Photograph by Gillian da Silva; Winged Messenger art piece by Susanna Gordon, of Susanna's Sketchbook
Last night, under the tremendous pressure it is some days to just be human, my mum and I played hooky, we headed to a beach in Toronto to take photographs. The winged messenger you see above will be photographed by me and given to Susanna, for her Winged Messenger project. These have been sent out to various locations around the globe to be photographed, isn't it the most beautiful idea? Visit Susanna to know more about this amazing project.
Shortly after the picture taking, we headed for home and then made the decision to stop and catch this film. We were glad we did. There is some drastic contrast in this movie, with a persistent underlying core of LOVE. Well worth seeing, it is quite the ride. It made me think a lot afterwards...as most great films do. Although it wasn't the theme of the movie, the ever-present trains in India made me ponder.
I thought of my life as a train ride...the wheels clicking on the track in a forward dynamic rhythm, the unknown destination looming sometimes scarily in front of me, the scenery beautiful and ever changing, and my fellow passengers coming, going, changing cars. We are all on this train ride together. We occasionally get off at various station stops to do necessary tasks, or sight see, or experience our own contrasts.
If you have noticed lately, you don't seem to have a handle on things (I know I don't). Things are rather chaotic. The Universe is reminding us that we do not ultimately control it. We manifest, yes. We create, yes. But control, no. Never. So with that in mind, lets just sit back in our dining cars, while the scenery hums by, the tea glasses tink, and the book's pages turn. Our destination will come soon enough, and it is up to us to make the best of the train ride until then. Help your fellow passengers. Love them, even if sometimes you dislike them. Hold on, when the tracks feel uneven or bumpy. Don't forget your manners, lest you should bump into somone while changing cars. Common courtesies go a long way in this world. Kindnesses cost nothing and are worth everything.
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The winner for our poetry challenge a few Sunday's ago is Pam Aries, in Portland, Oregon. Pammy, you must email me your address, I've changed your prize. It is at the printers currently, and will be mailed out tomorrow when I pick it up from him. Prepare to be surprised! Thanks to all of you who played our super fun poetry challenge! Everyone came up with something wonderful.
(I'm doing another one next post, if you would like to play again!)
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