The Mote in Humanity’s Eye – growing bigger each day!

Orion Nebula

And yes … once again I have returned from another sojourn out among the starry starry sky otherwise known as the Universe. While approaching Earth this time there were those unfortunate melancholy feelings playing upon my emotions.

Sigh. I do tend to associate with the mood of our planet and how the powerful, greedy few have been monopolizing the rest of us. However, be that as it may, rest assured our Universe is doing exceedingly well and shall do whatever is necessary to bring the radical, greedy and self oriented, hate mongering humans back in line.

In the meantime …

How’s your own ‘attitude footprint’ doing?

We all hear about our individual ‘carbon footprint’ and I’m a strong believer that we should be cultivating responsible behavior through the use of precious natural resources. As well as the discontinuation of artificial products that pollute; greatly harming the natural life flow of our planet. The only home we have, I might add.

But just as precious as natural resources are – our human resources. Recently I’ve given a lot of thought to the ever increasing “negative attitude” footprints we’ve been leaving. Certainly social media platforms are currently overrun with the these footprints.

You see, those daily attitudes are being shaped by personal situations aided and abetted by our emotions/thought processes/reactions to current, local and international events conveniently provided for us by the “helpful assist” of social media interactions and news. Consequently we have this vicious circle where one responds and the other acts and so on and so forth, if you follow where this is going.

Fear of change or more specifically the unknown, also fear of things that are different from what we “know” too easily preclude a potential positive outcome which leads to misunderstanding and a true lack of communication.

In turn we go to a safety place which in many cases turns out to not be safe at all because we weren’t open enough to see the entirety of a situation, only our perception of same. Cruelty, rudeness, being mean in thought, word and deed appears to be trending today, considered (by far too many) to be not just okay but acceptable and normal in our everyday of things. Judging others has become prevalent in our society. Honestly, none of us is well equipped to judge others. We each have our weaknesses and shortcomings.

Yet as long as we’ve decided to ignore or be a part of what in our hearts we know to be wrong, our negative “footprint” will continue to grow.

We’re better than this. I know we are. And we can individually improve things by remembering not to judge others or situations arbitrarily, also by being thoughtful and considerate, most especially to those who share different beliefs and opinions than we do. Who knows some of their thoughts and ideas might not be such bad things after all.

May your today be a good one and your tomorrow even better.

I wish you well,

~*Penelope

*traveling interstellar guide shaping dreams of tomorrow (or purveyor of pure imagination if you so desire)!

 

To Write is to Breathe

If you’re a writer.

To sing/compose/play a tune is to fly

if you’re a musician.

To create, assemble, craft is to become whole

if you’re an artist.

There is purpose in all things including imagination, dreams and desires of which creativity is primarily composed.

Doubt it not, oh creative ones. The world needs you so very much, as it always has and always will.

Speaking for myself here, I have been absent these last few months from blogging due to periodic travel amongst the stars. Which as I’m sure you comprehend consumes much time (well actually Earth time, not so much Universal time). How do I accomplish this? That would be telling, wouldn’t it, which I am disinclined to share. But it is glorious, I must say.

I wish you equally well in your endeavors. Take care of you, and of those you care.

With much affection (as always),

~ Penelope (yes my actual name and I’ve decided I like it after all)

Change … Come Gently To Me or The Universality of Love

You are safe even though you feel an exhausting fear and from your fear comes a strong dislike of change.

Change is rarely understood consequently often hard to accept but, as with all change, is temporary and if accepted as such can be soothed by the cohesive balm of our universe … love. This calming spirit is always involved with healing; resolving a myriad of emotional issues (which in any given moment can be overwhelming).

You are safe, even as with many other restless souls you continue to torment yourself with the demons of worries and concerns, rights and wrongs, good and bad.

Do remember, not all things are as they seem and while reality yet beats upon our souls, our spirits are alive and well. Take heart, you are protected as never before and even as you believe in yourself and your own goodwill towards all, believe also in the love from others. Even those at a distance. Even those unknowing to you. They are as you and I.  And there are many, many of us loving with an inclusive universality of awareness and understanding. Many of us.

So come you gently into the Universal fold. In substance you are already there and thrice welcomed, always. And safe, not ever alone, after all.

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It is the beginning of a new calendar year. I wish you well with health, happiness, prosperity, peace … and most of all with love.

sincerely,

~ Penny

 

My Gift for Christmas – The Golden Orbs

In 2013 I wrote a “feel good” Christmas story. I’d like to share it again this year. It’s for children too. Please Enjoy.

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The Five Golden Orbs

The children found them hidden inside the bushes in the back yard just as the sun was setting. They noticed the glow of lights coming from within the small holly bush. Mystified, they had walked up slowly to the shining bush and peered in through the holly leaves.

Five shining orbs of gold lay nestled hidden in the crooks of the branches inside the bush.

“What are they?” The girl child asked.

“I don’t know!” The boy child answered.

They were curious and the glow coming from the shiny orbs was not scary. The emitting light was golden and soft.

one golden orbThe boy reached in and grabbed one of the orbs. It was warm to the touch. But not too warm, just pleasantly so. The girl seeing that the orb rested comfortably in the boy’s hand reached in and grabbed another orb. She held it close and stared at the swirling light shining from within.

“They are pretty, aren’t they?” She said.

“Yes, yes they are.” He replied. “Lets take the rest of them and go inside.” He didn’t wait for her answer just reached inside the bush and pulled out two more. “You get the last one, but come on let’s hurry before anyone sees them.”

She followed his directions, first grabbing the last golden orb in her free hand and then hurrying after him orbs on flooras he ran into the house, carefully cradling the glowing orbs in his arms.

They walked through the hallway into the tiny living room and laid the golden balls on the wooden floor. The orbs were shining even brighter than before.

To the small boy and girl, sitting on the floor of the poorly lit living room, this glorious glow was a thrilling one. Their father was working late again but they knew he’d be home soon and would expect his meal laid out for him. The Christmas tree they had convinced him to bring home the day before stood dark and lonely in one corner of the room, on the other side was the table where they had laid out his bowl, cup and spoon. His soup was in the cooking pot waiting to be served.

The children looked from the orbs to the tree and got the same idea at the same time. Excitedly they the golden Christmas treegrabbed up the glowing orbs and placed them in different places throughout the tree. Each ball settled into it’s spot as if it belonged there. When they were done, they stood back and looked at the Christmas tree. It was now lit up with a golden glow that cast away the shadows in the room and illuminated everything making them feel like they were rich and not so very poor.

They stood there viewing the beautiful lite up tree and then the girl had a sudden thought. With a worried look upon her face she turned to her brother and said “What about Hanna?”

“What about her?” He answered.

“Well, it’s just that her cottage is so very dark, if we took one of these shiny orbs to her, she could place it somewhere in her room and be able to see better at night!”

“That’s true,” He said. “And you know that Bertha and Henry’s cottages a little further away have the same orbs on the floorproblem with not having much light in their homes.” And as the children talked they thought of two more neighbors that they could share the shiny light of their orbs with.

Hurrying quickly they removed the five orbs out of their Christmas tree and carried them down the lane to each of their needy neighbors who with great pleasure and astonishment accepted the gift of a brightly lighted orb.

The children raced back to the house feeling good inside as they thought of the pleasure they had brought to their friends and neighbors.

They were silent and a little disappointed as they realized they wouldn’t have a beautifully lit tree to show their father when they walked inside their hut. Still they did feel good about the gifts they had given. As they walked into the living area of their hut they stopped suddenly staring at the sight in front of them. Where they had expected a darkened tree was a magnificently glowing Christmas tree shining from top to bottom with a most wonderful golden radiance.

“But how can this be?” The little girl asked with wonder. “We gave the orbs away!”

The little boy shook his head, gazing in amazement at the beautiful sight in front of him. They both heard the front door open as their dad trudged into the house. They looked once more at their shiny golden tree and then ran to greet their father and to share this wonderful gift with him.

The tree shone brightly, the light following in the footsteps of two little children who without realizing had given and received the most perfect gift of all.

Merry Christmas

“When you give with love in your heart ~ your gift will return to you” ~ Penny L Howe

The Colors of Our Creative World

First things first, I’d like to wish everyone very happy holidays and a Merry Christmas.

So here’s my why about this thought of the day:

I believe the colors of our imagination are far greater (and mysterious) than simple primary templates such as nature itself illustrates. It’s the greater profusion of multiples of blendings and shadings that actually create the multilayered complexity of life (as we assume it to be).

To share ourselves more fully, when we can, it is then needed to dive deeply into this beautiful and imaginative array of colors. This be where the hidden underbelly of creativity within reality can, perhaps, more fully reveal mysteries we’re surrounded by and a part of but have yet to discover.

Whimsical? Maybe or maybe not. In any event I suggest we color ourselves as beings filled with curious curiosities. Such then may our creative thought and expressiveness be more fully formed, revealed and realized.

I wish you most well, dear creative souls. This means you, of course.

With much affection,

~ Penny

words in ink

I don’t reblog often, but when I do … well … this poem is simply beautiful and had to share it here with you. ♡♡♡

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work of art by anelephantcant

Click here to hear the poet read his words:

words in ink

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
I want to create a work of art as beautiful as your smile
And I want always to go back to the start

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
That see the world in your sweet forgiving way
That look at me with that gentle affectionate glow
And shine more brightly at the daft rhymes I say

I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
The heart that beats with a passion so pure
I want to add lyrics to sing to you in your dreams
To produce a lullaby that only my love can cure

I want to create a…

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A Hug for the Soul …

… is needed today, more than ever. So many worries. So many fears. Be brave, be strong, continue to care, give and love.

The feeling of goodness, of caring and sharing is growing stronger within many of us. We are the majority on this our beautiful planet Earth. We are making positive changes, albeit slower than we would wish.

Take care of you and yours in difficult days ahead. I continue to believe in you. Every single one. You, each of you, are so special and needed today for your talent, wisdom and especially your caring ways.

“Great hope in one’s heart is a hug for the soul” ~Plh

Never give in, never give up. Believe. You can do this.

 

With much affection, I wish you well,

~Penny