Happy New Year

 I see that I have picked up followers for my blog and I am very grateful to you all. Thank you for taking the time to read my subconscious messages. Since this is my last post for 2020 I am leaving you with a poem I wrote in 2001. Happy New Year everyone!

Greed

When you ask for more than you really need
You are asking to be taught a lesson in greed
You might be given exactly what you ask
To teach you aren't ready to handle the task.

If what you want is only about you
And not about helping others too
God could consider your request too vain
And insist you rephrase to include His name.

When power and wealth and material things
Become more important than human beings
Perhaps it is time to take a break and live
Taking time to reflect on things needed to give.

What do you see?

 About 20 years ago while enjoying dinner at a local restaurant, some people came in selling various items. I usually just ignored people like that, but something about them got my attention.It was not unusual for a group of native Americans to try to sell their wares to customers dinning, but these were not Indians. Perhaps that's why I paid attention. I ended up buying a work or art created by western artist, Bill O'Neill. I later discovered the piece was signed on a rock in the picture.

The picture was created using a quill pen and india ink. The used connects thousands of dots and is called pointillism. O'Neill's original art pieces are valued at $100,000 or more. This picture is based on the life of the famous mountain man, Jeremiah Johnson. I have no idea why I purchased this piece of art, but I am happy that I did. 

Just a thought

In listening to a podcast presented by a friend I picked up a thought that I found very useful. It was, when choosing a destination, what happens during the journey is not up to us. What a powerful statement!

Every life is packed full of choices, from who we marry, the jobs we choose, the friends we have. The list goes on and on! What happens during any choice we make is not up to us. Often times we feel the choices we have made have led us to negative situations. I don't think there are any right or wrong choices. Every choice we make will provide lessons to aid in our spiritual growth. It is up to us whether or not to use them in a positive manner. 

During 2020 I think we have all been given a huge chance to either use the lessons to grow or feel sorry for ourselves. The destination is up to us, what happens along the journey is not. As another friend of mine would have said, think about that!

Anything is possible

 Christmas is over yea! Now we are almost ready to see what the new year will bring. I would say it couldn't be any worse than 2020, but anything is possible.

January should bring a new president. It will be interesting to watch the current one leave the White House. It would be even more interesting if, considering all the stress he has caused himself, he had a heart attack and died before Jan. 21. That would cause the current Vice President to serve the shortest term in the history of the United States as President. Anything is possible. 

A couple of weeks ago I had no clue that I had a niece. It is amazing how many things that we have in common. It is going to be interesting to see where this relationship leads. Anything is possible.

I remember back on December 31, 1999, moving into a new century. People were scared and worried. What would it bring? I don't remember anything earth shaking happening. For me it was the year that I began removing all the negative energy from my life. I set out to face the world on my own, with very little help. Twenty years later I am very happy that I made that decision, proving anything can happen.

It is Christmas morning

 Not a creature is stirring, well except one cat and my dog. As I check Facebook to see if anyone is alive out there in cyber land. That seems to be the only family I have now. Even my youngest grandson can't be bothered to stay in touch. I would say I hate Christmas, but I guess that isn't cool. Sometimes I wonder why I bother decorating.  One of the messages I got this morning is that a long time friend has just tested positive to the virus. All in all this Christmas really sucks.

Connections

This has been a very unusual year to say the least! I think part of the lessons/experiences it has offered is an opportunity to connect with the past.

Last June, after he graduated from high school, my youngest grandson made a trip to New York State. Why you may ask? He chose to connect with his biological father and four half brothers, whom he had never met. He had not seen his father since he was a baby. My opinion is that his father abandoned him, leaving his mother the job of raising him. I was a bit anxious about his trip because the pandemic was roaring in New York and he has asthma. He came home safe and sound, gaining new family members. He always wanted siblings!

Over the weekend I received a message from someone claiming that she just found out that I am her aunt. I tried to figure out just how that could be. I knew I had a nephew, but a niece, no way! After emailing back and forth we finally figured out that my younger brother had a daughter that he knew nothing about. He is now deceased. Apparently a lie was told that was never corrected over 58 years. 

During the year I have also connected with a couple of cousins I didn't know I had, with the help of Ancestry.com. One was given up for adoption as a baby and was looking for his biological family. I was able to help him find the name of his biological father, who unfortunately was now deceased. 

These relationships were corrected during the year 2020. I don't think that was an accident! What happens from now on is up to those involved. As the last few days of 2020 approach I wonder what else is in store for the members of my earth family.

 

An interesting question

Yesterday while waiting to find out why the check engine light keeps coming on in my car, my mechanic asked me, "Are you ready for Christmas?" I said, "It's just my son and me so I guess so.The rest of my family, with the exception of my oldest grandson, no longer speak to me.

I was actually asking myself what is there to get ready for this year?

Will the pandemic be over, will the stores and restaurants be open, will I get a ton of Christmas cards in the mail, will my family remember that I am still alive? No, none of these things are likely to happen. 

To make up for a big NO, I have used the last few weeks to do little things for others. It has actually been fun. Not having a lot of money, it was a challenge to figure out what I could do to brighten the life of another. I think I did a pretty good job.

Last night as I looked out my front window I saw a beautiful sight in the sky. I hurried to get my camera before the image was no longer visible. Along with a fantastic sunset I saw a bright cross in the lower part of the scene. As the day has gone on I know I am supposed to share it with others. This is what I saw.

A new message

For the second time in a month I got a phone call from my oldest grandson in Georgia. The main purpose of this call was to inform me that my great granddaughter has tested positive for the virus. She is only three years old and recently dealt with strep throat. I knew eventually the virus would make itself known in some way to my immediate family, but to pick on a little child?! That's just not fair! Both of her parents work so that means no income for the next two weeks. What a wonderful gift right before Christmas!

Juliet's mom must have felt sorry for her because she gave her new pj's for herself and her doll.

If anyone out there has a spare prayer please send them her way.

It's time

The first weekend in December has always marked the time when I decorate the house for Christmas. This year will be no different. I haven't had a live tree for years, but that's okay. I always put up my snowmen, collected over many years. Who needs a tree anyway?! Christmas isn't about trees, it is about memories. This year I have loved doing small things for people who have not expected them. I really don't think it is necessary to spend a lot of money, which I don't have anyway. 

These are some of my snowmen. I try to add to the collection every year. It's a personal gift I give to myself.

The cool little snowman in the red hat was a birthday/Christmas gift from my youngest grandson.The last one is an unexpected gift from a friend. It arrived last year. Don't forget to count yourself when you are shopping for others. It is important to make yourself happy! I wish you all peace and good health.

 

Happy birthday to me

  This morning I woke up to find a birthday gift on the dinning room table from my son. My first thought was, "Oh right today is my birthday." I thought it was tomorrow! It's kind of hard to keep track of events during this pandemic. Every day sort of runs into the next with nothing much happening unless it is a day when I go to the grocery store. I suppose I should be grateful that I am still here to say happy 83rd birthday to me!