tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64759235972061636712024-03-05T02:08:12.087-08:00Ma FrogThoughts and MusingsTerri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.comBlogger4322125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-25824063227788232622018-02-28T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-28T02:00:15.909-08:00End of FebruaryThe moon lit up the sky last night and there proved to be no storm forthcoming. The stars glittered and winked as if sharing a small joke with me and I smiled in return. Today has arrived with clear deep blue skies, a lack of clouds and grateful birds chattering and singing their own joy.<br />
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I caught the squirrels raiding not only the birdfeeder on the front deck but the one hanging in the trees as well. Formerly they left this one alone but once they learn how to grab and tilt one none of the rest are safe, except the feeder hanging from the eaves that they haven't been able to breach.<br />
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It's hard to believe this is the end of February already. I have been so busy keeping winter at bay shoveling, feeding the hungry birds and squirrels, and working at my cards, it is come and gone with the winter roar and yet barely a whisper. Tomorrow we will see March in; will it start like a lion or lamb?<br />
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I sorted through my many packets of pictures and put them in albums as well as sent some off to friends and family. I need to get back to my genealogy and organize my many emails and pictures I have received.<br />
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I am anxious to get my hall painted before the railing goes in and I need to get to town for some supplies, especially the spackle to fill in the holes and some sandpaper. I need a new paintbrush and pan as those were lost in one of the snow storms and are now located in the forest and will be found when the snow melts enough. If I get some more plastic bins I can empty the dresser and the garment boxes that are standing in my bedroom taking up valuable space. My mind his as active as a beehive wanting to accomplish several things at once. I will begin with the stairs.<br />
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Evening has come and my friend made it through surgery. Now he is considering refusing the one that will require hospitalization for five days all because of his nicotine addiction and also that he is worried about money. He hasn't done anything to help with the situation. I will keep him in my thoughts and prayers and hope he sees the light.<br />
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02281993Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-12773991316806504502018-02-27T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-27T02:00:45.879-08:00Crossing RiversPowerful dreams lead me<br />
I followed them all night<br />
surrounded by animals<br />
drinking at the river<br />
The Sioux came to me<br />
together we crossed<br />
to seek what's been lost<br />
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04161996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-30879144367067834942018-02-26T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-26T02:00:56.107-08:00Tend the gardenWorldly honor surrounds us<br />
bearing its sweet heavenly fruit<br />
if we but tend to the garden<br />
humbly, with love and faith<br />
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04201996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-62111938075939324092018-02-25T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-25T02:00:32.124-08:00Let it be soHelp us be the creatures of light we're meant to be,<br />
that which we truly are.<br />
Let love live in the center of our being,<br />
filling every cell.<br />
Let us give our hearts to the world,<br />
giving it substance.<br />
Our essence is to live and love,<br />
let it be so.<br />
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04041996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-14480466392995229112018-02-24T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-24T02:00:59.818-08:00Under a veilNo dreams, no prophets,<br />
just a veil to hide behind,<br />
until the ceremony is done....<br />
no angels, or vibrant skies<br />
release is waiting for the brave<br />
for all the rest will find none<br />
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04271996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-13187097924794257262018-02-23T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-23T02:00:32.518-08:00To lift those cloudsToday, I postponed my work on the hill and planting to rest and go to town with friends. We visited another nursery with beautiful blooming roses and I encouraged my friend to add one to her purchases, instead, she added two, as she could choose between them: majestic white and glorious orange, as well as healthy lavender. I saw large wisteria and a lilac that would, either one, look lovely climbing up the side of the deck, the first I must prepare the flower bed by enclosing it in rocks, for which I bought a bag of cement, and then break up the hard dirt and add mulch in planning mix. If it is meant to be, the right one will still be there when I return. I must remember the proper preparation always comes first; the rest is in God's hands.<br />
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I found a cookie jar for my daughter's kitchen. She needs little surprises to let her know she is loved, even though she's across the country. The ties that bind are strong and reach far. Little things can and do mean so much.<br />
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My friend here is still suffering from depression, as is my daughter, one over finances and one over hair loss. Things will work out for both of them but when you are in the dark night of the soul it is hard to see the sun's rays breaking through. The clouds seem thick and dense and almost enshroud us until we learn to really see. Then we find they are but a mist that can be blown away by the breeze or lifted by the warmth of the sun. So too can we be lifted up when we allow God's light to shine through and help us look with greater clarity and less fear.<br />
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Sometimes what we experience are but life's little lessons to strengthen us and to prepare us, like a flower bed, for the beauty that will come into our lives and grow and prosper, that will blossom profusely and bring joy not only to us but all who behold the radiance of God's work fulfilled.<br />
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There is a time for all things under the sun God reminds us inpatients and faith are but a few of the lessons we learn.<br />
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05261962Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-12267094720386332012018-02-22T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-22T02:01:06.717-08:00New flowers for the gardenI'm off to town today, as I have to take care of some business and will take advantage of being there to search out more plants and find them I did. I bought two large roses already in bloom, Angel face that is lavender, and garden party, which is a greenish yellow pink tips. Another lavender was calling to me, and I don't think you can have too much lavender in your garden, and I love the fragrance. I bought Rosemary to put in a pot, the cuttings I got from a friend are already in a pot and seemed to be doing well, I may plant some up on the hill eventually.<br />
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I found four ranunculi in vibrant color: purple, yellow, pink, and white. In the herb department, I also got some oregano. The herbs seem to be doing well dispersed around the flowers. I bought a small flat of dianthus to add more color and two Japanese bamboo shrubs to give some height and a sense of laciness to the garden. I also found a baby breath, which blooms profusely in small white flowers and reminds me of lace. They had some very unusual gladiola bulbs and I bought three packages of different colors, as well as an iris with three beautiful blooms and another shrub called a broom that blooms yellow and grows 6 to 8 feet in height. I've seen them growing around here and they seem to weather the snows quite well.<br />
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When I arrived home, I took all the flowers out and put them on my deck, transforming it in a riot of color as if announcing that spring itself has arrived at my doorstep.<br />
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I am a little worried about the bare root roses I have planted as they are not getting new shoots very quickly, as they should. One, which is a beautiful shade of lavender when in bloom, has no shoots at all. I had one before in a container before I moved here but it died from the heat on my patio. I hope this one starts responding and does well. I still would like to find sterling silver, which is my favorite. It has the most magnificent long-stem lavender blooms and delicious fragrance of any rose I have ever seen.<br />
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Tomorrow will be time for planting and watering and putting my new floral purchases in their new home.<br />
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05011990Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-52150107138578453092018-02-21T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-21T02:00:37.493-08:00Seeing God's countryThe kitties woke me up early after staying up late last night, but I let my friend sleep in, even though she asked me to wake her when I got up. It's too early for most people. She got up at eight thinking she had slept until noon, as it is so bright here in the mornings and I had to laugh. For one thing, there is no smog or too close houses to keep the light out and I have an abundance of windows to let it in.<br />
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It was time for coffee, breakfast rolls, and a relaxing morning before we again hit the road so she can see more of the beauty where I am blessed to live. She said she doesn't want to leave and is checking out the houses with for-sale signs. I doubt that she makes the move though as she is very dependent on friends where she lives and not as adventuresome as she once was. Fear and believing that you are handicapped can do that to a person.<br />
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I saw the possibility of many boulders I can return to later to gather and new ideas for terracing the hill. She wanted to return to the forest cul-de-sac of yesterday to again see the towering giant sequoias and the snow, to just walk around and pretend she is in her beloved Yosemite. Now, she realizes she doesn't have to drive that far to find the serenity of nature.<br />
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There are two houses, in particular, she took a liking to. One may be going up for sale but has not, as yet, been listed, although I have heard the person who owns it is moving in the near future and it is a sweet house with three bedrooms and a large deck out back. It sits on a corner lot with its own backyard forest.<br />
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I took my friend back to our little village center where she could visit the antique store and hardware stores, which are now open. I found a lovely Angel to add to my collection and my friend found several things she liked but in the habit of being dependent on credit cards for purchases, she found they are not accepted here. She did not bring cash or her checkbook so went home empty-handed of purchases but in the possession of the gifts I had for. She especially liked the sitting Angel I bought to sit on her fireplace mantel. I told her to come back soon and that she is always welcome as she departed for home. I am blessed to have such a dear friend.<br />
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04131990Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-66359449349263416072018-02-20T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-20T02:00:48.828-08:00A friend's visitMy friend will be arriving today so it is time for extra cleaning, as I want her first impression of my wee cabin to be one of awe. The views themselves from the decks and the windows leave you breathless.<br />
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She didn't have a problem finding me and the first words out of her mouth were "it's gorgeous!" I gave her the tour and she couldn't believe my backyard is an Oak Grove mixed with Pines and was duly impressed.<br />
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After we got her settled, we enjoyed the wonderful chicken salad she brought for lunch. Her eyes kept going to the windows, first one then another as she drank in the vision of mountains and then trees filled with birds lighting gently on branches and singing and entertaining us as we ate. There was one squirrel that was curious about my company and had the scamper to the window to check us out. She was in disbelief at how close he came to the window. She also got several shots of Pesky, the squirrel, showing off on the back deck.<br />
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When we finished satisfying our hunger it was time to give her a partial tour of God's country, especially higher up in the hills where they still have an abundance of snow. We stopped at a cul-de-sac, which is heavily forested, and she was amazed to find we have giant sequoias up here and at the variety of pines all nestled together, some shooting high into the heavens, others spreading their branches wide below. We stayed there for quite a while, as she was reluctant to leave such beauty. She borrowed my camera so she could get a panoramic shot of the trees and try to capture a feeling of their height against the blue of the sky and the impressive clouds passing by and turning the horizon scarlet.<br />
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We took a few more roads climbing up and she couldn't believe how massive many of the homes are up here, more like hotels than houses. We ended in town but everything was closed including the restaurants, so we came home to play on the computer, create her a few cards and enjoy each other's company, have a relaxing evening, rest, and catch up on each other's news.<br />
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05011992Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-3093563269367758592018-02-19T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-19T02:00:11.275-08:00About the gardenThe little cottontail rabbit is here this morning. I am sure he is the one who has been nibbling the tops off my tulips in the flower bed as well as some of the blossoms that have come up in the wooden barrel. First, he hides under the car, then comes out at the edge of the drive nibbling and watching me as I stand on the upper deck. First, the animals are afraid and skittish, then they become curious, bolder, then some of them become quite demanding. The neighbors say they have never seen so many animals and birds in one yard. I think it is because I respect them and realize it was their territory long before people came along. I provide them with food and give them their space. Even the little Chipmunks run across open space instead of hiding. The squirrels run freely across the deck and the big Blue Jay asks for peanuts. I speak to them and they are used to the sound of my voice now and chatter back.<br />
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The sky is a brilliant blue with small bands of fluffy white clouds starting here and there like exclamation points. The wind is cold and brisk causing the Angel windmill to spin round and round against the hill.<br />
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The boulder line is growing and there are four more I brought home waiting to be added. The marigolds like mini suns shining from below in shades of orange, yellows, and rusts, and the bright pink carnations give me a great sense of accomplishment although there is a lot of hill still to conquer. It all takes time and instead of being impatient I'm grateful as bit by bit becomes transformed with color.<br />
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Today, I finish packing the Easter box for my daughter and granddaughter: the Pooh bear, Pooh ball, and the musical duck block holder. I also put in the charcoal, incense, and decide to send my daughter the new hearings I bought as an Easter gift. I tucked in a crafter's apron with pockets and will get the box in the mail tomorrow.<br />
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I am enjoying the sunny skies and the ever-changing clouds that throw shadows on the hills. I give all the flowers a good soaking as well as fruit trees as best I can from the bottom of the hill and fill up the very large saucer I am using as a birdbath. I see the squirrel go there to watch himself and get a drink, everything is put to good use.<br />
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04061991Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-36100104416960944932018-02-18T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-18T02:00:47.828-08:00Great changes in my lifeI have been rethinking my blessings of this past year, the ending of one chapter in my life and a whole new world that has been given to me. I have achieved closure in some areas and a new door has opened. I have been transported from being enclosed away from wide-open spaces to the beauty of God's country.<br />
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I know that God answers our prayers and needs, not in the limited way it is our nature to believe, but in a greater, fuller, richer, way than we could imagine possible. I wanted space and God gave me a home on the hill with an endless expansive sky, great forested areas and a view that goes on for miles that takes the breath away. Where I formerly felt suppressed, I now feel serene and expansive.<br />
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God wants more for us than we possibly could ask for ourselves. I was in a job that had suppressed my joy and an estrangement with family that left me feeling empty at times. I've found when you ask God you'd better stand back for answers come quickly and in and abundance that can stagger our imaginations. The same day I prayed the job that was sucking the life out of me ended and a healing began, not just physically and mentally, but in a great spiritual growth that is taking me on a new path. God gave me back my dreams and the time and training to put them to use and, I'm sure, the expectation that I do so.<br />
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The gulf with my immediate family has not improved much and have learned you cannot force what others have no desire to give, but God has given me a wealth of family I never knew. Shortly after my prayer two cousins came back into my life I had not seen in many years and thanks to our mutual interest in genealogy I now have a wealth of cousins in a multitude of countries I'm getting to know and opportunities to travel and meet them. It is a healing not only for myself but others as well.<br />
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I've also been blessed with the new granddaughter who is dear to my heart and fills my life with joy even from miles away, as do all my grandchildren. God does give us what we need when we need it and all we need to do is ask and leave the answer to Him. Then be prepared to 'receive' and 'believe' that it will be so, for God loves us unconditionally and completely.<br />
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12021990Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-59831151350181734882018-02-17T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-17T02:00:00.322-08:00Flowers and familyThe air is crisp today, so it is on with the sweatshirt, instead of the short sleeve T-shirt of late. Misty clouds hang low over the mountains and a steady breeze blows the flower windmill I bought myself yesterday, that has a little garden angel in the middle and blue petals, around and around and as it spins I work in my garden planting more marigolds. Their bright golden, yellow, and mixed rust colors give spots of sunshine along the border of rocks I am creating on the hill. It is if they say," here I am." I also plant two different kinds of mint with the hope they will spread out beneath the roses. In another area I plant Golden Sage with its multicolored leaves of green and yellow and along the border two Hardy Sage with their blooms of lavender.<br />
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When I water some of the boulders on the hill dislodge and I have to reset them, which is a heavy and muddy task. Luckily they did not completely crush the marigolds beneath them but did decapitate a Golden flower. I still have two new roses to plant but I will save them for another day. One already has a bud that will soon be ready to open. I do need to start the row of boulders along the drive but first I need to get some concrete to set them in place then I can fill it in with flat rocks and an occasional flowerpot or small bust to add height and color.<br />
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The squirrels are so active today, running all over the decks and yard as if they missed my company yesterday and are trying to get my attention today. Their antics certainly make me laugh and amuse the neighbors as well.<br />
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I take time for my emails and to write my newly discovered cousin in France. She and her husband are coming to the states next month and we may have the opportunity to meet them, although my son is too shy to ask. She has sent the date, hotel, flight and phone number, which I sense is a desire, on her part, and opportunity for all of us. I'm quite excited over the prospect.<br />
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When I prayed to God for greater closeness with family He answered with an abundance I had not anticipated. I now have cousins I am in contact with in the states, Canada, France and Chile. He has brought me whole new world of family and I am grateful.<br />
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<br />Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-19102628525324152842018-02-16T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-16T02:00:40.735-08:00Off to VenturaIt's off to Ventura today: to visit friends, the beach, the Angel store, and browse wherever else the whim carries me and to lunch on the pier. I've been looking forward to it all week and get an early start.<br />
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I have brought along my pictures of God's country at my friend's request and she loves the many changes of weather I have captured on film: the snow-covered hills, the cabins, and wildlife. She laughed at the series of Pesky, the squirrel, stealing the cotton out of my chair cushion on my back deck. Of course, she loved the tall pine trees and has tw on her back deck that are so big and tall, still in containers, she doesn't know how they will be moved out of there and she would love to have somewhere to plant them, but wants it to be her own place, which is impossible where she lives as her condo only has decks for yards.<br />
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My main purpose of going to Ventura was to file my income taxes but I did not make enough for that to be possible and my CPA refused to charge me for her time so I gave her a gift of greeting cards to use.<br />
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It is an overcast and chilly day. Still, there were surfers out in the water, one windsurfer that fascinated the children at the next table, plus a few speedboats and young people in shorts running up and down the wharf. This weekend fishermen were out doing their best to bring in a catch or two while I just sat absorbed my surroundings. As well as enjoyed wonderful meal and the smell of the sea air.<br />
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It's big treat to have lunch on the pier at one of my favorite seafood restaurants. The extra sourdough bread comes fresh and warm, they have coleslaw unique and unequaled, and the fresh cod has me salivating. The atmosphere, of course, looking ride out over the water draws me to a window seat when it is too chilly to sit outside. I feel totally relaxed and rejuvenated as I always do watching the waves play against the shore.<br />
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I couldn't resist going to visit the Angel store nearby. I found a statue of the Arch-Angel Uriel that is unusual; I've never seen one before so, of course, I broke down and bought it as well as a Boyd's bunny for my granddaughter. At that Gifts from Earth shop I found some charcoal incense and a beautiful pair of earrings for my daughter. She buys everything the baby needs and nothing for herself. She needs an Easter gift from the heart as well as things for the baby. I know she will be surprised.<br />
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04051992Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-55972986104825053562018-02-15T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-15T02:00:46.744-08:00Whole AgainMy goodbye is near<br />
gone the confusion<br />
gone the endless fear<br />
soon the conclusion<br />
seventy aught years<br />
ended in seclusion<br />
all lost and forgotten<br />
free from delusion<br />
whole and unbroken<br />
no more my dear<br />
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<br />Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-75616803046448714182018-02-14T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-14T02:01:02.311-08:00Higher SelvesWhen we choose and identity,<br />
we begin to build our essence...<br />
from within it starts to grow,<br />
that higher self we call divine,<br />
for we are the source, us true<br />
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04041996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-30349440699924718882018-02-13T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-13T02:00:30.499-08:00We FloatStand up and feel<br />
build upon trust<br />
know what's right<br />
love lets us float<br />
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04031989Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-41145824797442932202018-02-12T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-12T02:00:34.478-08:00ShopliftingWe shoplifted as children<br />
stealing love from the shelves<br />
taking it where we found it<br />
filling our empty days<br />
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04041989Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-21253476012165043372018-02-11T02:30:00.000-08:002018-02-11T02:30:22.511-08:00In the monasteryIn the monastery, before the meal, we acknowledge our food as a gift of the universe, the earth, the sky, and hard work. Let us live in ways that transform us, that elevates the mind, that frees the soul. Give us understanding and love to meditate upon.<br />
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06221966Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-77870387322347543352018-02-10T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-10T02:00:42.787-08:00Brought to LifeI am wonderfully rich in consciousness. I am bountifully supplied with money and love. I now realize my plan for abundant living. I see my bank account continually filled with an all-sufficiency to meet every need with a divine surplus. I lovingly see myself sharing this bounty for the good of all according to the Father's guidance. I happily see every bill paid now. I joyfully see every obligation met, with great delight. Let me use love and wisdom to bring the dream to life.<br />
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08131996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-38790039276249161422018-02-09T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-09T02:00:33.218-08:00Getting LostIf you have a sacred place and use it, take advantage of it, something will happen. You'll connect with who you are, and who you might be. I've noticed other people's sacred space and I admire them for it. I've had dreams of a sacred space for myself, telling me I have a need for that quiet sacred spot. A place to celebrate, concentrate and consecrate my inner self. And so, I gather meaningful objects that evoke love and gratitude. Building a meditation table, covered with a lace cloth, angel candles, stones, and incense. Flowers too, along with my rosary, and here I lose myself in my being, one, part of all that is.<br />
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05201996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-55594811324925117922018-02-08T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-08T02:00:06.845-08:00A sacred spaceI've got a sacred space,<br />
a place just for me...<br />
where I go to just be<br />
experiencing nothing<br />
rejoined, set free<br />
here I am, in meditation<br />
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<br />Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-40822864246130472682018-02-07T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-07T02:01:04.299-08:00A better placeBring healing to all who seek wholeness.<br />
Help others who silently suffer.<br />
Offer help to those in need.<br />
These are things we can all do.<br />
Making the world a better place.<br />
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03211996Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-10686209698384916342018-02-06T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-06T02:00:02.072-08:00My AngelOpen my heart once more<br />
illuminate the world with love<br />
be the source of my strength<br />
my angel there to guide me<br />
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03231995Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-27078642002578053012018-02-05T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-05T02:00:10.128-08:00Sliced in TwoI froze<br />
my warmth lost<br />
trying to make you melt<br />
to thaw out your heart<br />
mouth to mouth<br />
brought you no life<br />
it just sliced me in two<br />
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03161987Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6475923597206163671.post-20546547928508571752018-02-04T02:00:00.000-08:002018-02-10T14:24:29.029-08:00Walls and thoughtsI start my morning in peace and a new determination to exercise more by walking the hills while it's still early. Today, I went down the hill on my own street taking pictures as I went. It is a much different view than snapping shots from the car. I also met the new neighbor a few houses down from me. He was having coffee on his deck so I welcomed him to the neighborhood and introduced myself. He, like me, has relocated from a more crowded area, is an artist, works at home and loves it up here in God's country.<br />
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He was fortunate to see his first deer when two appeared in his yard and he was in awe, still. Of course, unpacking will take a while (I should know about that) and finding a place and space for everything.<br />
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He has a problem with woodpeckers and the fake owls it was recommended he buy don't help at all. Why am I not surprised! Birds are quite intelligent, I find, as are the squirrels and other animals. He also has an interest in gardening, so we discussed what grows up here and doesn't.<br />
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I felt it might help to be welcomed as it made me feel good when three of my neighbors came, at different times, and introduced themselves. Only the neighbors next door come by to chat, others just say hello and passing.<br />
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I continued my long walk, going up the long, long, hill on the next street. It became harder going the steeper decline and as I got closer to the top I had to make more frequent stops.<br />
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I even got a picture of my own home from a new direction side-by-side with my neighbor's. My little place really looks very private seen from the back, hidden behind my forest of oaks.<br />
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In my mind, I earmarked some boulders to retrieve later, which I did on my way home from the post office when I had a car to carry them. I was able to bring home one medium and one smaller bolder and added them to my row at the base of my hill.<br />
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I stand on my deck upstairs or down below and view my progress, in my mind imagining where I will put more plants, add the walkway up, set the next terrace of boulders and wonder how I will get them up the hill to place them. Still, I get a sense of satisfaction seeing the small changes I have made already and witnessing the beautiful blooms and carnations and marigolds. Nature is a constant thing to marvel at.<br />
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04061992Terri Gadalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365920805875131584noreply@blogger.com0