new day, oh..oh..I was waiting for so long For a miracle to come Everyone told me to be strong Hold on and don’t shed a tear Through the darkness and good timesI knew I’d make it through And the world thought I had it all But I was waiting for you Hush, now I see a light in the sky Oh, it’s almost blinding meI can’t believe I’ve been touched by an angel with love Let the rain come down and wash away my tears Let it fill my soul and drown my fears Let it shatter the walls for a new sun A new day has… come Oh…Where it was dark now there’s light Where there was pain now there’s joy Where there was weakness, I found my strength – Sung by Celine Dion
the rains are still here. We are washed by the torrent pouring down, so that all the earth here in this small rural town smells clean. Rainbows dance through the shadows of the leaves hitting pieces of silver, pieces of glass here, there so that each piece of the world seems to be a large prism, engulfing us in the beauty of color. Bright blues, vivid greens, yellows dance across our faces until we can see the humour in life again. Today is the new day. Tomorrow is supposedly meant to be Sunshine, bright, harsh where all the truths will come out, both the good, the bad, so we can start to see everything with open clarity. After days of the rain, we have pleaded for the sun, for Father sol, to shine his light, to open up the shadows. We have cried out to the gods, to the heavens, to the skies for relief, for comfort, only to find that along with the dream, come the obstacles that come with these dreams. Everything comes to light. We have to face the obstacles to fulfill the dream. When these issues arise, we are disturbed. Perhaps we, after all, were not meant to do this dream, but in the end, we can only see that , the obstacles that come, show us what we need to fix, to prepare for, as no one is perfect, nothing is ab solutely wonderful all the time. Be thankful for the rain, be thankful for the sun, be thankful for the new day.
Animal totems: In the midst of the rainbow is the peacock. Bro peacock is quite beautiful with the bright happy colors he presents to the world. As he starts to dance in the sun, he struts, he preens, he calls out to the dream. Yet his medicine reminds us to stay balanced, as he can get too proud. Pride goeth before a fall. Stand strong in the beauty with the sun, says the peacock, remaining humbly caring for others along the way.
I am here my usual hours today as we start our weekend. May the fairies dance with us all today. Love ya, Me, Cherokee, Cidro, Frankiecapone, Sugar fortune cookie T and the sweet spirit of bob and Bets.
Moonzies preferred friends: Here we head into the weekend. I am working most of the weekend as usual. I may be a little late Sunday evening as I am taking my grandson to the airport but will be back home and working. just a word of thoughts here this am: sometimes it seems that spirit doesnt’ know what they are talking about. I go into my meditation ritual, trance, before ANY calls, so that what comes out of my mouth, is from the spirit messages. It may seem off or not what YOU think, perhaps not even what I as a person would expect, but I can tell you, that many times the most off the wall stuff is the best message of all. may we all dance with the fairies today.lvoe ya