Posts Tagged ‘homeless’

First, a huge amount of gratitude to those that have commented, emailed and given their love and support in the times I’ve had in the last week.

I have had Stephen read the comments and he teared up.  He’s 16 but can be touched by kind hearts and beautiful words.  Thank you.

He is starting his own blog, and I’ll link here when he’s got it a bit under control.

Second, if there is anyone else out there that is empathic at all – I ask you this – how heavy are you feeling now?

Those reading may not believe in what I do, and that’s a blessing because varied views are beautiful and learning experiences for us all!

Let me tell you where I’m at right this moment as a 40 year old lady, living in the U.S. on this planet Earth in this Solar System and a part of the Universe:

I’m fighting to keep my world full of light, and love and stillness.

Although I’ve dealt with emotional ups and downs this last week – I can tell you that isn’t all that is creating a difficult situation in my spirit.

In the U.S. we have so many crisis’s right now.  From the election, to the financial “Wholly Heck”, to the day to day issues of homelessness, abuse and suffering.

In the World we have suffering, war, and hate.

On Earth we have a general tone of “oh well, someone will fix it later”.

*We* does not mean each individual by the way, there are many doing what they can in each instance.  But not the whole.

Mahatma Ghandi has a quote I attempt to live my life by every day and I do fall short most days unfortunately:

Be the change you want to see in the world.

That doesn’t mean look to someone to change it.  It does truly mean for you to be the change you wish for.  It starts with each of us.

With that said, there isn’t many American’s right now that aren’t having great angst and fear around this election.  Both the Obama side and the McCain side of voters actually FEAR the other getting into office.  Why?  It’s because of our media and mis-information being thrown at you. These two are men.  Humans like us.  They will each do the best they can to assist this country.  Neither is as bad as each side paints them to be.

I can say I’ve personally seen things that make me question the integrity and sincerity of both sides.  Enough to make me wonder who to “write in” on the ballot.  Then I catch myself.

Folks, either candidate will be perfect.

If that statement jolts you from the inside and you want to SCREAM “it’s not so” – then I urge you to look inside and ask yourself what your true fear is.  Take a deep look at what you fear and work on that.  Yourself.

Whoever gets elected is going to have a tough year ahead of them.  It’s just where we are at right now.

I get that lately – many folks are going to need therapy in heavy doses after this election.

It will all be okay.

It will all just *be* and that is perfect.

Please get yourself to a place of calmness, stillness and light if you are currently in fear, stressed or generally off balance.  At the very least, if you are feeling this way – take a look at it.

It feels to me that the world is going faster and faster and folks are attempting to move away from it, not with it.

It will all be okay… really.  It will be perfect.

Love and Light to everyone that reads this.  You are loved.

Monica

While we were at the Art Festival yesterday I caught a few photos that I’d like to share specially.  Although I took so many that you’ll probobly be sick of them after awhile ( hee hee ) these are some I wanted to share.

This tree has a single red rose in full bloom under it, although I’m not going to show you that, I will show you the *marker* that is under the tree. 

Homelessness is prevelant everywhere it seems.  Some cities allow it, some – like where I live, the homeless are chased out so that it doesn’t become a *problem*. 

This lady was sitting in the lawn area at the festival just watching people. 

I went to her and had a cigarette with her and talked to her for some time.  She was a very sweet and very interesting lady!  For whatever reasons she ended up without a home.  She told me of her sons, her life, and her outlook on life.  She is a very special spirit to be sure.  I was glad to have met her.

The day was outstanding, the people and scenery were amazing, and my company – my dear husband – couldn’t have been more perfect.

Love and Light,

~Monica~

This weekend I did something I’ve never done before and it was huge for me. It has me constantly thinking and re-evaluating my beliefs and responses. I deserve to share here with the thought that if I do I won’t forget.

I served at a homeless shelter. Now I’ve heard of folks doing this type of service during the holidays. But there was no holiday just another saturday.

At first the person seemed to think I was simply there to donate food and go. But quickly he was ushering me to the kitchen to prepare sandwiches.

I only had a short period of time to serve but I walked to one of the volunteers and asked how many we were preparing for that night. Her response stopped me in my tracks – 500. I couldn’t breathe.

My eyes went to the door of the dining hall where folks were lining up and I realized there where children in the line. I held my breath as I looked around the dining hall and noticed the baby high chairs. I know she was talking to me but for that moment I stood in the spot I was in – in absolute shock.

I continued on with my quest of sandwich prep. But began wondering what my issue was. Surely I knew this. Didn’t I? Why was I so shocked.

I was shocked because I have not in my life truly looked around. Why wouldn’t I? These folks are around me and I made them invisible. Why?

When I left I got to put myself out there and hug some that where in line waiting to get fed. They smiled and gave me a hug and told me thank you. The hug from each was the best. I didn’t feel as if the thank you was mine except I at least made them smile and I don’t know when the last time was some of them had been given a hug by a stranger just because.

Suddenly I feel so small. Why can’t we feed these folks in a way they should be? How come its so simple to drive past someone that is obviously in need? Why didn’t I understand that the world truly has hunger? Why is this happening?

I suppopse if I felt it didn’t matter to me I could move on from this experience without doing something – but it matters to me that I’ve done so little in my life for those in need.

I won’t live my life as if it doesn’t matter anymore.

Love and light,

Monica

Jennifer, TruthDancer, at her Blog Goodness Gracious asked her readers to write the world as they would like to see it.  I took her challenge, but then thought I’d take it up a notch tonight.

When I was at the grocery store there was a young woman and a teenage girl in front of me.  I wasn’t paying attention to much other than getting my own groceries on the conveyor belt.  But I noticed the young woman appologizing and saying she’d be right back.  The grocery clerk nicely smiled and told her not to worry, her belongings would be right there and that she was sorry.

I asked the clerk as the young woman was leaving if she was short on cash.  The clerk hushed me as if not to embarass the young woman.  But I insisted as the young lady walked away.

The clerk said she would be right back that she was a regular.  She said the young woman had just had a child and was a bit short on her amount and would definately be back. 

I remember once as a single mother sitting in line with my three little ones and coming up WAY short on my grocery bill.  The man behind me, that I did not know paid for me.  He wouldn’t take a no.

Tonight, I continued to ask the cashier who was a beautiful caring lady who told me about how when she was 8 she and her friend bought food for a homeless person and how wonderful that felt to them.  She said she’d never forget it.

I finished paying my bill as she was getting the groceries into my cart and I told her I derserved to assist that young woman and that I absolutely would pay her bill.  She saw I wouldn’t take no, and she rang it up.  Her response was "I wish there were more people in this world like you".  I told her there most definately are.  I also told her there are more and more like this every day.

This is my view of a perfect world.  Where we check off "Other" on our applications instead of individual races and write in "Human".

United is the perfect world I see, and giving.

Love and Light,

Monica

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Hey, if a turttle had no shell would he be homeless or nekkid?

Just wondering….

Love and Light,

Mon