My dear friend sent me the link for this song this morning. It made me so happy, I had to share it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Does the lead singer nail this song? Or what? Beautiful vocals all around and it is a pleasure to share it. I am just thrilled that others are doing things like this to stay positive, stay united, making such a difference.
I saw this video for the first time yesterday. It made me so happy, I think I love this guy for making this video. It’s such good fun and it made a lot of people happy, I think. Anytime we smile, share that smile and send good wishes to someone, we make a difference. Maybe the value isn’t always understood at the time, but joy is contagious, as it should be.
I’ve shared this version of the same song previously on my blog, but felt it should be added today as well. Both versions make me feel so good because it is obvious how much the perspective bands enjoy what they do. It is their great good fortune to be able to do what they love. Life is good when I see others enjoy their craft, see what lights up their hearts. Momentarily it is difficult to believe there are any problems in the world. It seems only love can prevail in these moments.
This young man has adopted me during the last few days. He was the only rooster on the block, and quite bossy, but he is beautiful isn’t he? There was only him and his one hen, whom he controlled maybe a bit too much. Then came the new guy with his harem, and his attitude. So F.L. #2 came to me for shelter and here he has stayed. He is basically alone now as his “chick” hangs with the new guy, but he seems to be content with his new measure of safety, replacing his seniority. The other rooster is quite mean, so I am glad he has decided to just enjoy his life rather that fight for positioning. Scrappy has his eye on him, and I know he wants to give him a run for his money, but I let him know this is not happening. There can be no chicken attacks on my watch.
The rain seems finally to have eased, giving us a few days back to back of glorious sunshine. Yesterday when I went to the river to complete my morning ritual, I noticed that the tomb I made for Scott had been taken down, his body gone. Person? Or animal? Can’t be sure. I didn’t think anyone else knew where he was and really, I’m the only one who goes back there to watch the river for the most part. It could have been the dog next door, or even Scrappy, as there was only a few tufts of fur remaining. It made me cry to see he was gone, as if I had lost him all over again. I put the last of his fur into the river and watched as it was carried away. I did the same thing with my own hair after trimming it recently. It was my idea that the river would carry away the sadness, problems and worries, cleanse them and restore balance in my soul.
I watched the movie called “The Shack” last night while I finished my hummingbird image (inspired by the photo my son took here at Victoria). It was an unexpected pleasure added to my day, a truly beautiful story. A very different approach to the difficult subject of God, the afterlife, life altering experiences such as what happens in a near death experience, forgiveness, judgment and letting go. I could relate to so much of the story, I felt very connected to the character playing the father in the story. So much of my story is as unbelievable as his, yet totally acceptable.
What I really loved was the beautiful interaction between the characters, how they worked through the pain of his suffering, allowing him to find his own way to resolution, forgiveness and letting go. His tragedy was losing his daughter to a violent crime. So much of what I saw in the movie helped me come to terms with the reality of my own story. We are not alone, I have never been alone, although even in a room of people, I have felt alone. Maybe it’s better to say isolated. Anyway, I do recommend the film, I am still trying to absorb the truth of it.
