. We’re only three months into the year. This means that it is especially timely to follow through and look at where it’s all heading.

There are another nine months of the year ahead. The time now can be put to good use, ensuring that these months are filled with achievable goals, milestones reached, and all round success for the resolutions that have been worked on.

This week’s assignment, is to find some quiet time, some quiet space, and some quiet going within, to work out where you can experience a Rebirth of sorts, and work out how close you are to achieving all your hopes and resolutions this year.