FAMILY!!!
What is Family but a soft hello!
A gentle touch!
A funny laugh!
A tear shed!
A heart felt hug.
A helping hand!
F A M I L Y
The meaning of ones universe wrapped up in another’s understanding.
Hello sis, Hows the kiddies?
Remember when…….?
I miss you, its been a while. Are you ok?
I met my love yesterday…..Have a cup with me so I can tell you.
Hows the job? I can help.
Family is the heart-felt love of people who care so deeply that no matter how different or the same we are, we stay strong in each others lives even if its been 5 years between visits.
Family are souls that say, you should have called me, I would have helped …or…. Congratulations on your triumph.
Have we lost this gift? Are we so selfish these days that time seems to thicken our minds?
Family is Gods children around the globe, connecting when all odds are against them.
FAMILY is this universal spirit of all!
ONE WISH!
If you really had one wish, one gift that would change your life, what would it be? REALLY?
….a pot of gold?
….a car?
….a house?
Would it change who you are?
If I had one single wish, it would be to have the strength to right the wrong that hurt someone the most. To mend, to watch that moment dissapear in time. To give back!
Just a thought on this Birthday Day.
LINCOLN ……..IS ALL LOST?
I watched the movie, LINCOLN, tonight. Not sure where the writers would place the setting within his life and history.
I watched in complete awe. ONE OF THE BEST MOVIES I HAVE EVER WATCHED. I watched as Lincoln walked with the people, not afraid to roll up his sleeves and work with the people. His sweat was real, his worries for the whole of mankind.
What has happened to our values as a country since that day?
When was the last time a President worked along side his fellow man or Held the dead in his arms?
Our leaders seem so plastic, so recorded, so removed. Like a made up superhero. No wonder our country is in so much trouble. The love has been removed. In my opinion, this is the repercussion of taking God out of everything. Forcing our country into a neutral uncaring AMERICA! We wonder why our world seems to be dying. Like infants we watch the stories come over the news telling of wars, deaths, explosions, gunmen in schools, etc. Then we brush it off like a bad video game and move on, pretending it doesnt affect us.
We cannot hide from ourselves. Cause and affect, karma, will see to that. What ye sow so shall ye reap.
We, as a country, have brought on what we now fear. We have become weak unto ourselves. Afraid to stand for the rights and freedom our forefathers died for. If our presidents represents us. What a sad state we are in. FIRST TIME, SHAME ON THE PRESIDENT, SECOND TIME….MAYYBE!!!! THIRD TIME, S-H-A-M-E O-N U-S!!!
ANYONE KNOW WHO PAINTED THIS OR WHERE I CAN BUY THIS?
Sometimes we come across things in our lives that strike a cord so deep that our memory of it becomes part of ones daily thought. An image that must become a fixture in ones life. I am on a quest to find this painting/artist. It depicts me and where I am at in my life. Its ME! If you know any info about this please contact me on my Facebook message or comment here. Thank you. Blessings to all. Tamara
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The Person Walking Past You!
Have you ever stopped and looked at the people around you? At a store, on a bus, on the sidewalk, in the car driving past you, in a restaruant, etc???
The other day I was standing in line at the grocery store. I was contemplating things in my life when I noticed, I mean really noticed the people standing in front of me. At first glance I saw a fat unkept ugly man in a scooter. Standing next to him was, I assume, his wife who, once again at first glance, I saw a hard scruffy unkept woman. I watched both of them for a few moments, with all my assumptions flying. Then I began to study the womans eyes, cheek bones, jaw! Slowly I saw, deep beneath the surface, a softness I had not seen before. I let myself look at her open. Her eyes were once soft. Her smile once real. I saw the beauty in her. the coarse jaw line was now a story of her life. Her eyes still had a reminesence of good times.
I then looked at him. A man struggling to understand why he was where he was in his life. Hating the chair that bound him and yet he knew what had brought him to that point. He was once strong with dreams of a future much different than the one he found himself in. As he moved slowly to put the items up by the cashier, I saw the woman ignore his struggles as she watched him lift the items one by one. I saw 2 people who were enourmously sad.
My view of this image caused me to look around and see the movements of the people moving around me. The cashier who couldnt wait to get off work, the man behind me impatient to be next in line and leave, 2 women sharing peeks of their babies with each other. The tired woman reading her list to see if she got everything. oh the views were endless. What did I see in me? where was I at in my life? I appreciated the moments shown to me. We live our lives oblivious to the people surrounding us and yet, how sad life would be without them. I find myself looking closer to home and today I see my family differently, softer, more attuned to the actions in our lives.
Be kind to each other for the person walking past you could be you some day!
Real Grit
Someone told me this morning
they have watched me change
in the last five years.
That I use to shine
I use to be Tender
I use to carry a gentle refinement,
A Peace, A Light Within.
. . . . . . . . .
I am a little worn
a little tired
exerted
There have been brighter days,
and there have been much darker days.
. . . . . .
I took a jump into the Unknown
On a leap of Faith, I trusted the Love in Me
To aim for that Star
Beckoning myself to Trust, Believe in that greater possibility
Within Myself.
. . .
The Wind of difference shredded my ego.
Giving me Sight!
The Earth shook my vanity down to rubble.
Giving me Vulnerability!
The Fire burned what was no longer serving me.
Giving me new Growth!
The Water cleaned me off, smoothing me over.
Giving me Higher-Self!
.
I may be tired
my hands dirty
my eyes still
my words direct
I have been mining within, diamonds in the rough!
IAMASIAM
WHO AM I?
Sometimes there are unexplained experiences that happen, and there are no mortal words to express them. I am not sure how to share this experience with you all but I do know it is too big to let sleep. Last night I was having a spiritual conversation with a close friend. We were talking of different values people have. Our conversation came to a point to where our thoughts had become one. We reached a thought that was so profound and the same moment we saw the same vision the same quote,simultaneously we spoke these words, ”I AM BECKONED BY MY HIGHER SELF!” . What a concept! What an awakening. What a gift.
My heart was touched and at this point, I know not the right words to express it.
I leave you with this to contemplate as you wish. Live a wonderful growing life.
~Tamara~ Dec 9 2012
TRUEST FRIENDS, A RARE THING INDEED!
Life has many twists and turns, constantly shifting and the winds of time can find us in the most unexpected experiences. The mirrors of reality are always showing us ourselves. There is truth to the quote “People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime!” The rarest gift is when an unexpected soul enters your life and wants nothing and yet grows in friendship with you. The truest friend listens to your pain and then laughs at the small things in your pain to help you see its not so heavy. They dont step into your drama but lift you out of it. They help you see the good in the people who hurt you. This is as rare as the precious stones of the earth. I have found, not just one but two people who have become , what I call, my Dikini’s. The cleanest, purest of lights one could imagine. “When you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you!” God reveals his hand every day of our lives. Whether in people, places, winds, space, or the whispers in your heart “The still small voice”!
This post is dedicated to God and his gifts given to me, for holding me in his hand, for showing me I am not alone.
Picking a fight with the Devil
I let myself fight with the devil last night. I opened my strength and power for him to shred. “I lost”.
His words are not true and yet the seeds cut through my faith in me.
I was left with the vapors of the battle. He fed me lies about myself.
……
Youre no good.
You are drama.
You failed.
Youre not the worst Mom.
You do everything wrong.
…….and then a seed for a future conversation.
I let it happen.
Why did I fight him?
I knew there was no light there.
The devil is not my friend but a hurdle to overcome.
His vengeance is the perception of my weakness of how I see myself.
I have been taught there is a tool the devil uses when he has no other tool to use.
It is called a wedge.
He slips it in to your weakest self and prys the door open.
He has many names for it, depression, anxiety, worthlessness, hate etc.
He then presents the biggest shiniest tool of all “False perception of yourself.”
Its blanket smothers, and fools one into believing they are of no worth.
~MY AFFIRMATION ~
I Failed last night and yet I have won for I see myself in a different light. I see the tools. I see the game. I know I am better than that.
I have a brighter goal ahead. I must lay this fight down.
I cannot change evil. I can only change me.
My prayer is to never open that door again.
I am worth more.
I am a good Mom.
I am a good soul.
I am strong.
I forgive myself.
~Author~ Tamara~
I am a Child of God!
