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Harvest Moon Rising

 

Harvest Moon Rising

Susan Heffron Hajec

A shimmering moon came down
from the sky
and touched her in the soft earth
of the Wildwood.

“Will you take a ride with me?”
asked the moon, gentle and kind.
Intrigued by this visit, she sat herself
in the welcoming center womb
of the moon and it rose
once again into the high reaches
of the swirling color creations
of her moon-lit sky with no ceiling.

“Where are we going?” she inquired
as stars, like lightening bugs, flicked
and sparkled all around her.
“To your harvest,” replied the November moon
as the horizon widened below them.

She looked down and saw millions of seeds,
reflections of her love, planted over the varied
seasons of her life span.
They had fallen deep into the soil, seeking
both the heat of the earth’s center
and the touch of the sun above.

Risen to the surface were bountiful fruits,
many of which were random and scattered —
unplanned spontaneous seedlings —
some were such simple seeds as to have been
forgotten by her.

Now they spread across the Wildwood
seeping out into the wider world, they
enriched all that they touched.
She, the author of kindness and creation,
relaxing in the kaleidoscope of color-filled purpose,
breathed into the movement of Harvest Moon
and now, opened even more
to the discovery found in journey.

 

 

 

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It is Monday morning, September 11, 2017 and Hurricane Irma, with devastating power, has torn across the Carribbean  islands, leaving wide wreckage in its path, then winding northward between Cuba and the Bahamas now has made landfall in seven different places on the Florida coast.

The sounds and force of the blowing plus one hundred miles per hour winds and the sights of the surge out to sea and back in again play across the television screens of all of those not knocked out of electrical power in the effected areas.

Hurricane Irma cuts a wide path of destruction across the entire peninsula as her Cat 5 rating lowers to a 2 and then as a 1. Then the tropical storm heads into the Southeastern states with plenty of wind and rain left to cause havoc to residents along the way.

The sounds and images of this traveling disaster that are imprinted upon me, one who resides outside the danger area, are the human sounds and sights of help and consideration. Everywhere in the physical areas awaiting the storm, officials took charge and put their Disaster Plan into effect and kept their number 1 priority the safety of its citizens. Even with warnings that went ignored by some at their own peril, their directives were largely heeded by the majority of Floridians.

Individuals and families prepared their physical properties as well as they could and followed the evacuation orders or shelter in place so as to save life and limb. Gas and oil companies, so often maligned, did everything they could to keep gas flowing for those travelers who had to leave precious belongings behind but take the only thing that really mattered out of harm’s way — their own lives.

People out of the danger areas offered up space in their own homes so the journey would not be so far for those with homes in flood zones. Out of State friends and family of Florida residents, if they could do no other, kept the highest good for their beloved ones in the top of their minds and hearts and offered what they could in support by prayer, monetary and durable goods to “flood” into the area that would have great needs over the next few weeks.

THESE ARE GOOD SIGHTS AND SOUNDS IN THE FACE OF HIGH IMMINENT DANGER.

This is humanity choosing to move forward each day, confident that somewhere within themselves they have the RESOURCES  and ABILITY to express life, love, wisdom and even the seed of divinity.

“This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Ps. 118:24  Well, maybe we don’t rejoice IN the day that brings hardship, sorrow and trouble, but we reside IN the day with a spirit that is summed up in the Serenity Prayer:

Grant me the Serenity
to accept the things I cannot change.
To change the things I can
and the Wisdom to know the difference.

There were many people in Florida embodying that short statement and still are.

And all God’s creatures.

 

And one mayor said,  “How can you help us?…Prayer is not the last thing, it is the FIRST!”

A friend told me this morning that she was recently in NYC and had seen and been deeply affected by the 9/11 Memorial. Today is sixteen years after the unspeakable horror of the attack on 9/11/2001.  She wrote this interesting observation:

“I’m guessing all of us remember were we were when we heard about these events of that day and how that morning turned quickly from the everyday, common tasks to grief and fear and so many other emotions. Why is it that we don’t realize the significance and beauty of ordinary things until those things are threatened or taken away?”

I ask myself that same question, realizing how the ordinary can blind us to its beauty and truth.

I learned in my childhood faith that a man who knew himself as Divine — Jesus — told us in many different ways, “I came so that you may have life, and have it more abundantly.”

I still believe that today, as a well-travelled spiritual seeker of truth, peace and love and elder  citizen.  Only I recognize that I don’t always know or acknowledge what and where my true abundance is.

I think the it is, for some reason, more visible in a time of danger and need. Can we carry this truth, peace and love on into our ordinary days ahead, once we have been restored to the normal in our lives and the disarray of our political system.

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That’s a tall order for the day, I think as I glance at my To Do list and see the words Make Elephant not crossed out on my list.

I like the TO DO pad I found at Office Depot one day. It has two columns: On the left, it says TODAY, and on the right it says, LATER.  I take full advantage of being a retiree, so my list is not two columns. It is just one running across both columns. Those not crossed out at the end of today…you guessed it are the ones that are left for LATER.  Works pretty well.

It seems the Elephant was left for later.

It is the last of 5 daily assignments of Carla Sonheim’s Art Week for Kids 2017. This kid, age 74, really had fun with the art we all made. Besides making the art, and learning a little about famous artists, the best part was a private Facebook page where our Art Gallery existed and so many posted their creative work, it was a blessing to enjoy.  Each of us doing same assignment, all of us doing unique, individual, no-two-alike creations and having fun while doing it. I am going to be a kid again next year and join the others.

First, we went BLOB hunting….finding cracks and shapes and shadows outside that we drew the outline of and then created Blobimals from them.

And then we studied the Durer Rabbit (Hare) and many of us discovered that we loved the oil pastels we made our creations with. Some of us were very surprised that we liked the oils so well. Most of us found that our rabbit shapes came easier to us when we outlined him like a blob and worked from there.  This is mine.

 

Many of us like blue.

Then we went on to the Russian-French painter — Marc Chagall and created paper art in imitation of his Merry-Go-Round with horses and his sense of fun and delight in life.

 

What came next was pretty wild and crazy and most of us could not stop at one. We made more and more and more and became great fans of artist Picasso. We made the Picasso Cat. Mine fell asleep and took a nap in the sun.

 

 

Others were quite active…dancing

Or were quite blue….

 

One more just for fun, because this was F U N…

 

So, last Friday, we came to the elephant.  And for me, life interfered with art (I hate when that happens!)  and I only began to make my elephant. Beginning means that I found a cardboard corragated box and ripped shapes off of it.  These shapes sat next to the dining room table on the floor while I did life and watched all the wonderful animals appear on the Facebook Art feed.

And here is blue again.

There was even a pink one. I have to find her in the herd.

Alina posted pictures on how she made her elephant. After getting her pieces in the shape she wanted for her elephant, she is painting gray onto the elephant. This is going to help me remember how to make mine.

Here she is deciding which shapes to use.

Now, we can see her magnificent elephant. Oh my, he is so awesome.

Each day, artist Carla Sonheim led us in our art with a brief 10 minute happy encouraging “let’s do this” video and a written list of instructions to follow that were simple.  Along with a jumpy little tune, I know I was just like all the other kids and if I had had a mommy by me, I’d be bugging her to “Let’s, go, mommy, let’s go.”

And they did. And I did.  And this weekend I will be piecing and painting and gluing my elephant together. I think he will be silver gray.

Peek into Carla’s world if you are interested in having fun in creating.

http://www.carlasonheim.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Well, guess what I did in January……and February.   Move! That’s what I did. I couldn’t seem to find half a brain to write a full sentence, so here is my first attempt, which is a joint project from my on-line art processing class and a little SoulCollage review.  Also in the midst of moving, and three weeks leading up to the grand date, I was flattened and exhausted from severe bronchitus, which stuck like super-glue. Yes, like the tinman, I was seriously lacking in brainpower.

movingSo we have landed for the moment (a six month moment), for the apartment complex neglected to notify us that they were not putting us into the one we had agreed to be on the waiting list for, but a handicap accessible one.  There is pro and con about where a brand new “what we expected unit” is worth a move, but I fear the pro is going to win out.

 

Napkinwriter now shares a deed completed before a group call tomorrow in some of the art processing and writing exploration I’ve been doing.

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A DIFFERENT LOCATION, THE SAME JOURNEY

Cover for Klews  (Clues) SoulCollage exploration. The prompt is still…..”the direction is UP……the word is UP……the direction is New? or just everything Old is New again in QuestPath Journey? My love and I travelled UP to the top of the Eiffel Tower in May 2000, on a very, very windy day.We looked across a wide expanse of peoples and buildings and landmarks, wondering what marks lay ahead for us in our life journey together. 17 years later, Many paths led out from the center, just as the streets below formed diagonal slices of the pie of life. We have tasted many flavors. Some tart, some oh so very sweet.

 

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SoulCollage Klews for UP. Six of the twelve I found in my deck. Left to Right: She has always known her work to be among the people and based in love. She has stretched, she has served faithfully, and along the way, she has found both people and methods to balance an ego, once upon a time, so very, very frightened and unworthy. She has had some surprises, maybe more than her share, but the fire of Spirit burned brightly within, ego took a spectator seat and when she landed in strange lands, her non-GPS guided Intuition piloted her safely on to the next adventure. She relied more and more on the balance within her Soul. She swings high on the winds of the mystery of money supply and management, so many times called to follow “where others feared to go”, and it all seems to be working out ok. The muted swan, her throat chakra, needed a full long life experience to hear itself.

 

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2nd half of life with SoulCollage Klews: Under the mighty power of the horse, she found the powers of the Universe were with her when she was aligned with her purpose, something she had read so very much about before she believed and experienced it and continued to notice it. She thinks it was there all the time. She just had to NOTICE. Always UPward in open heart and in her travels, always, always. Now, white hair adorned, a contemplative flame burns in her soul and her prayer, and she contemplates a busy, busy, filled, and purposeful life scheduled across her daytime planners, and realizes, it is almost March 2017 and she has not yet purchased a planner for this year. What does Intuition have to do with this? She BELIEVES, as the butterfly, her soulsymbol leads upwards on the golden road that she is to breathe deeper, rest sounder, move when motivated and encourage that look on her face to widen, which seems to say, the critics’ time is past….enjoy, celebrate and even, my dear, even boast your magnificence along the way to this point. Just see what’s in front of you; what’s over the hill will come in view when it’s time and you are totally supported in it. You continue to choose well.

 

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Practice, practice, practice…..this will come back.

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 Light a Candle for Peace  – Reblog from Napkinwriter – Good for any season of the year.

My granddaughter, Amy, completed her Montessori pre-school education his month. In September, she begins kindergarten in the Richland Public School System.

She is greatly enriched and informed from all her Montessori experiences, and one thing in particular is she loves, loves, loves singing the Montessori Peace song with her classmates in public performances.

She even instructs grandma in the proper wording of the song if grama “slips up” on a word or two.

Ahh, changing the world….even being the change we want to see in the world.  This seems like such a monumental thing to many of us.

But truly, it is not.  Take this song which is a formation of consciousness and living for the children who attend Montessori.  Take all the debate about what can be and what cannot be allowed in public school education.

Take this simple but powerful song. No doctrine or mention of God by any name within it. What would be a reason for keeping it out of any education at the primary level?

There is a place to begin….right in your own place and then spread out over all the world.

Is this too easy?

Montessori Peace Song

Light a candle for peace,
Light a candle for love,
Light a candle that shines,
All the way around the world.

Light a candle for me,
Light a candle for you,
That our wish for world peace,
Will one day come true

Sing Peace Around the World
Sing Peace Around the World
Sing Peace Around the World
Sing Peace Around the World

Visit this inspiring website for precious insight.

http://singpeacearoundtheworld.blogspot.com/

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Opening to my path

To the beloved of Orlando and Planet Earth:

Guest Blog from Jan Richardson, Circle of Grace

Thank you, Jan for these words. We absorb them today.

” He came as a witness to testify to the light.” John 1:7

 

Blessed Are You Who Bear The Light

Blessed are you

who bear the light

in unbearable times,

who testify

to its endurance

amid the immeasurable,

who bear witness

to its persistence

when everything seems

in shadow

in grief.

Blessed Are you

in whom

the light lives,

in whom

the brightness blazes–

your heart

a chapel,

an altar where

in the deepest night

can be seen

the fire that

shines forth in you

in unaccountable faith,

in stubborn hope,

in love that illuminates

every broken thing

it finds.

 

 

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Blessed to BE

Sue & Tom

Taking comfort in my family blessings and graces today. I am blessed to be wife and mother.

Blessed Are You Among Women

Sue & Girls Lexington

“Hail Mary, full of Grace
The Lord is with you.
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb
, Jesus”

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Happy Mother’s Day to my beautiful family of women
who express in the world the highest esteem, respect and
faith in motherhood.

You set the foundation of our country
and give our future hope, otherwise unrealized.

I will call you by name:

Grandmothers:  Katherine Heffron, with whom I shared little girl stories and private sharings of what grandma was like in the “prairie days.” Grandma Tanberg with whom I shared blood heritage, giggles and hugs. Grandma Thompson, only a short stint of summer farm days. (But a secret alcove upstairs in the farmhouse, where I spent many hours alone going through scraps of fabrics and antiques of great-grandma and grandma’s possessions nobody else cared about).

Three beautiful mothers:  Doris Tanberg Heffron, who gave me birth and told her best friend, motherhood was the purpose of her life, which ended here on earth a few days after my birth. She was also mother to my older brother Dave, whom she told my father in the Catholic orphanage that: “this was the baby for us; nobody else would love him like I can.” So Dave got a sister a short year and one-half after he became first sibling in our family; me.

Marion Heffron – the mother I knew and loved from age 2, who created a home for us, being dad, Dave, younger brother John and me.  Mom’s creativity was homemaking par excellence and a soft, caring heart for others. She was in love with her grandchildren and puffed with pride at our daughters’ accomplishments, enjoying many of them before she died of Alzheimers. She loved it when Great-grandson Andrew pushed her wheel chair fast for her trips around the nursing home. She laughed and laughed and probably remembered herself doing what others said she did: “She drove fast!

Frances Helminski Hajec – I fell in love with my ” newest mom” the first day I met her when Tom brought his “intended” home to his family.  Mom was a gift of Mary to all her future daughters-in-law, who wanted nothing more than each of her sons to be loved and cared for by a good woman. And she DID get her wish 100%.

Mary mother of God

Andrew and Great Buscia

Little Kelly

Daughters: Laura Sue Hajec Mitchell, wife of Carl Mitchell and mother of Amy; Kathleen Marie Hajec Warriner, wife of Gregory Warriner and mother of Devon and Andrew. Two daughters who grace the world with their gifts and talents of giving and focus on motherhood. They and their children make this world better by their being here.

Grama,Devon & Amy

Baptism Cloth

Andrew and Me

Bed time pals

Kathleen and Clarinet

Laura baby Amy

Amy and Dr. mom

Happy Mothers Day to sisters in-law Joan Heffron, wife of John and Linda Brown Heffron, wife of David who have been with us for many family celebrations and added to our lives with their creativity and generosity and presence.

Sisters in-law:  (Stan’s) Lucy Hajec, mother of Nick, Chris and Katie. We shared many summer vacations with them in Delaware with the young cousins romping about at the shore.

(Joe’s) Susan Hajec, mother and grandmother focused entirely on faith, family and health.  (and swimming!)

Mimi and grandson Robert

Susan - swimming

(Dave’s) Donna Hajec – Gentle, quiet presence with direction. A guardian angel of a mother to her children.

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(Mike’s) Shirley Hajec – Center stage for laughter, fueled by a passion for living in the moment with what life gives you. A heart of deep compassion,  and …… quietness is not her thing!

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(Dave’s) Mary Hajec Russell –  Mary, the “apple of her five brothers’ eye”, the baby of the family grew in grace, as the prayer says. Mother to three wonderful boys, grown to fine men. The thing I remember Mary saying the most was “my boys”. That defined her life and now she enjoys those boys and their families,  Jeff, Dan, and Tim.

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My nieces and nephews from these families offer evidence that family comes first. As they share snippets of their family joys on Facebook, their aged aunt can enjoy the life-affirming values of love and family along with them. Each one, in their own way, live daily lives of creative energies going out across the land. Just as important is that love is taking root deep within their private lives, thus contributing to a growing goodness within our society.

And that makes for a very happy and joyous Mother’s Day.

Becky’s  and Ean’s children.

Becky's children

Donna and Dave’s son Brian and grandson Logan.

Brian & Logan

Happy Mother’s Day Brittany, mother to Nora. (lucky Charlie’s beloved wife).

Brittany & Charlie

Go Green! Nathan and Kyle, sons of Jeni and Dan Gould. God bless you all.

Danny and Jeni's boys - Kyle & Nate

Mean Machine, son of Kelly Hajec Hanson.

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Cookie creator, and mom sports enthusiast, Katie Gould, wife of Jeff.

Jeff and Katie

and dad Jeff, Kalamazoo Marathon runner, cheered on by his children.

Jeff and kids

Gives new meaning to Go Daddy!

You Go Daddy

Happy Mother’s Day, Melissa, mother of Mark Hajec’s children, whose life center is “her boys”….ALL three of them!  Mark not shown here.

Melissa & Mark

Happy Mothers Day to Nan, wife of Mike Hajec, and their family.

Jill Hajec Radunzel, sharing with other mothers, and exemplifying a way of life for those waiting the return of their husband in military service to our country.

Jill

Jill sharing with other women

And Commander Joel, soon returns to heart and home!

Robert & Daddy

Grand niece, Jessica has added to the ever-present excitement in her family with the birth of her son. You can only slightly tell that young grandparents, Nick and Nancy Hajec, are slightly ga-ga over the little guy!

Nancy

and also celebrating their son Nick’s college graduation from Old Dominion and the start of a new teaching career. Another good teacher added from the ranks of Hajec heritage.

Nancy & NickMary HajecBorrowing from Mary’s wonderful photography  to
add these family pictures.

Jessica

OH HAPPY DAY.
Thanks for the thrill, honor, treat and blessing to be a mother.

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