Processing the Processes....

Looking up in wonder....©2012 jill e. vaile

"The nature of things is resistance to change, while the nature of process is resistance to stasis,
yet things and process are one,
and the line from inorganic to organic and back is uninterrupted and unbroken.”
― William Least Heat-Moon


I've been thinking about the processes that run concurrently in my life.

Grief, maturity, becoming more spiritual, taking better care of myself, and being a best friend to myself and others... an example...

Looking at them separately can be daunting, but as a conglomerated process it is much less so.

The word, "process" has many definitions, but these are the ones I believe apply to me:

* a continuous action, operation, or series of changes taking place in a definite manner
* the action of going forward or on
* the condition of being carried on
* course or lapse, as of time

Today I observe the process of change and growth and I respect that they take time to meld. 

And the process of healing combines all of my life.

Emotional and spiritual aspects of healing are unidentifiable to the eye.
So when there is damage it can take an incredible length of time, if not an infinite amount, to even gain awareness of its existence. 

Thus recognizing when I am whole, or not, in spirit and mind, is a very difficult process.

I'm grateful my vision is clearer and I can focus on healing the many parts of me. 
And heal even more.

Today, with the grace my Higher Power has given me, I can trust the processes and have faith that I am finding my way as I am meant to.

Today I am grateful for the process.
 

The Hummingbird Process
©2012 jill e. vaile

The Attitude of Gratitude

Yesterday I got to celebrate my eldest granddaughter's fourth birthday, with joy and delight. Sharing these special moments make me grateful for each breath I breathe. That my Creator sees fit to keep me on this planet to fill up my bottomless heart is the greatest gift ever.

Both girls, flanking their Dad....

I'm plugged in today, both physically and emotionally, heart and mind and feeling growth in every part of my life. It's foggy out. My heart is full. Like the sometimes fuzzy morning awakening, that fog will burn off soon.... Some days it is just the simple beauty of life unfolding within that I am grateful for. There's been an abundance of grieving and sorrow over the past two years, all with good reason. Loss of those who resided in my heart and life I now see as lessons: I appreciate, and am grateful for, each day as it comes. I've walked through the darkest days with love and support, and grace. And I am better able to be of service to others because of it. Today I believe that the gift of each day is the opportunity to somehow be of service. And what an incredible awareness this awakening is. I have a lifetime of memories I can revisit whenever I want or need to. But today I choose forward motion. Those lost are now a part of my soul. And there is room for so many more loves and memories to come. Today I am grateful for my angels. Some have feet, others are unseen. But oh how they hold me tenderly and with care. Tears of healing give way to those of joy. My heart is innocent.

Lord Byron: She Walks in Beauty....

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies,

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meets in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress

Or softly lightens o'er her face,

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek and o'er that brow

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent.


I am grateful.

~~~~Sleep Tight Etta James~~~~

You've left your magic here for eternity.....
Sorry folks, her song, At Last, has been removed due to © issues.....

~January Rainy Day in the Bay~

Today I feel alive.

The wind is blowing my chimes and hair.
Dark clouds, filled with much-needed rain,
swoop over the mountains and cross the valley.

They are broken only by shots of brightness, and the light inside them that shifts and shimmers with their approach.

The thirsty ground life will soon smile. I already am. I imagine the 100 -fold storm show that is playing
up in the mountains where I used to live.

It's almost a year since I came down "the hill" to live.

Almost a year since I said goodbye to my Ralphie.

In my mind's eye I see him, and Steven, driving in our shiny black corvette, Ralphie's head out the window, ears flapping in the wind, a smile on his face.

Steve is healthy and delighted.


Someday I will join them, but I have much work still to do here.


With the grace of G-d I get to have this day here, with the girls, my son, my life, and you.

I am grateful for time,for healing, my G-d, and for this day that allows me to see them so happy.

Life is different and just as wonderful. It's about perception. It's about Letting Go and Letting G-d.

I am grateful for a sense of love and peace that is inside and I believe, radiates outside me too.

I wish you a day filled with the same.