I stopped my world yesterday. It was a simple thing. First, I started my day cooking a meal for my autistic son. Driving it to his apartment to the delight of his feasting eyes on homemade chicken tenders was so worth it. Shortly a new job coach arrived to Luke’s home. We are hoping to increase Luke’s structured employment or volunteer hours in the community. The meeting went well.
I grew up an army brat: in other words, I was worldly enriched all over the planet with weather of all kinds. Sunny days were my favorite with mild climate on Oahu which was a blessed adventure for me as a kid. We were also stationed in Germany where snow was rare, but we did have it once in a blue moon. In the distant traveling to Garmisch-Partenkirchen, you could see a vast eye-catching mountain range with trees trailing down the sides of those ever present high peaks. What a sight to behold. Obviously, my eyes have seen so much beauty.
Hawaii always helps me to gain balance and get me in the right frame of mind. The way things work for me is to find equilibrium . The continual ability to put something in steady position is so vital to me so as to not fall to totally out of stability. As the ocean flows so my mind quietly does with the tides, robust at times and tame at others. I close my eyes and abandon myself to deep thought listening to those gentle waves while crashing at even sequencing . Oh what joy.
It does not surprise me that when I go for massage therapy, my music of choice is always the waves. As so my fond memories of not that long ago stay with me in a small room for treating my chronic pain. Funny how we go back in time to find the peace we need for today. Just food for thought for you and thanks for dropping by my friends.
I was staring at it and twisting and turning my head this way and that. I was not seeing it wrong, however, the visual was secretive. A large part of a tree had broken off and was suspended in midair. It was protected by growth from another tree so the illusion was deceptive to my senses. It reminded me of the quote from Henry David Thoreau, “It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see. ”
My life is a moment. A moment summarized as the sun sets magnificently and gloriously all that and more. Credit: Alesia
I am an old soul. It is a good feeling to know exactly what and who you are and how you determined your own point of view in this world. The initial encounters in my nursing career were always beneficial in understanding myself. After graduating from college and moving on to hospital nursing, it occurred to me I enjoyed one on one time with my patients that were geriatrics the most. I loved hearing an 85 year old’s perspective on life. Getting older can be a joy. This was a good lesson to learn early on.
You ever wonder what the most touching blog posts are written about especially those that always bring back your audience for more? By having a blog and developing a number of readers over the years who have in many instances stayed in touch with me through email, Instagram, or Facebook , I have found that my platform strategy in writing is utilizing my personal life experiences. For example, I have worked over the years to deliver topics around my son Luke who has autism and the many struggles that have followed us through various experiences.
My friend from Kitsap texted me last night inquiring about my New Year festivity’s. I texted her back a photo exactly what I was doing at 8pm. I was standing in line at McDonald’s! Such excitement with my autistic son Luke, but when I look into his eyes I know exactly this moment here is where I belong.