Bloom After the Fall

I love to find flowers on the pavement. I have photographed many encounters and am fascinated by the art they create after their fall to the ground. We think of flowers upright, on a stem or floating in crystal bowl at a fancy dress event underneath sparkling lights… but on the ground, possibly going to ignored, stepped on… disregarded for they are not in their usual surroundings. These are the flowers I learn from. If I fall in any way, a delve into a character defect that causes me to act badly, be forgetful, unthinking… or if a project I thought was going to go into action has be halted by another changing their mind… or if I just have a bad day, and my colorful blooms have fallen… I can just change my perspective and look at it differently.  Oh! A New Perspective. There’s an idea!

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It’s the glory of it not being over until it’s over… or just when you thought it was one way and it turns out to be totally different. How do I respond? How do I respond to change?  And here we are… the first rains in Los Angeles of the New Year 2018! Two words: SO EXCITING! It was just POURING moments ago early this hour of crystal blue persuasion. Glorious rain! And so much will bloom because of it!

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And so here we are into our Winter, blooming after our Fall! Thrilling! And the stories! The stories, these blooms do tell! Many of us have many stories of falling… falling to pieces… falling apart… falling through…and as we come out, we come through, wherever we are and  tell our stories. We are not alone in these similar experiences…so it’s fun to share. Where has that fallen rose just come from? Who dropped it? Did I drop it? I’ve dropped a LOT, let me tell you. My manners most of all! But they’ll grow again… I know I have to pull them out and replant them, plug back in. I may have had a tricky time of it lately… but I’m blooming after all… It’s happening and I’m excited! Like a fallen bloom…I’m excited to shine in a new way.  Every day, every moment we have this chance! Let’s bloom after our falls, shall we? Bloomin’ lovely shall we be! Blessed BE!

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ENJOY YOUR DAY IN EVERY WAY! xo

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What Dreams May Come

WHAT DREAMS MAY COME ~ Indeed, from whence I last wrote – the Summer Solstice on 21 June, so much has passed and so many people dear to me, that I found it not possible to put into words all that I have experienced.

I have also been working in production day and night since start of July, that my hours are consumed, and my attention, not on writing. So it has been. This morning, I return, hoping all that is collected and brought here, makes some sense.

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Sadness becomes us as we face the passing of those close to our hearts and souls. Beautiful Goddess June E. Hudson, gifted artist Richard McKenzie, the one-year anniversary of brilliant Robin Williams’ going on his next great adventure… My amazing Goddess Aunt Molly Gorman who passed away ten years ago today…

Hard to believe any of them are not here on Earth any longer.

People. All brilliant lights. Parents to us all. Death is the next transition that will happen to all of us. It is inevitable. It is certain. It is something to be as celebrated as a birth. Sometimes we organize it for ourselves ~ sometimes it takes us by surprise. Sometimes we experience a long illness for which the end finally comes. However it does, we salute those on their next journey as they step onto the boat to cross over. What awaits them, only those making the crossing get to experience ~ so many have made it and no one has come back saying it isn’t pleasant, so we can believe it must be lovely ~ I like to think so anyway!

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I believe in the afterlife whole-heartedly. I was lucky to see it brought to this life when I worked on What Dreams May Come with Robin Williams. Now THAT was an awesome journey! Life, death, art, color, imagination, recreation, envisioning ~ manifesting to the SUPREME. BELIEVE it is FABULOUS and it IS! KNOW that you have the power to make it what you want it to be, and it IS! Share in your VISION and it IS! ACT AS IF and it IS!

I am indeed, so BEYOND BLESSED to have shared in the energy of so many awesome people over the years. To think how fortunate I was to have shared in the energy of Robin while we made What Dreams May Come! Everyone who worked on the picture will tell you – it radically changed each of our lives in some capacity. Fitting that he was the STAR, for Robin is singular among us, a shining beacon who has always lived on another plane, his sparkling blue eyes radiating brilliance, flying across a stratosphere all his own…

We all have dreams we watch float by. Sometimes we reach out, grab it and ride them like a whale or a dolphin as we dip and dive into the waters of creation. We hold on for dear life as they shoot up into the skies to sprinkle the world with manifestation. Or…if we don’t grab on, we watch them float by and we might wave… Maybe the next, maybe the next! Maybe I won’t be afraid! Maybe…I’LL DO IT!
What I know today is those who have gone on during this summertime, each of them left true works of art. Whether it was their amazing, incredibly creative children and grandchildren, their own works of physical art, or their funny sayings we recall, their personalities, if not always inviting, inspired laughter, hilarious moments we recall. My grandmother, Cicely O’Donovan, said so many incredible bon mots, to recount them would take another entry. In fact, I shall devote one to her another time. She lived in the clouds so often, her world was all her own. And… it is a reminder to each one of us ~ our world is our own…but in living day-to-day, we do share it with others. Maybe for the good, perhaps not for some, but always it is THIS LIFE NOW.

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So I ask this now… What dreams may come? What of YOUR DREAMS may come? What of OUR DREAMS do we manifest while we have this time on Earth? What are we doing to really DREAM? We dream to create, to take us somewhere new… or old. To create a business, a place to live, a voyage to take…

I daydream of Paris often. I daydream of a hike I took with our extended family in Lake Tahoe in the summertime – through an expansive field filled with flowers. It was like commercial for soap or some such. But it affected me so at the time that sometimes I go back there in my mind to figure out why. I daydream of Los Angeles when it was quiet. I daydream of a house one day I will live in with my own family. I dream to create on some level ~ To take me on a new journey. I dream to get stronger, to be at peace and to be not afraid.

So this morning, I send blessings and THANK YOUs and salutations to all who have made the journey before me – the crossing from the mundane to the EXTRAORDINARY. Who are the BRAVE ADVENTURERS.

Fly, be free! You are AWESOME and forever, are BLESSED BE!!

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