SUBMITTED by Carol Elaine Deys, Para-Deys Acres Charitable Trust (13-Mar-2011)
HE SAID, SHE SAID
Today we spent an hour at Books, ETC. in Macedon sharing the story of Tim O'Brien's "The Things They Carried." Currently it is part of The Big Read which is happening all around us. Many are coming to know and understand about the horrors of war, and all that it contains. Many are coming to the conclusion that there must be a better way. When I write of these things, I feel lifted to a new domain where I do know and understand much about the evolution of time and purpose. "For everthing there is a season..." and I feel greatly blessed that we are currently in a safe place, that our family is generating good things in the worlds of our choice, and that we are able to walk the streets safely without fear of falling through the earth into some dark abyss of unknown dimension...That we are only watching the horrors of the Japanese earthquakes on television, and not actually in the midst of all of the horrendous confusion and fearful destruction which is going on. If we have always lived upon this earth in some form or another, then we have also personally attended these experiences in many ways before, and that in some form or other, Mother Nature is in the process of changing form.
Prophetically speaking, the world is in a state of crux. Gathering strength for tomorrow's reality, we go forth and the prophets of doom shall continue to benefit themselves by sharing the degradation of the peoples by way of their newscasts and the written word. Others shall speak of hope, and the annihilation of evil in many forms, suggesting that in some way, shape or form we can make a difference in the worlds of our choice. Mercy has been given to many through this time of unsure positionings. It is our prayer that tomorrow shall be the day we had so gallantly dreamed of, and that we shall inherit the wind of tomorrow's vision with enthusiasm and directive response to help those in need of help, gather those in need of gathering, and benefit from all of the wise counsel around us which speaks of hope and a positive reuniting of those upon the earth who have been greatly tested with those who are securing the future with grace and the fortitude of the ages all around us. May your day be a definitive one according to the wishes of your own heartsong.
In peace,
Carol Elaine Deys
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HE SAID, SHE SAID
"But the laundry calls," said she - and he answered - "Try it anyhow with a page a day. Remember the past in some small way."...and she said, "I don't think I want to"...On a day like today we are thankful for not only the ability to write, but also a place and equipment to use for putting together the stories of our lives. Although there are many who have other talents, the writer is knudged by a certain inner dominion which calls its name. Somewhere deep within comes the need to place upon paper, or share with others the articulation of one's own life experiences. Maybe it happens as we grow older. Maybe it comes from the very moment of conception when we are experiencing new and different ways to spread our wings. One never knows, but what we do know is that there is majesty in the sharing of the written words. Every time I read one of the articles presented on WAYNE COUNTY LIFE I am touched by the writer's ability to bring the written word into a space which becomes meaningful to many, bringing to mind experiences of their own journey's walk.
"TODAY is the day of recovery. TODAY is the space I must hold as precious and mine. TODAY is my wealth."
...and he said, "You can do both." So she tried - and cried, remembering the times that weren't so good and then, celebrating those that were, and he said, "Write on" - and she said, "Okay, I'll try again."... And the laundry got done, the dishes did not overtake the kitchen sink, and she was moved to try some more - and he said, "Good show"...and she said, "Thank you, Friend."
Today we spent an hour at Books, ETC. in Macedon sharing the story of Tim O'Brien's "The Things They Carried." Currently it is part of The Big Read which is happening all around us. Many are coming to know and understand about the horrors of war, and all that it contains. Many are coming to the conclusion that there must be a better way. When I write of these things, I feel lifted to a new domain where I do know and understand much about the evolution of time and purpose. "For everthing there is a season..." and I feel greatly blessed that we are currently in a safe place, that our family is generating good things in the worlds of our choice, and that we are able to walk the streets safely without fear of falling through the earth into some dark abyss of unknown dimension...That we are only watching the horrors of the Japanese earthquakes on television, and not actually in the midst of all of the horrendous confusion and fearful destruction which is going on. If we have always lived upon this earth in some form or another, then we have also personally attended these experiences in many ways before, and that in some form or other, Mother Nature is in the process of changing form.
Prophetically speaking, the world is in a state of crux. Gathering strength for tomorrow's reality, we go forth and the prophets of doom shall continue to benefit themselves by sharing the degradation of the peoples by way of their newscasts and the written word. Others shall speak of hope, and the annihilation of evil in many forms, suggesting that in some way, shape or form we can make a difference in the worlds of our choice. Mercy has been given to many through this time of unsure positionings. It is our prayer that tomorrow shall be the day we had so gallantly dreamed of, and that we shall inherit the wind of tomorrow's vision with enthusiasm and directive response to help those in need of help, gather those in need of gathering, and benefit from all of the wise counsel around us which speaks of hope and a positive reuniting of those upon the earth who have been greatly tested with those who are securing the future with grace and the fortitude of the ages all around us. May your day be a definitive one according to the wishes of your own heartsong.
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| Peace Dove |
Carol Elaine Deys
PREVIOUS CHAPTERS
- HOMESPUN - Chapter One
- HOMESPUN - Chapter Two
- HOMESPUN - Chapter Three
- HOMESPUN - Chapter Four
- HOMESPUN - Chapter Five
- HOMESPUN - Chapter Six
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Anonymous Said,
Very beautiful and full of wisdom. I feel the hope you've generated and I'm so pleased that you and Dick are a part of my life. Write on! John
Posted on Sat Mar 19, 10:16:00 AM EDT
Anonymous Said,
How wonderful to have stopped Along the Roadside to see up close the beauty we normally drive by. Also once more the effectivness of your words touch me deeply. Thank you so so much!!! Annie
Posted on Mon Mar 21, 10:46:00 AM EDT