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!

bougainvillea

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!

RosesonPavement

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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MAGNIFICENT YOU!

Be magnificent in everything you do! YES! Momma! I will, you say! For you are magnificent and it really is so easy to do! Magnificent You!

Then we might turn and forget…and feel impelled to be a snarkass mofu – but we can’t!  We shan’t! For as you already know, we are you and you are we and I am you!

So when you are magnificent, then I am magnificent and it is magnificent and the day is beyond gorgeous to boot!

And yes, there is, indeed, poopoo all around us. Si, my Loves, I know. I see it too. Merde, blimey shitey and sticky what-A. Yes, we turn, we look down, we see it on the street. We hear it out of the mouths of many we pay to be regal. We read it all over the social streams. But, we don’t have to be such, we can be magnificent and then the magnificent fever just might catch! We will all burn up with terrific magnificence and then, spring out dancing in the streets, right where we are! Which would be lovely, wouldn’t it?

For as the Beatles pointed out so profoundly, “And in the end, the love you take is equal the love you make.” Love is magnificence!

Let’s start tweeting this, shall we, to those who seem to profoundly forget this?

The choice we make to be magnificent? We will receive this back in heaps and bounds. And I and you will feel the light from within igniting the light from without.

So shine on silver and gold beings and be free, streak in blatant magnificence throughout the day! Gorgeous, beyond divine, magnificent weeeeeee!

 

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Spring Into to Passionate, Grand and Glorious Perspective!

What is perspective, my Darlings, but really, our own thinking, our own perceiving thus, making it so?

When it may not be?
Is it really?

And actually… be, we may not ~

DoubtIsJSTYSWhispy Wall

Alas, what about Passion? What Perception? What Love? What Seeing? What Believing? What about Art? And Movement? And Feeling? And that Soul Moment that makes you pull over, park the car and take a picture just because the image caught your eye as you were driving by? I did that this morning – with the green reeds. How gorgeous are they? And the typewriter questioning Doubt? Driving along Sunset Boulevard again, just this morning. I snapped it when we were stopped momentarily at a red light. The Lemon, this a.m. The Trees, colors stacked like a Rothko, taken even earlier today at sunrise ~

So much of what we do, see, learn, take in, contemplate, churn in our brains is just cahooey anyway! And at the same time, it is gospel! The words and images of life that make up our own experience. We spring into our lives, bounding into adventure. Each one of our journeys are nothing like another’s. That is the miracle, the magic and the mayhem of each of our individual existences!

As the saying goes, it depends on how we look at it. We embrace the natural wonders of the world and revere great art because it is part of our educational histories and yes – so much traditional art is glorious and great! But there is so much gloriousness that surrounds us that is often discarded as frivolous when in fact, it is SPECTACULAR and AMAZING if we just choose to see it as so.

Lemon Whale

How about his lemon that fell from the tree in my yard? Isn’t it simply divine? It is a lemon whale or is it a swan? What does it look like to you?
What does your every day look like to you?
What is your perspective each morning you awake?
Grand, glorious? Full of life, love and wonder?

Do you spring into your day? Or…

Are you misty blue, sad and fearful? Not sure what will come your way…

Morning Tree
Remember above all things, we get to DECIDE! Isn’t that grand and isn’t that glorious? If my grandmother Cicely O’Donovan were alive, she would light a cigarette, drink a glass of Chardonnay and listen to Rachmaninoff bounce off the canyons of her home in Palos Verdes Estates, high above the Pacific Ocean, with the peacocks in the street yelping “Hello!” Hello! Hello! When we were with her, we saw this as a glorious and grand experience. It’s how I learned to enjoy classical music, chardonnay and cigarettes at quite a young age. Today, I neither smoke or drink, but I still enjoy the perspective, the sound of Rachmaninoff bouncing off the California canyons, the echo, magnificent as if we were in the Disney Concert Hall or the Hollywood Bowl, hearing it played live all around us. It was sheer magnificence, making my spirit soar as it made my grandmother happy indeed! She always decided to have a lovely day. Any other way would bore her completely. And to be bored, dear ones, is not to be done. Think of all you would miss, moment by moment, see to sea!

WE CHOOSE HOW WE SEE EVERYTHING WE SEE ~

I have to remind myself of this each day. There are days when I want to be incredulous and throw down and think I may be better than someone or something even. The gall of it all! My own self! I have to check my perspective and WERK! To make it WORK properly for my own Expansion of my own Experience. No one can make me think a certain way. They may inspire me, but I get to choose in the end, how I respond. So today I say, Hey! Here’s and cheers to Spring and to living in a Passionate, Wondrous, Grand and Glorious Perspective! What is yours?

Make it your own!

Happy Spring and Blessed Be!