Man in "Da Moon"

   
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  Man in "Da Moon I have spent many nights with you

  Patiently I wait till sun turns to dusk

  Out on my balcony looking for you

   I have so much to say I can hardly wait

   Knowing you'll be here, here in  my view


  Man in "Da "Moon you know me so well

  I speak from my heart I tell you my dreams

  I whisper so no one will hear what I want you to know

 What is meant for you and you alone
 

Man in "Da" Moon I have spent many nights with you

Patiently I wait till sun turns to dusk

Out on my balcony looking for you

I have so much to say I can hardly wait

Knowing you'll be here, here in my view


Man in "Da" Moon I am waiting on you

You'er a dear friend you keep my secrets close to your heart

I whisper them in your ear so no one will hear

What is meant for you, you alone


Man in "Da" Moon

I miss you when the skies are gray and you'er hidden from view

Out on my balcony cold and alone you'er not in the sky

You'er no where in sight on  cold winters nights

I'll wait for you when you return

I'll keep all my secrets, hopes and dreams

I'll whisper them to know one, know one but you


Man in "Da"Moon I have spent many nights with you

I patiently wait till sun turns to dusk

Out on my balcony looking for you

I have so much to say I can hardly wait

Knowing you'll be here, here in my view


Until that time Man in "Da" Moon I'll meet you in my dreams

Under a blanket dreaming of you.........



                                 

              
                                                   
                                                 


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To New Beginnings

Old Sacramento railroad station. Photo from my personal collection

And so it begins a new chapter in the book of life.

I am writing a new page one filled with excitement and adventure.

There will be many hills to climb and roads leading to where?

Your guess is as good as mine dear readers!

I will climb aboard the train that life has so kindly provided me and see where it takes me.

 Awe an adventure awaits.

Am  I ready?

Probably not, but I have never been one to shy away from excitement.










Author: Victoria E. Miera (CaliTRose )
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To Dream The Impossible

To dream the impossible dream is to go outside of your comfort zone!

To achieve your greatness you must first overcome your fear of failure.

Words of wisdom handed out like candy, by so many great men and women who dared to dream.


Walt Disney said it best "It's kind of fun to do the impossible"


It's easier to come up with a thousand reasons why we can't follow a dream and harder to come up with one good reason why!

Fear of failure is one of the biggest obstacles we place in our own way.

We don't stop to ask the question of what if I succeed?  Well what if you do succeed?

Would that be a bad thing? I'm guessing it wouldn't be,we focus more on the failing than the success.

Having a dream is a wish the heart makes, in order to make it happen you must first take that step.

Another wonderful quote by Mr. Disney himself.

Who knew that a man who made his living off of a mouse and being a kid at heart would be so insightful on the way's of the world and have sound advice for those who are brave enough to dream..

Yet here I am typing away dreaming and trying my hand at getting out of my own way by following my dream.

Yes Mr. Mouse you have inspired me to reach for the moon and take a magic carpet ride down the milky way on a bed of stars,

And  perhaps a bit of pixie dust is just the magic I will need to make my dreams a reality.

There is no guarantee that I will overcome the reasons why I should play it safe  after all its been my go to for so long. Awe a bad habit one that I will need to break yes with my mousy quotes and a dream in my heart I shall do my best to get out of my own way.

Fear is not a pretty thing, it takes away from the possibilities by making it a impossibility.

One that is not in the scriptures.

In  many of t he quotes that "God" has placed in our hearts is to  trust. Many times over "He has asked us to trust Him' to lean on "His understanding and not that of our own.

And yet we constantly second guess "His wisdom! As if we know better!  If that were the case we wouldn't be in such a pickle nor standing at cross roads wondering which way to go?

Just an observation on human nature.

I never really paid much mind to Mr. Mouse himself, the biggest kid on the planet, that is until recently. Mr Disney was definitely an insightful man.

He has given me food for thought along with a generous helping of wonderful quotes to fall back on.


As I stand at the doorway of my cross roads, I'll take the advice of my "Lord and lean on his understanding and not that of my own!

Trusting is not as easy as it sounds it has never been my strong suit.

And truth be told I have all but mastered the art of second guessing myself.

I am a work in progress I come with many broken pieces, and each one of them has a story to tell.

My scares you cannot see, they are beautiful and are held together with golden thread.

I am not a perfect soul nor do I pretend to be, I have many faults and many good qualities. Who  I am is a reflection of who I once was.

I am a work in progress a work that my "Lord has been mending and stitching together for some time. In his capable hands and on "His work bench I will be until "He is done working on me until that day comes when my "Lord" say's child your are complete!!

As  Mr. Mouse himself has said "What ever you do, Do it well "All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them"





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In His time

"God answers prayers in his time,in his way.

Back in 2001 while living in Sacramento California, I received a special gift one that money can't buy. 

During this time I had moved several times, including a move back to Colorado.

 In my travels I carelessly missed placed this special gift. I searched every where I could think of with no luck in finding my gift.

I asked around in hopes that some one would be able to guide me in obtaining a replacement. I knew deep in my heart it was a gamble.

After some time I gave up hope and put it out of my mind. I realized that through my carelessness my gift was lost to me here upon this earth.

Or so I thought!

Our heavenly Father has a way of answering prayers when you least expect. His timing is not mans'

Recently I was invited to join a social group. My first reaction was, not another group invite!

I reluctantly joined, thinking I wouldn't participate much. Boy was I wrong! I read their post's and shared some of their photos ect...

As I was scrolling through their page a question caught my eye.

 The person had fallen into the same dilemma as I had.

They too had lost a precious gift and was asking this group if they knew where they could find help in obtaining a copy of their gift.

As I sat at the edge of my seat reading all the answers  hope had filled my heart. Maybe just maybe I too can find the answer I was looking for.

Some of the lovely souls were helpful some gave little hope for the person asking. 

I didn't let this stop me from following the groups advice to the person asking for answers. I went to the web site some had suggested and followed the instructions to the letter.

Then the wait was on. This was going to be hard! I didn't know if and when I would hear back and was I really ready to hear the answer? 

What if I was waiting in vain? What if they couldn't help me? Oh all the questions that ran through my mind.

It wasn't long before I received an email asking me to return to the site and log back in. With my heart beating in my throat and with shaky hands I logged in.

There in bold letter were the  words I was hoping for, request filled!

I sat there staring at my computer screen, in disbelief. My long awaited prayer had been answered! The lost had been found, hope filled my heart as I sat there in my chair giving thanks to my "Lord for returning my treasure. 

This time I won't be so careless with this priceless gift.

It may have taken my "Lord sixteen (16) years to answer my prayer, but it was in his time and not in mans'!

Never give up hope in having your prayers answered. "God does hear you even when you think he isn't listening.

  


Psalms 34: 17 The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth, and delivereth  them out of all their troubles".






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In His Foot Steps

Last week while attending church. A key  speaker brought up a good question.

Many are familiar  with the phrase what would Jesus do?

The speaker took it a bit further.

He asked the congregation to imagine "Jesus  standing next to you, and you could see him?

And then he asked the question. If you could see "Jesus

Would you act differently?

 Would you speak in a softer tone?

Would you take more time in thinking before speaking?

Well if you know this gal, then you would know the wheels were turning  right about then.

This had me wondering if I would change my behavior and if so in which way?

I decided to take this question with me through out the week. I had no idea what I was about to get myself into!

My week started out un-eventful. for the most  part. Then I hit a few pot holes,ok this was not going to be easy. It seemed like every road raged, crazy driver was out to get me!

I found myself becoming frustrated, then before I acted like those sweet wild eyed darlings, I turned to the empty seat beside me, and I imagined "Jesus sitting there.

Oh this was not going to be easy. I was going to be tested yet again. This time with a a caller, oh the fellow on the other line chewed me out for not picking up when he called he first time!

My first reaction was to spew some wise crack at this darling soul! Then I imagined "Jesus standing nest to me

.I would have liked to ask "Jesus to please step out of the room so that I may tell this fellow what I truly thought, but instead I tried to be patient as I listened to the caller.

I put myself through this challenge. I must be a glutton for punishment.

There has been many times through out this challenge, that I was gently reminded of "What would "Jesus do?

The point is. If we could really see "Jesus we would indeed change how we treat one another.

Proverbs:29:22 An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression.

If we react tot he negativity sent our way, we are no better than the person acting out in frustration. Its a no win situation.

I know from experience that I don't  feel good about myself, after dipping into the negativity pool and I can safely assume the other person doesn't either.

Proverbs 29:23 A mans pride will bring him low; but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit.

I will walk away from this weeks challenge, with a better understanding of how I react to negativity. I'm no saint, I have a lot of work ahead of me. I will use this new found tool to help me walk in the foot steps of "Jesus."



I am a work in progress "God and I are working on me, when we are done I will be a masterpiece a work of art. Until then on the "Masters work bench is where I shall remain.............................................








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Lesson to be Learned

"The earth,O Lord,is full of thy mercy; teach me thy status" 

 I have had to learn many a lesson  this past week, and psalm  119:64 has spoken volumes to me. I had to learn the meaning of mercy,grace,compassion,humility, and  how to be humble.

And what it truly meant to be "Christ like, by showing kindness while being in the service of man.

For the past twenty years it has been drummed into my brain to allow my clients to do as much for themselves as they  possibly can. 

But this past week I was given a task that in my mind was taking this away from one of my clients, and I found this to be one of the hardest tings for me to do,to just sit back and allow my client to depend on me more than I thought they should.

This was going to be the beginning of my lesson, a test that I wasn't sure I was going to pass. But none the less it was and is my test. I see that now, with the help of a kind soul who showed me this opportunity that I was given.

As I prayed over this situation little did I know, my answer was going to come quickly. This kind soul, was being used  to help guide me through this process.  I have often said "God places people our  lives at just the right time to help us along our journey.

We just have to be willing to one recognize them and secondly if we are the one's being used, we must be willing to step up and speak up. I'm not sure I could be as faithful  nor as brave as this kind soul.

I won't bore you with all the details, that's not what this blog is about. Its about understanding the meaning behind compassion, and mercy. In the bible we see how merciful, and compassionate the "Lord has been to man starting with the fall of man.

Mercy is an expression of love, and isn't that one of "God's greatest gift to man not to mention His commandment for us  to love one another as He has loved us!

Compassion is another expression of love. "It is of the "Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassion fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23

Teach me thy status: Teach me to be "Christlike. To have humility to help the poor in spirit, to meet the needs of those less fortunate than myself. To show compassion again a sign of love.

To be teachable, to be humble and not arrogate, or assuming. In this case, I was assuming I knew what is best for your child, the very child that you have placed in my care. By doing this I was showing  arrogance.

This was not an act of kindness, again another expression of love. Showing kindness to someone less fortunate than myself is an act of love. Showing tenderness and having compassion for my client is a lesson well worth learning.

I assumed my client didn't need my help, I assumed to much. What I didn't see was perhaps the scares that lay deep with in them. The very scares that only they and "God know about. I assumed my client didn't need my help and perhaps they don't, perhaps it's me that needed them more than they needed me!

I only know that from here on out I will look at my client through the eye's of love, through my spirit eye's and not from a medical stance! What lays beneath the surface is more than human eyes' can see.

To be in the service of man, is to be in the service of "God."  Verily I say unto you, in as much as ye have done it unto one of the least of these brethren, ye have done it unto me."  Matthew 25:40

"I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my adversities.: Psalms: 31:7








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On the other Foot

One of my callings in life has been to aide the sick.I have done this for the past twenty years. Day in and day out. I tend to those who can't do for themselves.

I assist with dressing; and helping folks brush their hair and teeth. I help them put on their sock's and shoes. It doesn't end their some of the folks I care for need extra help in getting in and out of bed.

It's a part of who I am. I am not good at letting others take care of me. That is just part of being the caregiver. Anyone in the health care industry can attest to this. We make bad patients but we are fabulous at our callings.

Recently I lost my dad; he didn't suffer. He actually went peacefully in his sleep. My brothers were with him; that in it's self has brought some comfort to this gal.

My dad had a kind loving and very giving heart.  He loved to kid around. He would tell you a story, not just any story, but rather a tale that had you wondering if he was making it up; chances were he was. Then he would bust out with a belly laugh. My siblings and I would laugh right along side of him after we exclaimed oh dad!

We knew we had been had. I shall miss his pranks, that's for sure. Since my dad's passing I received a few call's from the agency that took care of pop's. Honestly I find them to be unnerving and I had to ask myself why?

As a caregiver I deal with death on a daily basis, it's part of the job, but now the shoe was on the other foot as I find myself being the one someone reaches out to. Yes they are doing their job, I tell myself as I ignore their call's.

No I don't wish to sit in on your grief counseling groups, and no I don't wish to chit chat with strangers  about my loss!  And no I am not wanting to call you back to let you know how I'm doing!

Again I know these fine folks are just doing their job; just as I have done in the past and continue to do so to-date.

As I said before the shoe is now on my foot and I now know how my clients must feel when I ask is there anything I can do for them as they say goodbye to their loved one.

No we don't want to discuss our grief with family and friends let alone total strangers. What we want is time to heal. Time to process what has taken place; time to mourn our loss. We need time just plain old time.

Calling once a month only adds to the stress. Your well meaning calls only confirm our loss and frankly  some of us are not ready to face the reality.


You may wonder why I chose to write about my grief then to talk to a grief counselor. Simple answer, I'm not sitting across from anyone. There is no eye contact, no well meaning looks. No I'm sorry for your loss; simply no words being spoke other than those of my heart!

Grief comes in  many forms and so does healing; and for me writing has always been my outlet. I can express myself with out fear of being judged, not that I care these days as to who feels the need to judge me. That comes with age and that my dears is another story one I won't bore you with.

We all go through the pain of loosing a loved one; there is no getting around that. We all feel the sting that death leave's  behind. What we don't realize is that every one deals with loss differently. I can't say to you I know how you feel and you to me.

The truth is my loss is not like yours nor yours like mine.  We all have our own personal feelings and how we deal with it is uniquely our own. What I can do is have empathy for what you're going through. Other than that were on our own.

Funny how that works. My dad will always be my hero, I will treasure the memories that we made. I may share a tale or two with those I chose to let into my memory box. But for now I'll hang on to them just a bit longer.

As for the grief counselors well my therapy couch is my laptop and I will continue to let time heal my broken heart and time will bind my wounds. My dad will always be in my heart and he is never far from my thoughts.

I love and miss you daddy..........





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