Inside an old church they are restoring at the Citadel, Amman, Jordan. March 2010
I have to say I attract in the most brilliant and gifted people. I'm so very lucky. Now as a result of this meeting, great things are going to happen! Isn't life a gift? I'm so jazzed about it, that I'm scribbling notes..ideas..and thoughts quicker than my hand can write.
I sat in a "reflection" park today, amidst the flowers, underneath a giant pine tree that was strung with fairy lights and words carved in stone set randomly about {empathy, responsibility, integrity...}...and I simply journalled to my heart's content. Don't you just love it when ideas flow through you like that, as though you were some divine vessel of the Universe itself? Wait, I am a divine vessel through which the Universe speaks. So are you! You already knew that, I hope.
I love my little journal, it is from a small press and was a gift from a friend. In there I have story ideas, lists of things I need....BlackBerry...Macbook Air....paper lanterns...purple candles...cardamom tealights...white roses...you get the idea. It is also full of reminders and poetry and quotes. Journals are chunks of life in a small contained space. Microcosm's if you will.
I'll leave you now with the most beautiful thought which I will get to after I set the scene; for 33 years I've had a close friend and just recently her classy and caring mother passed away quite suddenly. We did the most incredibly honourable thing- we wildly scattered her ashes in a private lake side ceremony that was replete with skipping stones, picking flowers and reading poetry while mourning doves cooed at us directly overhead in the old tree by the water. Children chased frogs, we cried and remembered, and suddenly I felt that there is no such thing as time. I was seven years old again, in the company of this funny and wonderful friend of mine. It is enchanting how symbolic it is to set someone free to the four winds, up the ashes fly and then they indeed scatter in the wind, very mystically. After a deep breath, "Mum go be free!" my friend cried, as she threw the ashes into the air. Then later, "She would have loved that," my friend tells me. I agreed.
Funny how a sad time can connect people together in such a poignant way. I felt so happy and honoured to have been included in their sacred and private occasion. To them I say...thank you. To you I say, that is all for today. xo
Time is fleeting and life is all about powerful connections, n'est pas? What a special way to honour your friend's mom! Beautiful. I've spent a lot of time in Sevilla scribbling notes (in air-conditioned spaces, when the temps becomes unbearable) and it really helps to clarify thoughts, dreams, courses of action. Can't wait to hear about your new ideas! Love you! xoxox
Posted by: Tara Bradford | July 19, 2010 at 05:49 AM
Blue, this post was important for me. i felt as if u r writing what i've been wanting to write for such a long time. especially about the journal bit. i might invite u over to read a post about it, if i find myself brave enough to post it :)
lots of love and warm wishes to you, and your dear friend. *hugs*
Posted by: adee | July 19, 2010 at 06:32 AM
Gillian what a lovely post. You've given me things to think about. I have some wonderful thoughts I found in the blogosphere that I just KNOW you will love too. pop over and have a read:) Happy Monday!
Posted by: shelagh | July 19, 2010 at 07:47 AM
This is how i would love to end...Happily scattered in the wind..But not yet !
Life sounds good in your joyful corner of the world..
Wishing you blissful hours of journaling, and a merry summer, dear Gillian...
Here's to white roses and...tequilas !
Besitos from Andalucia
Lala
Posted by: my castle in spain | July 19, 2010 at 08:12 AM
I remember your friend's classy and caring Mother well. I remember the last time we chatted together some years ago. I can think of no better way to celebrate her life than to do what you did.
Please give your friend my love, I am thinking of her,
and you..
hugs
xx
Posted by: ~Sheila @ tempus fugit~ | July 19, 2010 at 08:44 AM
a beautiful quote i came across today: life is the bridge between two eternities.
be not afraid.
Posted by: Diane | July 19, 2010 at 08:46 AM
You are a truly lovely, whimsical and beautiful soul girl! I love the vibe going on every time I come here :) Thanks for being you..and encouraging others to embrace their uniqueness as well..much love xo
Posted by: Tanya @ Life in 3D | July 19, 2010 at 11:07 AM
When we move into space away from the earth...
there is no morning,
no night,
no yesterday,
only one...it's now.
Posted by: gemma | July 19, 2010 at 07:22 PM
Very touching tribute to your friends classy mom. Time is irrelevant when you think of the whole wide picture. We will all be linked together in time.
Posted by: Marilyn | July 20, 2010 at 03:49 AM
what a lovely post..richly intertwined with love, life,death and time...avery fitting tribute.
Posted by: pam aries | July 20, 2010 at 09:09 AM
Scattered to the four winds...such a lovely idea, so poignant.
May all the goodness of the universe come your way!!
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | July 20, 2010 at 10:33 AM
Wise and true and beautiful and magnificent.
Posted by: Swirly | July 20, 2010 at 10:45 AM