{"id":1582,"date":"2017-09-22T15:47:07","date_gmt":"2017-09-22T19:47:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/?p=1582"},"modified":"2017-09-27T23:22:23","modified_gmt":"2017-09-28T03:22:23","slug":"autumnal-thats-a-funny-word","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/?p=1582","title":{"rendered":"Autumnal that&#8217;s a funny word&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>(I would like to dedicate this post to my friend Diana Beach, \u00a0who I know as I write this, is right here with me &#8230;)<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Autumnal Equinox:\u00a0 The point at which the Sun&#8217;s path crosses the celestial equator moving from north to south is called the\u00a0<\/em><em>autumnal equinox<\/em><em>. The days on which an\u00a0<\/em><em>equinox<\/em><em>\u00a0falls have about equal periods of sunlight and darkness<\/em><em>.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>So there it is, this is what I am thinking about today,<br \/>\ndarkness and light<\/p>\n<p>This morning as I look out the window<br \/>\nI marvel at how the sunlight shines through a gorgeous bit of Virginia creeper<br \/>\nturned a pale scarlet colour by the changing season<br \/>\nthe light seems to shine right through<br \/>\ngorgeous delicate beauty<br \/>\nI am no photographer, but I think how wonderful it would be<br \/>\nto capture this beautiful<br \/>\nlight<\/p>\n<p>I am feeling sort of wistful I guess, on the fault lines of darkness and light<br \/>\nof course still a little saddened by the loss of my beloved turtle<br \/>\nas I buried him in the back garden, I said to him<br \/>\nI\u2019m sorry James, I am\u2026 \u00a0 \u00a0so, so\u2026 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0sorry<br \/>\n(probably to ease my own heart)<br \/>\nas well as not nearly enough time with my husband, who is again,<br \/>\nworking extra hours and opposite mine<br \/>\nnever seems to wear well on me<br \/>\nalso, all week I have been watching Ken Burns and Lynn Novick\u2019s documentary series<br \/>\nThe Vietnam War<br \/>\nnot entirely my usual fare, although I do love documentary<br \/>\nnormally I wouldn\u2019t choose to watch war and all the atrocities involved<br \/>\nby choice, at any time<br \/>\nas I know well just how this will sit in my<br \/>\nheart and start to<br \/>\nchew<br \/>\nbut it is exactly that, the human aspect presented so brilliantly by the great Ken Burns<br \/>\nthat draws me in,<br \/>\nthere are many things I don\u2019t understand about humans<br \/>\nand our reasoning or justifications for violence against<br \/>\neach other<br \/>\nand it repeatedly breaks my heart for everyone involved here<br \/>\nfor all of<br \/>\nus<br \/>\nI always say to my husband if history was taught by Ken Burns\u2019 documentaries alone,<br \/>\nI would have learned so much more<\/p>\n<p>This morning I think about the mercy of a living gratitude<br \/>\nand how I wish to stay always in<br \/>\nthe light of this<br \/>\nso that I can offer my own little bit of<br \/>\nlight<br \/>\nto heal the world in some way &#8230;<br \/>\nkindness<br \/>\na virtual hug just where you need it<br \/>\nor at least my attempt<br \/>\nto brighten<br \/>\nmy little corner<br \/>\nof it<\/p>\n<p>I listen to a beautiful meditation by the imminent Br. David Steindl-Rast<br \/>\nwhom I truly do love,\u00a0 his beautiful, kind, peaceful spirit<br \/>\nthe meditation is on the practice of grateful living<br \/>\nthe sound of his voice, and the ethereal weight of his words<br \/>\nsoothe me,<br \/>\nand bring me to my place of peace<\/p>\n<p>I can feel<br \/>\nthis<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u201cSo you think this is just another day in your life? It\u2019s not just another day. It is the one day that is given to you\u2026today. It&#8217;s a gift. \u00a0It&#8217;s the only gift that you have right now, and the only appropriate response&#8230; is gratefulness. \u201d ~ Br. David Steindl-Rast<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>maybe the learning<br \/>\nis this<br \/>\nPermanent Impermanence<br \/>\nseasons change, and life changes and<br \/>\nit is not perhaps how we<br \/>\nso desperately hold on to the light<\/p>\n<p>but instead our own brilliance is<br \/>\nin just how<br \/>\nwe<br \/>\nlet<br \/>\ngo<\/p>\n<p>so I walk in the sunshine, and I fill up with light<br \/>\nsure I recognize the darkness<br \/>\nand I feel this too<br \/>\nbut I choose grateful living<br \/>\nin hopes that this<br \/>\nis what I will always have<br \/>\nto offer<\/p>\n<p>that this light is always what spills<br \/>\nout<br \/>\nof<br \/>\nme<br \/>\nin<br \/>\nbrilliance<\/p>\n<p>and gratitude<\/p>\n<p>Today is your gift,<br \/>\nbless someone\u2019s day \u2665<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em>Might I just add an addendum to this post &#8211; I am always &#8216;on the look out for signs of Love&#8217;. As yesterday I found a small stone in the shape of a heart at work, and I slipped it into my pocket. Just now, as I am coming back from the library, I spot a larger smooth stone in the shape of heart sat up on a large rock, when I pass by &#8211; I don&#8217;t pick it, (as I have just received an email from my husband to say that he has made reservations for 2!)\u00a0<\/em><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em>Instead, i put some Love into this stone, in hopes that it will find it&#8217;s way to you! \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"840\" height=\"473\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/zSt7k_q_qRU?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(I would like to dedicate this post to my friend Diana Beach, \u00a0who I know as I write this, is right here with me &#8230;) Autumnal Equinox:\u00a0 The point at which the Sun&#8217;s path crosses the celestial equator moving from&hellip; <br \/><a class=\"read-more-button\" href=\"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/?p=1582\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1583,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1582","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1582","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1582"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1582\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1611,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1582\/revisions\/1611"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1583"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1582"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1582"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tamara.tedzplace.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1582"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}