LA BELIEVES

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In honor of Father’s Day …

The men in our lives begin their journey as little boys, grow up, fall in love and become fathers and then grandfathers one day. We love them and at times get very upset with them! How do we accept them as they are with their little quirks and ways that drive us crazy? This is the roller coaster ride of one of the main relationships in the lives of all women and men. Well, we did fall in love with them so they had something that caught our hearts. I imagine at times that my own sons would one day love their wives as they love me, and their sons and daughters, as the treasure they are because of the cycle of life. Women and Men on a journey of discovery stumbling and yet so filled with love that we think we know what is best for each other. Why do we get this idea in our heads that we need to change one another? We develop this constant complaining about one another but what are we really fearful of? I believe Father’s day is a day to fill our hearts with love for all the men in our lives because as women the first man we fell in love with was our dad and then our sons. Know there is a reason for everything and never forget you chose your dad and all that he could teach you. You might have chosen him maybe to teach him something.

I have always believed that men had the hardest path because of the responsibility of their lives; loving their woman and providing for their family is a constant. Women on the other hand just do what they do naturally, and nourish and nurture everyone with love. I marvel at the man who cooks and supports his wife. The man who takes the time to know his children. The man who communicates with love in his eyes. May the fathers in our lives and the boys and men that will grow to be fathers in the future take the time to nurture and nourish themselves so they can shower the women and chidren in their lives with love. Men please learn to open your hearts for we truly do love you even when you make us crazy! Women stop nagging your man and just do what you do best – love him!

Happy Father’s Day to the Men in our lives and may the memories of all our dads this year fill us with pride! Forgiveness is key to experiencing love so like the song says … “LET IT GO!”

PRAYE. MEDITATE. JOURNAL.

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It only takes a moment in your life when you finally hear the voice of your soul crying out to you. It may be time to release the silence that roars in your head, the creativity that sleeps and the passion that aches from within unfulfilled! It matters not if you are a man or a women but I imagine women slowly walk away from their voice of truth, their desire to create and what the passion in their heart is that needs to be shared by the responsibilities of their life.  My belief stems from my own life experience as a woman.

I was thinking of my life and the changes I have created these past years last week when I realized I am exactly where I am meant to be and these are the words below that I wrote in the form of a poem. Married forty-one years to my one and only childhood boyfriend we have shared a lifetime of love, loss, tears and fears. However, I believe his greatest fear had to be when my soul cried out to me and I began to love me, to know my truth, to discover there was more in life for me. He struggled with this change and still must wonder where I go to but I have learned I have not walked away from him or the life we have created together but away from that which no longer nourished my soul!

When My Soul Cried Out To Me

There was a young girl, innocent and pure

She fell in love one day and never imagined more

A life began filling her days with household chores

She had been taught well to love these chores and never, ever asked for more!

The babies arrived;  1, 2, 3, 4 and she discovered she had locked a door.

There was an inner part of her that felt that there had to be more?

A quick look in the mirror filled her with no resemblance of the girl from yesterday.

Then her soul cried out to her, “look, there is more, you must begin today…”

She fumbled and stumbled fearing to have to leave all that she knew

As the voice within never gave up its call to her to begin anew.

She felt pulled by an unknown force to say “goodbye” to her life!

The journey began for her to find her way back to herself which filled her with strife.

Never faltering to remain she moved forward for her soul ached from within everyday

As her soul whispered, “look for the mysteries that have been locked away…”

A passion for knowledge, sharing and loving all, she discovered one day

As many believed her insane for the changes she craved by the desires that filled her with wanting to open the door!

The years have flown by, the children are grown as she grew into herself with love.

She discovered a cycle, a pattern, a cry from her soul that there is still to be more…

LA Believes

I received a word this past week that allowed me to look at my life differently! It was just a whisper, gently heard from within but the word “PAUSE” stopped me dead in my tracks. I had to agree as I smiled, “yes, my life is on pause…” Simple and clear it was time for me to reflect, renew, and remember. I had always just moved forward in life asking no questions just going with the flow. I remembered that I never wanted for anything yet I received everything I could ever want or imagine.

As I write this Sunday, I sit in the window seat of our cabin in Upstate, NY watching the snow fall ever so gently on the mountains and treetops that surround me. It is silent in the cabin I have named, “The Palace,” as I breathe in all that I am witness to. I believe I have a connection here, on this land to Mother Earth which started as a child. As I reflect on yesterday I see that little girl I was, learning about the beauty of Mother Earth from her dad, who was an avid walker. I remember we walked everywhere our feet could take us because my dad did not own a car, otherwise we took buses and trains.

We walked through the streets of our neighborhood, the streets of Manhattan – even the Bowery and it was at a young age I learned of the homeless and forgotten men and women of our world. I was amazed and a little afraid at the men and women who approached us, but my dad told me to hold his hand. I would be okay, these people might have been doctors, lawyers, nurses and they just lost their way but they would not harm us.

The greatest of these memories is the times we went to Coney Island and a neighborhood park in Greenpoint, New York which I believed was called McCarron Park. It was there that my brother and I had our own trees that we had chosen and which we climbed and hugged when we visited. I would try and run so fast once we entered the park to try and beat my brother to our trees.

I no longer walk as much as I have in the past, I no longer climb trees, but I do still hug them! This land that we own 155 acres renews me and I believe my appreciation, my love and joy in Mother Earth stems from my dad.

This past week I journeyed to the life I have lived to reflect on who I am today. I learned that I need to renew myself, to pause and just remember how great my life is and has been. This I believe in my heart but I know it stems from deep within my soul.

I also remembered this week that as a little girl, a teen, a young woman, wife and then mother I did want to be a writer for I have always been an avid reader. I wanted to tell stories that in some way would and could put a smile on another’s face, maybe let them reflect, renew and remember.