DEDICATION
To the individuals—our front-liners—befriending our planet who share their gifts, talents, and ingenious thinking so that our world moves towards a synchrony, rejuvenation, and unity
To the impassioned women, men, adolescents, and children who offer generosity, loving-kindness, and inspiration to significant others, acquaintances, and strangers without any expectations of reciprocation or the accolades
To the unsung heroines and heroes whose humanitarian efforts and stories do not appear frequently in the limelight of our global world and breaking news
To endearing Madre and JJ who believed and shared what our world often desires—love, sweet love
INTRODUCTION
I was almost finished my book when our world turned upside-down. Breaking news about our pandemic, ramped-up and daily traumas fleeting past the brink of surreal, and the “unknowns” appeared everywhere. Technology, television, compelling stories, and the defining moments made “staying at home” the reality of our new and ever-evolving world.
There was no absolute truth about our tomorrow, but there was another hallmark. We were urged to be creative, explore uncharted paths, work remotely, and pursue other options. The “stay at home” and “close to home” messages prompted each of us to take actions and make alternative choices.
I made a fervent choice to continue this book, not knowing very much about tomorrow, let alone our future. If anything was to be a choice, it was my personal decision to stick with my writing amidst the escalating world scenarios.
I paused purposefully, took quality time to reflect and meditate, and watched the YouTubes that stressed how to strengthen our immunity and emotional well being. I took less for granted—each day and week.
I opted to stretch for my personal quest of the daily, positive mindfulness rather than the angst and hopelessness. Endearing family and friends shifted to texts, emails, phone calls, and social distancing. My almost-complete book of epiphanies, re-awakenings, and our harmony was morphing. Would I reach the completion?
I do not know any more than the next earthling. No crystal ball. No magic fairy dust left on the grocery shelves. I am impassioned to keep moving toward our mindfulness and soulful life experiences.
Together. All of us need to remain connected and stay tuned…
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Our Legacy Of Mother Nature
Our Imagination and Flights of Fancy
Free Spirits And Our Synchrony
Our Dreamscapes And Pipe Dreams
Our Intentions And Manifestations
To Be Or Not To Be? Our Playtime
Our Dares And Grabbers
Celebrations And Our Jubilee
Our Pauses For Renewal
Cloud Images And Our Personifications
Our Perfect Imperfections
Animal Pals And Our Bonding
Tango On And Our Altitude
Living Our Soul-Filled Journey
Epilogue
OUR LEGACY OF MOTHER NATURE
Each of us makes a choice—daily, weekly, or monthly. To seize the giveaway moments and the gratuity that abound in Mother Nature is our choice. Perhaps, today is the day for a different decision?
Unforgettable moments in time trigger the new decisions. I am finalizing this book. Our world pandemic catapults beyond any carbon copy or semblance of our daily routines. Real and surreal are compelling emotions for all of us. Staying at home, working remotely, experiencing the breaking news, taking precautions, and striving to make the next-best choices are looming realities.
In my suburban condo and neighboring towns, people are still walking and running. With or without masks. Latex gloves or no gloves. Social distancing is respected. The required masks are now posted on more entry doors.
Different states issue individual mandates. Neon color tapes are in use for stand-here positions, one-way aisles, and entry versus exits at grocery stores, pharmacies, post offices, and banks.
I am not alone. People want to get outside for a respite, take a deeper breath of fresh air, and soak up the Vitamin D sunshine. They want to catch glimpses of the budding-spring signatures of Mother Nature and snatch these moments for an appreciative reprieve or an inner solace.
For many of us, the phenomenal beauty and bounty of Mother Earth Gaia are an understatement. Quite simply, she bestows splendidly. She bequeaths—without expectation of any return or validation.
Mother Earth Gaia is quite capable of the ultimate ante up. Indeed, Mother Earth awes, bombshells, and presents us with the eye-openers and the lifetime lessons on any day, month, or year. Perhaps, given our present weeks of angst versus our reprieves and connections, there is something else? We take less for granted.
Whatever the nature scenarios display, it is our chance to be hooked…
~~Remember leaving the toe-art messages or seashell insignia along an alluring ocean or lake shoreline? Entrust that a mother-nature intelligence is still receiving an earful of those good tidings and karma.
~~A dragon fly greets me on my patio. Candy-apple red or a gray-lavender, it comes to rest upon my hand, forearm, or foot. The tuned-in dragon fly cocks its tiny head, as I send today’s heartfelt and ethereal messages to my loved ones.
~~Awaken and relive the magical and quintessential beauty of an enticing river. Canoe or kayak downstream. Be gifted with a will power, dauntlessness, intrinsic desire, and a natural high. Paddle upstream. Now, close your eyes. Take pleasure in today’s endless memories and those vibrant images of nature’s gifts.
~~Behold the hawks that soar in tandem. Feast your eyes upon their flight immersion beneath the wings of cloud-angels. Today? Next week? Discern when this marvel happens with an unexpected enhancement of sky art.
~~The beach sandcastles bequeath sugar-sand gemstones to June’s full moon on our Loggerhead turtle walk. A small group of us watched Mama lay upon a nesting scarp, dropping her precious eggs. In a month or two, her hatchlings would search for sunbeams cast upon the ocean, dodging every imaginable predator. My best friend, an Ohio Buckeye buddy, and I still chose to be grateful, look back, recount, and imagine once again…