My garden .....

my garden .... every once in a while we wish for something that makes us happy .. I wish for a garden with roses but roses where hard for me to grow , I was never succssesful with roses .they either die or maybe it was the soil that was not agreeable to them , so I decided to plant a garden with hibiscus . so I cemented part of the garden and I left enough dirt around the cement to make my garden ..around the dirt I put some ornamental gravel , stepping stones and planted my hibiscus , then I fence my garden with a picket fence ... you see is not in what you plant is in the love you put on what you are doing ...It doesn't matter what you plant is the love that you put in what you do .. one does not have to choose , all one have to do is be in the moment figure out what truly makes us happy and then go for it . would I had planted the roses probably they would had done fine , just like the hibiscus , the doubt was within my heart as I had failed once before with roses ,the doubt was implanted within me .. my hibiscus garden turn just fine every year I enjoy the beauty of the flowers in all vibrant colors , I would sit in a chair in my garden and revel at the beauty of my garden , my fulfill heart over joy with love ....

Happy mothers day ....

happy mothers day to all ..... you ask of us that the message should be of our own design, of our own doing you don't want to ask us what we should talk about , very well today is a day of celebration for you .. mothers day ..then why don't we speak about mothers , the mother of all . the one that have always been there for you . with no reproaches , no demand , no questions ask , no defiance , no punishment , giving all she have , and all that she is . a wonderful mother if we should say so , don't you think? ...Mother Gaia ..... the proper thing to do is go and celebrate her day with her , go feel her warmth and her coldness , her love , embrace her and tell her how much you love her ..is never too late to ask her forgiveness for the way you have treated her . go out there and touch her every fiber of life , feel the breeze on your cheeks breathe her scent , let the wind caress your face , speak to the trees , enjoy the scent of her flowers , and the birds singing a tune for every ones pleasure .. touch the earth and a feel the dirt in your hands and know that every granule of dirt is alive as she is alive ... be happy and content , is a day of celebration , a grand day where no mother should be forgotten for they are the ones who bring life to all .. she bring forth that which replenish the earth and makes it grow , she nurtures her off springs and see them mature them place them out there without fear of the danger that will come their way . trusting they will be ok ... like your mothers have trusted you , Mother Gaia trust the children of the womb , you are the children who came forth from the womb the warmth place you so dearly embrace . then you came to embrace the mother who for all her life have embrace all with the fiber of her life you are all part of the fiber of her life , you are the ones who have made her what she is , if she suffered you suffered with her , if she cries you had cried with her . the joys of her days are joys of your days . the wounds on her surface are parts of your wounds .she is there so that you can live in peace and harmony .. then my beloved children why is she any less or be forgotten she is the mother who through trial and tribulation had never stop to look at you and forgotten the days of your life she deserves just as much respect as the mother who brought forth that which make the world go round , as you are the ones who make this world what it is ... mothers , as woman , because they are the woman who have suffered through labor to bring forth every living human in this planet deserve to be look at with honor , with the outmost respect , treated with dignity like the flowers they are, delicate and fragile , yet strong as steel soft and cuddly to give you the love you so much need ... they have brought you into the world so you could bloom like the a bird of paradise that you all are ... yes my children go out there give the proper respect that Mother Gaia, as well as your mothers deserve , never forget that they are both of the same gender beautiful and full of life , let their splendor shine let their day be festive honor them take care of them give them the place they deserve , they deserve no less than the best .if you neglect to do that then you are neglecting what you are a child of the universe , no more no less ......Namaste , Serendipity , Multiplicity ... Happy mothers day to two beautiful mothers .......

Tthe wooly caterpillar......

the wooly catepillars how many of you pay attention of what is happening to mother nature , I walk outside twice a day amongst mother nature and one of the thing I have notice is the wooly caterpillars , they are out by the hundredth were I live , and it makes me wonder if next winter is going to be a better winter than this past winter, this year they are not as wooly as they usually are . from what I have heard the climate will take a change for the better , mother nature is changing along with humanity . sweet mother of God is looking after us .we have had enough disaster it is time we start looking to the better side of life there is so much beauty in our planet we need to take care of it , take better care of what have been left to all ,the beauty is all in our hearts and how we look at all . there is splendor in all .. if we only stop for a minute and see things in a different perspective we will see our world and its beauty revealing itself to us ... go within is were loves reside ...

Love , a four letter word ....

Love , a four letter word , which to many don't signify a thing , to other is a treasure .. yet we all say I love you . love who or whom , or is the word love something so insignificant that has no value whatsoever in your dear hearts or vocabulary. when you say you love , either love or don't say it , love is not something one can discard so easily , which brings me to the word Illegal .. ugly word . who is Illegal those whom we say cross borders or enter the USA without a visa .. but aren't we all Illegals because unless you are indigenous to the USA , then you are Illegal too .. so please , mind your manners when you call someone an Illegal ....and have a little love for those whom you think are either lesser or darker skins , or don't look like you or your white skin seems different than others ......or came here to USA looking for a better life , didn't we all once upon a time came here in the same manner those you call Illegals are doing now ? , please search your history .. and find out and dont trow stones over a glass house it can hit you right on the head .....love light and blessings ..

FOR THE LOVE OF GAIA .....

how can we speak to you about the beauty of the earth , when you have no appreciation of what beauty is . beauty is love , love is beauty ,do you understand .. for there to be one the other must exist . one without the other cannot exist , and to understand either one , one must love ... if there was love for the earth you would not pillage it like you have done , or destroy it like is being destroy ... do you see what I mean !, is there appreciation for the forest ? , do you see the beauty of the forest ?...can you tell me about the sea and what you have done with them ... I ask the question , you give me the answerds , is not easy is it ?... I understand !.... so let me explain something to you which maybe not many know about it....humanity needs its forest ,as well as the sea , oxygen its needed for your survival and both the sea and the forest are needed for your oxygen how else are you going to live in a planet without oxygen ..your planet is one of the most beautiful planet there is but the negligence of men have brought your planet to nearly extinction ...

Dream a little dream ......

the garden how many of you dream of ever having a beautiful garden , a garden were you can sit during the afternoons and savor the beauty of the roses , the plants , and all the flowers that grow in your garden .... I have ! . maybe our most beautiful garden is mother nature , but one always wish for that favorite place where one can sit and dream of butterflies and dragon flies , where the sun bathe you in the afternoon with the summer breeze and one can hear the crikets chirping , the birds singing , and the humming bird feeding the nectar of the flowers ...Is only a dream but one can dream with a garden as others might dream of their favorite things, and what is a dream if not beautiful thought that comes from within our hearts , that my friends is love !! ....

Remembering the old days.....

something strange but sad happen today , I was planning to write about my childhood friends and the fun we had when we played with paper dolls .. most of the paper doll where actreses of the 30th and 40th ..one of the names that came to mind were Irene Dunne , Marjorie Lord and Deanna Durbin .. as I was looking for information in the Internet I came across a video and some information that deanna durbin had die today , at the age of 91 , very sad for those of us who grew up playing with their paper dolls look alike , she brought many happy days to the life of many kids who played with their dolls ... my condolecense to her family . there is time for everything in our life , a time to mourn and a time to cry , a time to be happy and a time to remember , yes I remember those happy day , chilhood days when everything was rosy and beautiful .. many beautiful tomorrows , when in reality only the moment exist.....thanks deanna for the wonderfull memories .....

THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS ....

one of the things I dearly remember is my paternal grandmother , when my grandfather die I was too young or maybe I had not been born yet , they live in the country and own some acreage of land , across the street the river meander , huge rocks lay like boulders and one could see how the water bubble down as clear and crystalline as a diamond ... there many people went to wash their clothing using the rocks as washing board , today we think about all the conveniences the world have to offered , but at what sacrifices while our parents did their washing us kids took the opportunity to play in the river and have some fun , after the chore was done we went home and we headed to the sugar cane fields to eat and savor the sweetness of the cane or else we went to pick the mangoes that lay on the ground from the rain storm of the night before . who said those ancient days were hard , there was not much and we live day by day , but they were healthy and enjoyable days , kids were safe , food was edible , fresh and free of pesticide ... kids were free to run as they please , go were they wanted to go without the inconvinience of some one looking after them , neighbors trusted neighbors , strangers were welcome , the doors remain open to the fresh air , and although there were no fancy chair in the patio to sit ,there was no lack of benches , and the hard ground was always there to lay your aching body for a spell .. those were the days my friend , we wish they never ended .....my everlasting memories ....