Most of us have never taken the time to think about how we are all connected, but I assure you we are all connected!
All of us are made up of energy, and the energy flows through, and is part of the trees and all their plant friends, the creatures big and small, all people whether they are people we like or people we don’t care for. There is energy in our oceans and the life that lives in the oceans, the atmosphere has energy, we may call it weather. It sounds crazy if you haven’t thought of it doesn’t it?
There is so much energy that we can walk into a room full of people and immediately feel bad energy or good energy. You might not recognize it the way someone else might. But you might feel happiness entering a room, and feel it amongst the people. Or you might feel a quietness or tension in the room, and your mind is saying to you, “I don’t want to go in!” It’s all the same thing. It’s your intuition telling you what kind of energy you are walking into, and it isn’t worth your time to be around people that aren’t happy, and upbeat. The energy we feel can be intuition, or a knowing.
Many things change the way we feel about being out and about. Since we all have been stuck at home, and barely going anywhere during this pandemic, I think we have gotten use to a safe environment. Our homes, and yards are our haven, we feel safe there, and have gotten use to being home for the last six months.
Now things have opened up a little and slowly we are venturing out into the big, wild, crazy world once again. It isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. I thought I’d be champing at the bit to get out and go shopping or go to lunch with my friends, but I’m not. I get out to go grocery shopping and the minute it gets a little crowed, I have a panic attack leaving me anxious to get back home and away from people. I guess we are never happy, and the grass always looks greener on the other side. But the fact is we still need to be careful, and that adds to concern.
Having to be home for so long, and being told we have to be so careful with masks, and gloves has put fear into our hearts and minds. This has left us with so many questions, and few answers.
I feel so much empathy for the people that have gotten sick, and their families who haven’t been able to be with them as they either recover or pass on. I can’t imagine not being with one of my family or a good friend as they leave this world. I literally feel their pain!
We are all connected to one another whether we like it or not. But I’m here to let you know that even if you don’t believe in our connection, this connection is what helps us sit in prayer to send loving thoughts, and healing energy to someone we care about that is ill in your circle of friends, or book club. Prayer works, we do it all the time, even those of us who are non-believers do things like talk to loved ones that have passed, or say to themselves “God Help Me!” On a deeper level there is a knowing that our connection is infinite, our love for one another is deeper, and without realizing it we all have a knowing!
Thank you for stopping to read my blog. I’m considering changing the name of my blog, but am not sure what to call it. Next time you stop to read it, It will just be Karen’s Blog. So don’t think you’ve missed it, you have not. Eventually I’ll find the right name and maybe even change the face of he blog. Baby steps is what I’m being told, so baby steps it is! Karen
When I was at the end of sixth grade, I thought I was pretty darn grown up. Then I started what was then called “Junior High,” and things really changed. I no longer thought I was the cats pajamas because I now was a small fish in a big pond.
Fast forward to high school…..
Again I thought I was going to be the cool one in school because I was entering a new phase in my life, High School! I went to Van Nuys High in the San Fernando Valley. In those days VNH was the place all the kids from families that were in the film industry went to school, and I was going to school with them. Natalie Wood, Stacy Keach both went there, but I didn’t know either of them. High School wasn’t quite as glamorous as I thought it would be, but there I was trying to be a cool kid, and still keeping up with my grades. That wasn’t easy since I was basically majoring in “Boys!” To be honest, the boys situation was a bit discouraging as well. There wasn’t the selection I had anticipated, but what was available had to do!
Once out of high school, again I thought my knowledge was primmer and with nothing more to learn, I tried my hand at a local community college. The thought of studying literally made me sick to my stomach, so I decided to once again major in “boys!” There I had a much better selection, however still not quite up to my expectations.
My next door neighbor was just entering a university, and invited me to go to one of the groups of interest she signed up for. This one was a skiing club, and reluctantly I went to her first meeting with her. Wow, now this was what I was talking about!!!
They were everywhere, tall ones, short ones, skinny ones, stocky ones. There was a boy for every occasion. They looked at both of us like they had never seen girls before, and we were in seventh heaven! Conversations were easy, not like those lowly high school boys. They hadn’t learned how to talk to girls yet. Before we knew it, we were both invited by the boys to go skiing with them, and hang out. My friend wasn’t intimidated, but I was passing myself off as a college student, and I wasn’t. So after the meeting I quickly disappeared into the sunset, not to be heard of since. I lived out my days in high school quietly, and as quickly as I could.
After graduating I thought my life was my own. I’m free as a bird, with nothing to stop me! Sure that’s what I thought, then reality set in. My parents were very strict, and I still couldn’t go anywhere without their approval….I was humiliated! I was an all knowing, graduate, and adult now, how could they treat me that way? I know they were just trying to do the best they could, but at the time I couldn’t understand why their job wasn’t finished.
The following year, I met the love of my life, we married soon after, and started our family. First a son, then three years later another son. By five years later, I had divorced, remarried, and had a daughter. I was a young, all knowing mother of three with one divorce under my belt. Boy was I cool!
Fast forward a few years!
Almost seventeen years later, my kids are getting big with two boys in high school, and a daughter in elementary school. My hands were full, and I was running a business., and holding down a full time job. As I look back, I wonder how I found the energy, or the time to do all of this. But I did, and it worked. I had a lot of energy, and of course I was all knowing. That helped! I knew exactly what I was doing, and where I was going. How cool was I?
Then the stuff hit the fan…..
One day my husband came home and told me he was dating a blond waitress, and because I was so cool, he knew I’d understand & be OK with it. I certainly was OK with it! I guess I figured it was time… and so I decided since I knew everything there was to know, it was time for my children and I to go. And we went…
It was a struggle, but somehow we did it. The kids and I had a Charlie Brown Christmas , and ate hotdogs & baked beans for some time, but we did it, and we were better for it. My dad use to say, “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger!” “Thank you Dad, I hate to admit it, but you were right!” How true that was… We have all grown, and become stronger, and better people because of this little bump in the road. Looking back, that’s all it was, just a bump in the road.
Many years later in the middle of working my second job, I met a local man, we dated for a while, and decided to marry. They say the third time is the charm. Apparently they were right, because we are now going on thirty years of marriage. Everyone is doing well, and we are all happy.
The point of this entire story is this, I have learned by trial and error that the Older I get, the less I know! Yup I was cool then, and slightly cooler now.
As most of us do get older, and each day I learn something I didn’t know, and each day I reflect on how much is in our world to yet learn, I’m curious, I want to know things, and I learn every day. But every day I’m on this amazing earth, I realize how much there is to learn, how much it has to offer, and we only have so much time. It’s undetermined, Don’t waste it!
With much love, I thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup.
See you next time, Karen
Advice from Maria Sabina, Mexican curandera (medicine woman) and poet:“Cure yourself with the light of the sun and the rays of the moon. With the sound of the river and the waterfall. With the swaying of the sea and the fluttering of birds. Heal yourself with mint, with neem and eucalyptus. Sweeten yourself with lavender, rosemary, and chamomile.Hug yourself with the cocoa bean and a touch of cinnamon. Put love in tea instead of sugar, and take it looking at the stars.Heal yourself with the kisses that the wind gives you and the hugs of the rain.Get strong with bare feet on the ground and with everything that is born from it. Get smarter every day by listening to your intuition, looking at the world with the eye of your forehead.Jump, dance, sing, so that you live happier.Heal yourself, with beautiful love, and always remember…you are the medicine.” — with Vickie Mitchell.
I thought this so beautiful, I couldn’t resist posting it for everyone to read. I hope you liked it as much as I did.
Do you treat yourself with love? Do you enjoy your everyday life? Do you have a place that you can go to be alone?
Yikes, I sound just like a commercial for a pill or something! I promise you it is not.
Treating oneself with love and kindness is essential to survival, especially in this climate of uneasiness and the unknown.
I have learned over the years that I function much better if I take time out for myself to rest and recharge. After all, we are all giving so much each day to simply survive. My quiet place would normally be out in nature, around trees or a stream, but in this heat my quiet place is in my husbands office where I can close the door, but not before announcing, “I’m going in, keep everything quiet please, and don’t bother me unless the house is burning down!”
Of course that isn’t always easy to do nor is it available to everyone, but each of us has to find their own place of solitude. There have been times when a long walk is just the thing to bring me peace. Sometimes it’s as easy as going for a drive, or sitting in the car. But not before putting a note on the car window saying… ” I need some alone time, Don’t talk to me, don’t tap on the window, don’t text me!”
Each of us has to find a place to contemplate, unwind, relax, and connect with your inner self.
Our survival depends on it!
Thank you for stopping to read Karen’s Stone Soup, see you next week, Karen
I’m laying in bed looking out the window, with clean, crispy fresh air pushing it’s way into the room giving me newfound energy to start my day. What will this day bring me? Will it stay cool, or get hot & muggy? Whatever it brings, I am ready and willing to jump out of bed, brush my teeth, wash my face, and start my beautiful day with a cup of coffee, and a little meditation. I know, It’s not for everyone…some people would rather have a cup of tea!
I have always loved the coolness in the morning, especially when it’s a bit overcast, and quiet. When my children were small I would get up early so I could sit quietly with a cup of coffee, and just start my day slowly while the kids were asleep. That was the plan, but many times my plan was foiled by an aggressive little munchkin getting up too early, and reuining my plan.
Today after feeding my kitty Kramer, and letting Daisy dog out, I’m drinking coffee with my husband, but the kids are grown, and gone. The things that inspire me aren’t the things that inspired me many years ago when my kids were small. Now I get inspired by birds chirping, or a gentle breeze in the air. Some days I’m inspired to read, or paint, sketching out on our patio, or take a walk through the neighborhood. Things I couldn’t do when I had a young family.
On this morning with sweetness in the air, I’m inspired to listen to the crows. They are very verbal this morning, and I feel like they are letting me know to “keep looking.” Sitting on my patio, I’m trying to keep looking, but I’m also trying to figure out what else the crows are telling me. In my Animal Speak Book by Ted Andrews, it tells me that crows bring you magic and creativity. OK! Now we’re talking. I’m all about magic, and creativity….bring it on.
Even though I am not interested in venturing too far from home, I still very much invested in nature. For now nature means to me, that I walk through my back yard where peace, & serenity hang in the air. I love my trees, & it won’t surprise some of you to know I even talk to the trees, & the birds. Ok, so they don’t talk back in the way we do, but they do respond if you pay attention. I try to pay attention knowing if I’m really quiet & concentrate, I will hear their answers!
Thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup, I’m really happy to share with you my thoughts, & ideas about my life. See you next time. Karen