on passing to a newer place

Life here on earth is full of changes, and we have talked about this a lot, but what about the bigger change, the one of passing from this earthly plain to the one of after life? 

Are you scared of passing?  I do not believe that I am scared, just worried about any sadness or unfinished issues I might leave behind.  I think passing is just a step on a new adventure. another chance to grow, to experience and to understand just what the heck we have been doing here all of these years.

A few years back one of my sisters, Linda, passed. Shortly before I was talking to her and she told me that she would come and let me know what happened after.

A few weeks after her funeral I had a dream.  In my dream I was shown a hill on which grew a large Oak tree, the tree canopied the plateau of the hill and all about was a soft light, a little orange, a little yellow, alittle bit of a rainbow of colors.  Under the tree were placed low benches, and on each bench sat people.  Standing before that benches was a teacher.  I looked at one of the people, and he was beautiful, copper in color, long dark hair, His arm was bare and through the muscles and skin of his arm swam the cosmos, planets revolving around stars, constellations, colors, clouds.  I looked at another person, and she turned her head towards me, she was Linda, but evolved, not Linda, a higher being.  Her eyes swirled with color, stars.  She opened her mouth to speak to me. from her mouth poured more universe, more planets, more stars.   And I was in awe, like when the Shepard’s looked upon the angel in the field after Jesus was born.  I knew that I should not see this, and I was in a revered fear.

Linda was telling me that her life had indeed progressed, just as she said she would.

A short time after that, I was going through a box at a thrift sale, In the box was a t shirt, and on the shirt was an oak tree with a canopy covering a hill, and the colors were orange and yellow and full of the rainbow.  The t shirt stated,

      I WISH YOU WERE HERE

Again Linda, who I know will be the first person who greets me that day that I too pass to my next adventure!

I am thinking today, wondering just what it is that I have called to me in this life.  really do any of you wonder, when looking back, just what this magical ride is all about?

So in my life, I have been many people; always the same core, a core that modifys of course, a core that reshapes to accomodate new knowledge, but the same core.  But outwardly I change, sometimes I grow, and others, I seem to take a step back, or even two steps.

Recently I have had a series of experiences that have pretty well rocked my world.  And Ihave to wonder well, why?

so really, what lessons am I learning daily, or even, do I need to always learn.  Huh, maybe that is it.  maybe I am learning to not always find the lesson.

having hope and faith

My life, like everyone, is chock full of change.  every day, every second I wait for that next unexpected, often breathtaking moment coming my way.

Now grant you, some of the moments are purely not fun, some a total challenge, and admittedly issues that are challenging.

But I am going to share with you a story of a dear man I know.  My friend is from Angola, and when he was around 12 was conscripted into the army there, and he stayed  until  18,when having enough, stood up, shook himself off, and left.  He traveled a great deal after that, ending for the most part, as I understand his story, in Brazil.  There he made a life for himself, which most of us might consider to be a pretty harsh life.  He lived in the streets, under bridges, and made his living creating beautiful jewelry and leather work, then selling them in the bazaar.  In this life he was threatened, beaten, but also loved and receiving of love from others.

I met him through the grace of another friend, who meeting him in Brazil, fell in love and invited him back here to stay. A wild, romantic, and somewhat mysterious story they tell.

The other night, a group of us were sitting, chatting, enjoying, and someone asked him how he did it, how he survived it all.  He said that he did not believe in feeling sorry for himself, that if he had a problem, he just asked for help, asked for guidence  from God, He gave his fear over, and asked God to show him the right thing to do.  and that is how he spends his life.

Well that all makes me think, what about us average joe’s, us, the one’s who just get up every morning for our next day?  How do we manage adversity, those challenges that can bring us to our knees, or raise us to a height of awareness and acheievment we had not known was possible? 

We lose jobs, homes, we have so much that we can mourn, little losses and big.  Do we though, rather that mourn, place ourselves into those deep holes of need and depression that are so very easy for us to create, or do we also, give over our fears to God, to a power, consciousness higher that you and me?

So those are some of the reasons I look forward to every day and every new challange, I want to grow, to stand tall and to achieve.

Summer brings for me a whirlwind of activity, never a free weekend, always something I have to do.  And I love it!!!  I have no time to be lazy.

This summer I have a large number of Old West events to attend, and at most will be dancing the Can Can with our Diamond Dolls.

All of my lives

I am pretty old I think, not just in years but in lifetimes.  And many of those are lifetimes that have played out during the last many decades I have been here in the present.  Change happens daily, I can either embrace it, or kick and scream shouting for it to go away.  Well those options would be the best, either of them prove out emotion and wild abandon.  I would hope that i am never the middle ground and apathetic about my life changing.

think…what lives have you lived that have been all wrapped up in the particular one you are living now,  Lord oh sweet lord, I could not begin to answer that question myself in just a paragraph.

I have been a farm girl, a hippie, a waitress, a wife, a mother, grandmother, I have slept under bushes and on 1000 count sheets.  I have traveled, seen sights, sat by campfires and listened to lore. I have educated myself with life.

still I often fall down and have a difficult time understanding just what my place is just now.   Do you all second guess yourselves, then go back and look late and understand just why you did what you did, said what you said?

i learn from mistakes, and make mistakes with no learning, and all is part of my day, and I embrace the day.

Look around you everyone, change is here, change is lovely, change is difficult and scary, but it sure has to happen to us all.

Tilly Evan Jones

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