Friday, February 20, 2009
ANOTHER VERSION OF RAINBOW BRIDGE
If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridge-kids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes many times a year.
Puppies romp through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as fluffy kittens, cats, tigers and lions purrrr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air. The babbling brook that runs beneath The Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of these most joyous event (s) . Nestled in the midst of this happy choir of Bridge-kids are the smallest angel tots staring in awe at the majestic holy-day tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent, twinkling stars see-saw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic limbs of Heaven's most perfect tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their arms. Like magick, the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridge-kid stops and listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle. The roar of purrrrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent. Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while babies coo in tranquil unison. Amidst the warm glow of candlelight, which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Eternal Bridge Keeper caress the heavens, and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy ~sacred gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel diamond dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all. Unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus. As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished. It is at this very moment on all holy-days that the Bridge Keeper's children, angels and Bridge-kids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love. Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angels whisper softly into our ear their Holy-Day message....
"Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. We are all here for you. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is eternal, as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the path ....
to the heavens and The Rainbow Bridge.
I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and glorious reunion.
I love you, I love you, I love you." - Author unknown
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Ruby wrote: = Dearest K....,
When I started my Norma's Ark Blog a few years ago, it was in place of seeing an over-priced mind/body doctor for what is going on in America.... and other issues. No one edits me and I have relative freedom to say what I genuinely feel.... up to a point. Blogging is a fabulous way to journal out "STUFF!!!" You can bet I will comment on your lawyer-blog-to-be. Part of what went wrong here is that the American voting SHEEPLE, had their heads in the ground instead of forcing our corrupted government/banks/big businesses into transparancy and ethical, moral business practices. This also happened while the Nazis took over Germany!
And then there's Iraq, and now Afghanistan, which may be another American work of bloody futility and costly, continued, historical mistakes. The pendulum swings back and forth throughout eternity. For now, it is still swinging towards negatives. This has been going on since the earliest known human writings. Humans have patterns and they follow them diligently. I was born at the onset of WW 2. My family = Grandma Minnie, Aunts Lillie and Ruth, and Uncles Lester and Abie when they were on military leave.... had to move in with us.... into a small apartment my parents rented in East Flatbush, Brooklyn, NY. There were no apartments, and all American energy went to the war effort. Trust me it was as crowded as when we discuss ten illegals in a one room apartment.
OMG and Holy Cow Dr. Yanez! This really hits home. I am losing my ridiculously over-priced California home because I lost my California job. I have four children, a dying wife, and my heart is broken. Anon in L.A.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
History Lesson - Author unknown to me
Author Unknown To Me....
His name?...... We just call him 'TV.' (Note: This should be required reading for every household in America !)
He has a wife now....We call her 'Computer.