Where Did The “Tall People” Go?

f2e223032d6aa6fd2711d9816e3c9760 photo from Pinterest

There was a meeting of the gnomes one night. They were talking about the “Tall people.” They hadn’t noticed them around as much, and were wondering what had happened. Usually they were busy hiding from them during the day, as their big feet traipsed through the woods and meadows. None of them wanted to get stomped on. There were some brazen gnomes, who bragged that they weren’t scared of no funny “tall people”and they wouldn’t hide. They would get right in the path of the “tall people” and sadly some of them were never seen again.

“Have they gone away?” one young gnome asked.  “Why haven’t we seen them?”

“They haven’t totally disappeared, for I have seen some of them. Though they are usually alone now or else with just one other person. Haven’t seen groups of them. They were always easier to hide from before,  for you could hear them coming. ” said an older gnome as he stroked his beard.

“I had a real close call last night.” said Hermie,  “I got away from a big foot right in the nick of time. One of the “tall people” were out with their camera taking pictures of the sky.”

Little Jubi spoke up, “Well I almost got stepped on during the day when a “tall person” was out walking their dog. The dog was really big, and I thought for sure I was a goner.

“I am sure they all will be up and out again in a bit. Perhaps they are just taking a break for now.” said one.

They all shrugged their shoulders, for no one really knew what had caused less “tall people” to be out and about.

“I am sure they will be out and about once again in time, we can’t let our guard down. Though I am wondering if they are starting to go a little crazy.” said Kiki

LuLu laughed, “Starting to go crazy….I think they been crazy for awhile!” The others joined in her laughter.

“True! But the other day there was one really “tall person” traipsing through the woods and he was talking to himself. He was saying how he was going to catch a unicorn! Silly guy! Those unicorns are smart, they won’t let themselves be seen by “tall people.” ”

All the others agreed.

“Well we could spend all night discussing the crazy things about the “tall people” and we still wouldn’t figure them out.”

They all agreed and they went back to watching the stars, chatting with the fairies and watching the unicorns dance.

Little Hermie wondered as he watched, what do the “tall people” do to relax? Whatever it was, he didn’t think it could compare to watching his favorite fairy dance. He smiled, as he caught her eye and gave her a wink, underneath the moonlit sky.

The Secret Keeper

64b0b4ea16ab399e1c4e38720267b2d4

The night was still, the air was cool, and the moon shined bright in the azure blue sky.

The swing was there, as it always was, hanging from the sturdy oak tree. It was waiting for her. it had been there for her so many nights. Nights when she was broken hearted and she would cry into the wind. Nights when she was full of joy, shouting with happiness, and  swinging high with glee.

Many dreams she had spoken to the moon, and many secrets she had shared. The moon was her keeper of secrets, it wouldn’t even share it with the stars.

This swing was her place of rest. Her time-out, for when life got so busy. Her place of solitude and peace.

She would exhale any of her fears and doubts as she would swing into the wind and inhale hope. Smiling she would look at the moon and give it a little wink, as she continued to swing, underneath the azure blue sky.

 

 

Tuesday’s Thoughts!

I learned that yesterday was Holocaust Remembrance Day. I remember studying about it in school and how awful I felt for the Jews, how it boggled my mind at how people could be so cruel to others. Sadly today, so many years later, it still boggles my mind at the cruelty of some humans. As my first quote says, “remember it didn’t start with gas chambers….” If that would have happened right away there would have been a huge outcry, no, it was much more subtle than that, and we need to not forget that!

  1. wp-1580217847455.jpg
  2. 2450673d07cf9eb71a09016a24a2b631
  3. 5a3e60cc64d3ab7680ea45ba44934dee
  4. philosophical-quotes-about-life-39
  5. philosophical-quotes-about-life-44
  6. e9ebd86d2d63aba44f38f13f48f536d2
  7. 628ec440ae5c5d6fed426fa7c19fb59e
  8. 1f2e231f410d5d8cd191693698a81563
  9. 544ce7d2573f0f62889a0cd1cf345ef1
  10. philosophical-quotes-about-life-51

Coming Together!

I was up at the crack of dawn yesterday to watch the sun rise at the ocean. As the beauty once again filled me with awe, I thought of the date. It was 18 years yesterday since “9/11”, a day that so many will never forget. I thought of how many people woke up that morning 18 years ago, perhaps witnessing a brilliant sunrise, and feeling all was right with the world, only to have their world torn apart before the next sunrise!

I thought about how America came together on that horrible day. How differences that had once seemed so big, were now insignificant!

I saw the following quote last night and it struck a chord in me.

69449803_10217477563962427_729556261728681984_n

Yes, I want this America back again! Not only did we come together in America, but the World came together. Other countries embraced us in our dark time, with no thought to what polices we agreed or disagreed on! They were there for us and our hearts were touched.

The following 2 video clips just give a glimpse of how the world reacted. May they touch your heart like they did mine and be a reminder that we are capable of showing love and not discriminating against our differences. Let us make it “9/12” again, before we have another “9/11!”

The following clip doesn’t have to do with “9/11”, but it came up as I was browsing and it made me smile!  Though it may not have happened around “9/11” it shows what this post is about. About coming together and helping out when needed!

The Calling of the Sea!

 

d50f757fe54db4ab6d4eb3c72c705b6e

My body instantly relaxes as I step into the warm sand, feeling it squish up between my toes. I smell the most wonderful scent of all, the smell of the salty sea. I hear the joyful sound of the seagull’s call, as they fly free.  They are welcoming me back to the place that has forever captured my heart.

Where my soul is refreshed, and worries washed away by the waves of the sea. Where time stands still as I soak in the joy of the moment.  When the pleasures of the sea grab hold of me like an octopus and don’t let go. My heart smiles as I pick up seashells; my gift from the sea.

My friend and I walk along the edge of the sea, talking, laughing and sometimes just being silent, letting the waves speak.

Knowing in our hearts that there is no other place we would rather be!

Could we be mermaids in disguise … probably!

** We aren’t at the beach yet, but I am dreaming, as the countdown has begun! **

5f002dd7b48eae41723557dfdd674ab9

 

 

Under the Same Sky

It was a calm night, the air was still. The only sounds that she so far had  heard, was the annoying chirping of the crickets. Clarissa stood there and waited as time seemed to stand still. She was waiting  for the sign, she knew it would come, but what was taking so long?

Everything was too still. Where was the giant flash in the sky?  She had hoped that she would see a shooting star.  Not one shooting star though did she see amidst so many of the other stars in the night sky.

A shooting star surely would be a sign that she was doing the right thing, making the right decision.  Perhaps she would get serenaded by the call of the nightingale. It would also be such a delight to hear a hermit thrush sing, that could be her sign.

With anticipation she strained her ears to hear. She  heard a sound, but it was far from melodic. Where was it coming from?  Clarissa  turned and saw the swamp in the distance  and the shadow of the heron, it had one of  the most raspiest  calls she had ever heard. It hurt her ears.

Sighing, she hung her head, this wasn’t working. She had come out into nature to find an answer but it appeared futile. No shooting star, no rolling thunder, no beautiful birds singing, just a raspy heron and bull frogs croaking.

“Whooo-whooo- ”  Clarissa looked up and saw a  barn owl perched up high in a tree.

She shook her head in despair. . Not “who-who” she thought to herself,  her heart was asking where-where? Where was the clear sign to the answer she sought? Clarissa turned around, frustrated, she headed home wondering why she had come out tonight.

 

The stars were out in the bright night sky and the air was still as Pamela stared at the glorious sight.  Millions of stars twinkling above her, and the crickets symphony she heard. She took in a deep breath of the fresh air and felt peace surround her.

No nightingale’s did she hear, but  what was making that sound. It was unique, she hadn’t heard it before. She took a little walk over towards the swamp where the sound was coming from and then she saw it. It was a Black-crowned night heron. How cool to see one of them!

She sat down on a log to watch it call out to its mate with a raspy voice. The bullfrogs joined him in a croaky chorus and she couldn’t help but smile. The heron and bullfrogs were calling out as loudly as they could. They may not sound as sweet as the hermit thrush, but they didn’t care. Slowly Pamela started singing a song of her own. One that she usually sang in the privacy of her room, wanting no one else to hear.

After singing she sat there for awhile lost in her thoughts. She was so glad had come out tonight to clear her head. She felt refreshed from the decision that had been weighing her down, she just  had to be alone with her thoughts for awhile.

As she started to head back home,  she heard “Whooo-Whoooo..”  Oh, how her heart jumped at the sight of the beautiful Barn Owl perched high in the tree. Her eyes  watched it as it spread out its wings. She gasped at its beauty taking flight into the night.

Pamela’s heart was full. A clear answer she may not have, but she felt more confident and trusted that in time her answer would come.

She sighed with contentment, continuing her walk and listening to her heart speak.

 

Seeking Freedom

What would you do if you were on a boat, traveling far away from your homeland to a place where you have never been before? This isn’t no grand sightseeing adventure though. As the boat drifts away into the ocean and you see your homeland fade into the distance, your heart sighs. It feels a mixture of so many emotions, as you realize that you may never see your homeland again.

This isn’t from a fictional tale in a book, its from a true story. A story that happened many years ago! The fact that its from a true story makes it all the more heartbreaking.  Its a true story about a large group of Jews right before WW2  broke out. Its a story of doing all that you can to try to survive. A story where more than 900 brave Jews got on the S.S. St.Louis ocean liner  to escape concentration camps and to flee to a Cuba, where they planned on finding refuge.

I did not read the book, but I watched the movie. It is called ,”Voyage of the Dammed”, it was recommended to me by my friend Colin. He has great knowledge about music, movies, and the list goes on. 🙂

The movie was powerful as I tried to relate to how those passengers must have felt. To be forced to flee your homeland because of nothing more than just being who you are! I just can’t imagine. That time in history was such a horribly tragic time.

I don’t want to give the movie away about what happens so I am not going to say more about it. I do believe your heart will be very touched if you choose to watch it.

After watching it I was sadly thinking about how prejudice against race, faith, sexual orientation, etc. continues today. I know I did a post not that long ago on racism and now here is another one. I feel that right now in these times, we need to hear the message all we can! My heart wonders why we haven’t we learned from our tragic past??

Our Country can’t continue becoming more and more divided and this goes beyond our Country, prejudice is sadly all around the world.

All we can do is keep spreading the message that we all have something to contribute to this world and when we accept each other for who we are, it really can be a Wonderful World!

 

 

Just Breathe!

20181031_174844.jpg

I took this picture back in the Fall, when we were hiking through the nearby woods. The trip was just a nice pleasure outing. A time  for me and my husband to enjoy the peace and solitude of the woods.

Today in conversation with a friend I was reminded of another time that I visited the woods. A time where I was feeling stressed and I needed to go to the woods so that I could breathe. I was telling my friend how they needed to take some time to breathe as well.  They are at a crossroads in their life, a big decision needs made and they are feeling consumed by the pressure. They need some time to just breathe.

It was a couple years ago when I had driven to the woods with a heavy heart.  Life had dealt us a huge blow and I was overwhelmed. I remember finding a log to sit on in the middle of the woods. I sat my weary body down and I soaked in the silence while staring at nature’s beauty around me.  I sat for awhile , I walked for awhile , and my soul breathed. While doing these things my spirit became calm, as peace wrapped around me. My circumstances hadn’t changed, but I had. I had taken the time to slow down, to concentrate on the moment and to just breathe.

I believe we all have been there before. Times where decisions and our present circumstances weigh us down. Times where we  wish we could be a child again, coloring under our blanket fort and eating chocolate chip cookies.

What do you do when you have a big decision weighing on your heart? What do you do when life deals you a severe blow and you don’t know where to turn?

We can become so consumed with feeling we need an answer that I feel we often neglect doing a very important thing.  Taking a step back and giving ourselves time to breathe! It is sometimes in the silence when our heart speaks to us and tells us what we need to know.  It is sometimes in the silence when the fog in our mind lifts and things become more clear.

Sometimes its not about wrestling with all the questions in your head for the thousandth time. Its not about figuring out how to unscramble the messed up alphabet in your head. Sometimes its only about one very important thing, and that one thing is taking  time out to take care of you. Allowing yourself time to just breathe!