We survive in consciousness after the change called death.  I now know death is just like stepping into the next room.  I also know that, on some level, we each agreed before we came into this life as to what we would experience and with whom.  The brave souls, young and old, now know a greater good will come out of their early passing. They now see clearly where we do not.  “For now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then shall I KNOW.”

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I have a spiral glitter wand in a holder on my desk, filled with glycerin and multi-colored glitter. When I turn it upside down, the glitter slowly drops to the bottom, making beautiful shapes as it does. Sometimes the glitter gets stuck and I have to shake it up to get the air bubble to the right place so it can rise again, freeing the glitter to fall. I feel like that myself sometimes too. My glitter gets stuck and I have to shake it up to get it flowing again.

I’m finally catching up with my readings, so if you’re on the “call when you can fit me in” list, it won’t be long.  Email horizonsmagazine@gmail.com or call 321-750-3375.  Thanks.  Andrea

What is relevant is that, while you love me, you love me fully.  We don’t regret our past, we don’t anticipate a future.  We enjoy each holy, sacred moment we’ve got right Now and we stay flexible enough to ever-morph into more of what our work together is to be.  Who’s to say whether that’s 24 more hours or 24 more years?  All that matters to me is that in the Now, I feel happy, I feel content, I feel I am doing meaningful work, I feel that I love and am loved, I am having fun, I have friends I feel emotionally supported by.  At some point, I learned it’s irrelevant whether that love comes from a particular person or not, and learned the duration had zero to do with it.   The intensity of the connectedness and fun-ness in the Now is everything.  Everything.

I’ve been in the west woods this week, clearing a new path through the pines and palmettoes.  The path begins at the edge of the backyard, circles around the young oak in the center, and ends at the firepit area.  The last few days, I’ve come in from the backyard but today I wanted to come at it from the other direction.  Properly armed with gloves and pruners, wearing jeans, long sleeved shirt and yard boots as protection from the undergrowth of thorny vine, I walked in from the firepit area. Continue reading →

If your guy is losing, are you furious and frustrated?  If your guy is winning, are you gleeful thinking the losing candidate got what was coming to him/her? Do you continue to judge anyone for their actions? I love situations such as voting because it requires serious thought and forces me/us to look at what I/we really believe.  I tend to believe there is Someone or Something up there or out there that allows it to all play out just as we collectively choose it.  Sixty years’ experience has taught me that things always work out for the best when I expect and believe they will.  Period.  I’ve never seen any evidence otherwise.  So when something happens that I formerly would have considered disastrous, I can either immediately see the blessing in it, or know it’s coming.  As usual, for all to go right in my world, nothing ever needs to change except my perception.

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Let me correct that, I am thinking of having an event next Spring, possibly sooner if I decide to do it in a private residence. A friend has offered their large home and grounds on South Tropical Trail in Merritt Island for the project if I go that route.   It may be that several conference rooms at a hotel on the beach is the better choice.  At this point, I have two purposes.  One is to showcase a friend’s large format photographic art and the other is to showcase some local acoustic music.  My first thought is that if it’s a combination event, why not make it a small fair?  I could invite a dozen vendors and perhaps a some fortune tellers.   I’ve done that before and know what’s involved.  I know a great group of people, so I wanted to throw it out there that I’m thinking of doing this.  If you have any ideas, you may email Andrea at horizonsmagazine@gmail.com with SPRING ART/MUSIC EVENT in the subject line.  Thanks, you guys rock!

I’ve learned that if I’m in the presence of something I’m not a vibrational match to, I can completely miss it even if it is inches from my face.  I had an interesting happening this evening.   A friend lives on the corner and comes home from work at the same time each night.  I time my nightly walk to end up at the corner to say hi.  I was on the phone as I walked out the door; having the phone meant I could keep checking the time.  The moon was full and bright and the night air was a cool 54 degrees.  Since I didn’t see him as I expected at 9:42pm, I went farther down the road and had fun playing in the shadows from the pine woods hammock across the street.  It had been a good day and I had a fun song going through my head.  At all times I had his driveway in my view. Continue reading →

Jazmin with violin donated by Ailey Hines

Last Sunday, a friend shared a post on Facebook with a link to http://www.ifhomeless.org/: “Seeking violin for a homeless child: I am the Case Manager for a 10 year old homeless child, who is in need of a violin. She watches Charlie Daniels music videos of him playing all the time which has inspired her to learn how to play a violin. My clients school offers classes, but if you do not have your own instrument, then you must pay $10 a month, which is not in the budget of a young homeless child. That has not stopped her from sitting in the class to just watch and listen to the music of the violin playing. I would like to help this young child with receiving a violin. If your organization can help, please contact me. Receiving an instrument for a homeless child is like becoming a millionaire, a dream that she feels will never happen.” Facebook friend  Ailey Hines donated her violin to 10 year old Jazmin. She is a homeless child living in a shelter, with a love for music. This year Christmas came early for this child and remember that name!!! Jazmin, the violinist.”