It was a hazy misty morning when I went out on my lanai this early morning. The temperature was warm. I had gone outside to observe the vast nature that is my backyard before attempting my Tai Chi meditative exercises. I’d been unable to do them outside because our temperatures had been a bit chilly. Our cold temperatures in Southern Florida in winter are 60’s during the day and 40’s in the morning and at night.
Now, our spring season has arrived.We’re experiencing temperatures in the mid 70’s in the morning. The warmer weather has brought a great many birds back to our estuary.
On this morning, the break of day showcased a bald eagle majestically flying overhead while a white egret waded in the water swallowing small fish.
The bird feeders I’ve strategically placed on my spring blossoming orchid tree are starting to attract red cardinals, hummingbirds and scrub jays. I can hear tiny chirping from baby birds in the holly berry bush I planted several years ago. They’re waiting for their daily feeding from mama birds who’ve gone hunting. These are panoramic views and sounds that never disappoint nor do I tire hearing.
As the sun breaks through the mist, a shimmer blankets the water on the lake. It’s a hypnotically mesmerizing tranquil place of peace. It’s a time of quiet contemplation before the day ahead. I’m looking at my orchids that are still in bloom while others are forming buds for future blooms. Nature is slowly awakening with all of its’ beauty. I’m enraptured by the many blessings I have.
Today stretches before me waiting to be shaped into the creation I choose to sculpt deciding what shape and form it will be. It will be as unique as me. It is all up to me. I am going to make it a GREAT day. I hope you will, too, unless you have other plans.
Once again, our lives have been saddened by the horrific tragedy that occurred in a Mosque in Christchurch, New Zealand. The innocent killing of 49 people and the many injured and hospitalized is overwhelming to hear about and to witness on the evening news.
I’m sure none of them went to this Mosque thinking this would be their last day alive. They were there to find peace and to show gratitude for the lives they were living.
A madman decided he wanted to eliminate people he disliked. His reasons far too obtuse to give them any thought.
This was not a madman.
This was someone who wanted to control the way the world should be. He methodically planned all of it. That’s not the mind of a madman. It’s the mind of a man who doesn’t respect human life.I disagree with calling thismad man.
The losses of the lives of innocent children and adults has burdened us with heavy hearts.
To all who are suffering from this tragedy of lives lost we send our prayers.
My Wish
Let’s wish people freedom to worship
Let’s wish people healing from pain
Let’s wishpeople a prayer of comfort
Let’s wish people a gentle touch of good will
Let’swish people a smile of cheer
Let’s wish people apeaceful hand to hold
Let’s wish people encouraging days
Let’s wish people a loving hug
Let’s wish for peace to rule the world not hate.
I wish to believe that no matter what life gives us we can have hope.
Wherever, we want to be with a loving hand to help us we can get there.
May your troubled hearts find peace and comfort in the knowledge that you are not alone.
May God’s presence ease your trembling spirit and give you rest.
He is there to cast sunlight into all of your darkened shadows,
to send encouragement through the love of friends and family,
Welcome … grab a cup of coffee, hot chocolate or a cup of my new favorite chai tea.
Now, sit in a comfy chair and let’s chat.
A little music might be nice … enjoy my selection …
I hope your weather has been good. It seems the temps have been a lot colder than usual. Do leave from where you’re visiting in the comments; if, you haven’t told me before. If you have a cafe post leave your link in the comments. For the past few days, we’ve had glorious 70’s during the day and 50’s at night. It feels like spring. The birds have been snging again. The doors and windows are open letting in warmth Mother Nature is gifiting us here. I hope it stays like this for a long time.
Warmer temperatures energize me to go outdoors. I’ve been walking my neighborhood. There are many new homes being built in the area. It looks like the construction industry is on the rise. Northerners trying to retire or get away from those brutal cold temps are building for future moves. I suppose many are thinking about the difficulties winters can be when aging. I can honestly say I don’t miss walking in sloshy snow or driving in it.
Along with formulating gardening plans, its’ time for spring cleaning.
My car is first on that list. Normally, my hubby does car wash duty. Unfortunately, this being his busy art show season he hasn’t had the time. I decided it was a job I could do.
I like bargain hunting and using coupons. I like the challenge. Anyway, Tuesday’s is Ladies Day at the car wash with $5.00 dollars off a full car wash. I have a classic car I plan on keeping forever. I get the works so nothing is left undone. The hubs sparkle and as does the car.
After telling the gal I wanted the works with a new car scent, she gave me my cost ticket.
Then, I went into the office to pay and wait for my little gem to travel under the spigits of soapy water and wax.
There was a woman in front of me in a bit of a tither. The insides of her purse were all over the counter, her tote on the floor was half folding like it was going to take a nap, and her wallet with a charge card peeking out was in her hand.
She handed the clerk her cost ticket and waited for her total with tax.
The clerk gave her the total price.
She, irately, shouted out, “Impossible.”
In a very calm and nice voice the clerk – BTW, an older woman, said, “What did you want done to your car?”
“Just a wash, nothing else,” she growled.
“Well, you’ll have to go out and tell the gal to give you a ticket with wash only written on it,” she said politely.
“Can’t you do that?” “Don’t you have a microphone to call her in so she can do that?”
“No. I don’t have microphone connection with those employees.”
“You mean I have to go out and get another ticket?” she said elevating her attitude and body.
I think she may have grown 2″ with every word she spoke.
“Yes, you do have to go outside and get it.”
She grabbed her belongings and threw them in her purse. She plucked her tote into the small of her arm and with wallet in hand, twirled around and grumbled that – “People should learn to speak English” and left to get her new ticket.
The clerk looked at me snickered and chuckled as she pointed out something I already knew.
“What on earth is wrong with this woman?” “All of the employees are American.” “They all speak English.” “ And why is she so angry?”
Bewildered she went about checking me out to the major dismay of the grumbling woman who had returned dressed in her red stressed face.
As I walked away, the clerk said to her, “Those teens who are outside giving people tickets are my nieces and nephews who, incidentally, were born and raised in Florida. None of them speaks a foreign language. I think you have a bad attitude that in the future we can do without. Please discontinue coming here to have your car washed.”
A smile crossed my face. I was happy that the clerk wasn’t willing to be mistreated just for money.
As I sat waiting for my car to go through the washing process, I thought about the unnecessary anger this woman had spread.
Was she angry because she’s feeling that immigrants are arriving and taking jobs from Americans?
Is she a part of a warrior mentally that wants to fight and get angry about what’s being said in the news about foreigners; such as those that are crossing the borders?
I think we’ve been growing less patient about the people crossing the borders. First and foremost they’re human beings. Then, from there, we should think about what America stands for. “Land of the free, home of the brave”.
I’m sure these immigrants want to do the right thing when it comes to entering the US. Some may not know what the rules and regulations are for entering. But, we have to have compassion and understand why they’re doing what they’re doing, not fight everyone; especially, the innocent children and people who aren’t criminals.
I’m not trying to discuss the politics of all of this. I want to know why a person would stand there and say, “People should learn English” when these teens were American born citizens. I thought she may have been making the disparaging remark to me as she was staring at me when she said it. But, I don’t have a persecution complex. For me, she was a barking dog that needed to be ignored or walked away from.
I was born in America – Brooklyn, New York … I AM an American … If you are Puerto Rican you ARE American the moment you’re born because Puerto Rico is a commonwealth of the United States. I was taught English language before I was taught Spanish.
So … no, I’m not talking politics I’m talking about judging other people. If you live in a glass house then be the first to throw the stone. Otherwise, have some decency to not judge.
What do you think?
Has something like this happened somewhere in your life?
