The Lady Prism: Summer Day Meanderings

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Summer Day Meanderings

Hello there! Delighted that you passed by! :D

In spite of this insipid tropical heat that has engulfed our days and suffocated our nights, the days gone by have seen refreshing moments of prettiness and charm.

Like a week back I met Miss BUsY BeE, a lovely gregarious Malaysian blogger who I have first had the pleasure to meet some time last year. That was a fabulous experience, one that proves the authenticity of friendships born online. When she sent word about coming this way again, was I ever delighted! We spent half a day just like old childhood friends catching up! :D

And then there was the day when I spend lunching alone- just watching the world go by. I have no qualms about dining alone.surrounded by people. In this busy city nobody gives mindful notice. I love how the vibrancy of the moment fills me up with energy and strangely enough, settles me.

After lunch I had an hour and a half to kill before meeting a friend for tea, so I proceeded to my favorite bookstore to browse books. They were renovating and I had to renew my acquaintance with the shelves and the aisles.

After having browsed through several books, I decided to proceed to the tea place and wait up. Settled, I found my mind wandering along a winding avenue of thoughts that eventually centered on the future.

I was thinking how there was much to be thankful for, yes, but what other possibilities could be out there for me? I haven't really given much thought to ideas lately...I know I should...

So round round round I go thinking of what I want...and always still the thought of helping people, .the thought of teaching and bringing knowledge and sharing enlightenment and inspiring comes to heart. There are many possibilities I know. I can put up a cafe..I can do this or that..but the inner core of my heart is married to teaching.

Then I thought back to the plans I had long ago wondering f now could be the time to pursue them. Would it work? Would it be received? Would it be successful? These questions scare me, I admit. But then again, at least for the moment, the pulse of what I truly want throbbed again..and this time, would not be ignored.

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roxanne s. sukhanMay 29, 2010 at 4:55 AM
Beautiful! Thanx for sharing your world.

x ~roxanne
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GlorV1May 29, 2010 at 6:34 AM
What a nice visit with you. I hope the tea was good and that visiting with a friend inspried you to do the things that you want to do in life. We can't wait for them to come to us Lady....we have to get out there and do it ourselves. I keep telling myself that. No one is going to come to my home and tell me that they was me to exhibit my art in their office, or restuarant or whatever. I have to be the one to get out there and ask around. So I decided to do that, when....well....very soon. As soon as my knees stop acting up. :)) I will I will and you have to go do it too. Take care:)
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beezee~beeMay 29, 2010 at 10:01 PM
was a good summer indeed, wasnt it? :)

hope the cool breeze still made its stop at your corner...was a humid scorching hot day when i left!

till oct then girlfrend! :)
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The Lady Prism

Simply somebody who enjoys the company of a few intimate souls. I love the sound of sunbeams and the soothing brush of the shore on a sandy pebbled beach.

I love the ripple of cascading rain and singing brooks. I love the fluttery dance of fireflies and funny crickets on a dewy night. I love the melody of sultry whispers in my ears.

I love the view of a blue moon rising and of the Orion's Belt and of a meteor shower. I love the taste and aroma of French Vanilla Coffee on a Sunday morning in bed. I love moist brownies, almonds and pecans.

But most of all I love the feel of love wrapped around my arms. Welcome to the prism in me!

Mindful

MINDFUL

Every day I see or hear somethingthat more or less kills mewith delight, that
leaves me like a needle in the haystackof light.
It was what I was born for -to
look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world -to instruct myself over
and over in joy, and acclamation.
Nor am I talkingabout the
exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant - but of the
ordinary, the common, the very drab, the daily presentations.
Oh, good
scholar, I say to myself, how can you help but grow wise with such teachings as
these -the untrimmable lightof the world, the ocean's shine, the prayers that
are made out of grass?
~ Mary Oliver

Leaves Of Grass

LEAVES OF GRASS

" This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun, and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men; go freely with the powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and mothers, of families:

read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life re-examine all you have been told at school or church, or in any books,

and dismiss whatever insults your soul. "

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

THE SUMMER DAY

Who made the worldWho made the swan, and the black bearWho made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--

the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyesNow she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.

I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.

Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?

Marriane Williamson ~ "A Woman's Worth"

* Beauty is an internal light, a spiritual radiance that all women have but most women hide, unconsciously denying its existence. What we do not claim remains invisible.....*

* The woman who is truly self-aware knows that her self is a light from beyond this world, a spiritual essence that has nothing to do with the physical world. Those of us who strongly believe in the reality of spirit are quickly invalidated by a worldly power system that senses within spiritual truth the seeds of its own destruction. For if we truly believed in an internal light, we would not believe in the power of external forces, and we would not be so easy to dominate and control. We would not be tempted to see hair and clothes and makeup as sources of so much of our self-esteem and the ideal beauty of a fashion model as a sign that we are not beautiful at all. *

Authenticity Is A Daily Practice!

Choosing authenticity means cultivating the courage to be imperfect, to set boundaries and to allow ourselves ourselves to be vulnerable, exercising the compassion that comes from knowing that we are all made from strength and struggle and connected to each other through a loving and resilient human spirit;nurturing the connection and sense of belonging that can only happen when we let go of what we are supposed to be and embrace who we are.

Authenticity demands WHOLEHEARTED living - even when it's hard, even when we're wrestling with the shame and fear of not being good enough, and especially when the joy is so intense that we're afraid to let ourselves feel it.

Mindfully practicing authenticity during our most soul searching struggles is how we invite GRACE, JOY and Gratitude into our lives. ♥ ~ Brene' Brown

Next Time

NEXT TIME

Next time what I'd do is look at the earth before saying anything. I'd stop
just before going into a houseand be an emperor for a minuteand listen better to
the wind or to the air being still.

When anyone talked to me, whether blame or praise or just passing time,I'd
watch the face, how the mouth has to work, and see any strain, any sign of what
lifted the voice.

And for all, I'd know more -- the earth bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over forest and water, and for every person the
body glowing inside the clothes like a light. ~ Mary Oliver

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Summer Day Meanderings

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