Keep Your fingers Crossed

Wow I am taking Juan away for a holiday, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, wheres a smiley face.  Now if it rains it will be my fault, we know that, it is understood, but it makes me a bit dubious.  Anyway I have packed my boots, mac and am taking my umbrella. 

I always remember silly little things about my life, like when my hubby and I got married, they pulled the church down afterwards, duh!!!  After I learnt to drive the poor chappie popped his clogs  duh!!!  Several little things like that so it is no wonder that the rain follows me around.

Well I have several meditation tapes, I always take them and sit in absolute bliss, no worries, no cares, it truly is a good way to keep calm and to face the trials of life.  I would recommend it to anyone. 

I have been looking into a few self help forums but tbh I have to say that many are out just to make money.  On the other hand there are quite a few tips which can help us, it is just staying with it and getting results. 

One tip, which I can see how it works, for something good in your life, take note of the feeling, either rub your side or your face in rhythm to that feeling..  Now if you come across something disagreeable, try and emmulate the rhythm which you have for the good vibe.  To all intents and purpose you are telling your subconscious to accept this negative thing.  Naturally one has to be careful what one wants to accept.

There are loads of things we can do if we keep in touch with our subconcious that is why I am taking Juan with me, that is if I can find the key to the vault!!!  Gotta laugh eh!!!!

Ok folks, hope the weather stays good for you all, happy days........

Do You Remember

Hi folks tis me again Juan, er indoors thinks I am locked up safely in the vaults of her mind but I have learnt telepathy so there.....

Well there is another piece to our little atom, we have to remember really that all words are man made, in the beginning there wasnt any thought at all, so where did the thought come from, that opens up a lot of avenues for man to discover.

Well just for the sake of the story we will call our little Atom "God":

So our little atom became "God" what a job eh!!  His task was to get the mass back to it's beginning, back to the "Whole" the whole of energy which had previously been floating around in peace.  I wonder how he truly felt, shall we tune into his thoughts, time had passed as we listen in.

"Blissful peace, gently floating, alone just me - I the great creator.  No only joking I am all alone, so peaceful, I do not want to create anymore, why should I spoil my peace, I wonder what they expect of me?

What do I care if they want the universe to go on, I am ok on my own, I have no worries, there is only me to consider.  His higher Lordship keeps on reminding me that the planet earth is lagging behind, it needs uplifting for the universe to fulfil it's destiny.  He made me "God" of the earth but all things I have tried to create have been thrown apart, none have worked.

I have separated my energies so many times each part occupying life upon earth.  I have tried to meet man's worth but have generally been let down so now I will stay on my own.  Enjoy my peace.  If only I could but they are compelling me to try again and again.  Please just let me sleep".

Interesting to see the Dog and the cat getting along together, I think sometimes the animals have more sense than humanbeings.

"God" was sleeping in his higher domain but

He was restless and decided to try again

He sent a spirit "The Saviour of Man"

He said, "now help them do the best that you can".

Man being man without higher views

Crucified him with almighty abuse

From out of this deed was planted a seed

Dogmatic religion thought it would succeed.

Alas alack man became greedy

Most thought of oneself, never the needy

Many a war has been fought in "his" name

But "God" could not judge for all were the same.

I believe that er indoors and I are of the opinion that all things upon this stage which we call life, is only a tiny spark of something which is ordained to succeed.  There will come a time when we will know but in the meantime we have to play out our own little beginnings and "endings" on this sphere of existence.  It never ends, we go on............Juan, time for a nap.......take care everyone....

The weather

Oh dear whatever are we going to do about our weather, it is a case of whether or not it is going to rain or shine.  Sadly the rain is winning at the moment.

How does it affect our moodswings, if it is sunny we feel we can do anything, we feel that we can pull out that weed, plant that seed but then, along comes the rain, is it good or is it not.  With too much the roots will possibly rot and we will have to begin all over again.

If we do not get out into our front garden, our bushes are going to take over, I personally love the privacy but at the moment it is just a little bit too much.  Darent make a start as it will rain again and then I will get the blame!  Always happens, everything is my fault.  If I decide to go on holiday, it rains, clean the outside windows, it rains.

I do not have any desire to go to a warmer climate and yet it would be so good just to have a little bit of sun.  I suppose we have to be thankful that it isnt snow, that is snow joke!!

In the papers this morning, it is saying that the rats are coming out of the sewers looking for food, hope we are safe with two cats because once again I hate the thought of killing anything but we cannot let ourselves be overtaken. 

What a Pong!!!

Oh dear, how often have I said to my two grandchildren who live with my husband and I, don't eat over the laptop, eat in the kitchen!  Don't drink near the laptop etc. etc. etc.  Don't let the dogs near the laptop etc. etc. etc.  Over the past two years one laptop has been put out of action through me spilling a cup of coffee over it.  Another because one of the dogs jumped on it, grrr.

Ok one would think I would learn but, I decided to have one of those chicken things with garlic in them.  Delicious you say, mmmm debateable.  One cut of the knife and the juice squirted all over my laptop.  The lappy was quite a way a way but nevertheless it took the full brunt of the garlic concoction.

Panic stations, dying to know who was up for BB but the mouse wouldnt work, lappy wouldnt close down, I couldnt do anything at all.  I turned it upside down, wiped all the keys out with cotton buds.  Still no luck, boo! hoo!  Had to turn it off at the main source.  Dreaming of having to buy a new one but what about all my links, not good.

Then, hush, the mouse began to move just a little, the lappy was gradually freeing itself and eventually it was working.

I have to say that this morning when I signed on, it was quicker than it has been for a while.  I have an aroma of garlic, just as well that I love garlic, it is supposed to be good for you.  Oh dear, I think this means that I will have to sit all day tapping away just to make sure that the evil liquid doesnt solidify again and make the keys absolutely useless,  I guess one could say, just like the owner!!!

Hopefully it will all be water under the bridge............

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Ok folks, Juan here, who is going to tell this ijit that she has the wrong mouse, I give up!!

What a Flippin Cheek

Hi folks, did you see what that bloomin Juan is calling me "Er in doors - Edi for short", now I ought to close that doorway off and tell him where to go!!  I'll prove to him that I am intelligent.....da da da dum, now where will I begin......ermmm  ok, did we know that in the beginning man was androgynous, neither man nor woman.  How do we know this............ah ang on a mo there is someone at the door...........

Hey psst, tis me Juan, lets have a quick word whilst er in doors has gone.  Who wants to know whether man was androgynous or not I ask you.  I have something far better than that, just look what I have found in the vaults of her mind......The little people......

Now do we believe in the little people, do we believe in fairies, the little chappie above does as he has just met his first little pixie, he knocked on the door and the door was opened.

There is another soul who didnt believe to begin with but let me tell you part of her story, let me introduce you to Meggan get a cuppa and sit down and relax.

Have faith little Meggan have faith dear soul

Raise up your heart and become part of the "Whole".

The sky on this earth was as grey as could be and it was obvious to Meggan that a storm was brewing, things had not been running very smoothly in this young girls life, her mind was in turmoil through trouble and strife.  Meggan felt that the material mind was a troublesome thing it kept human beings tied on an earthly string.  To be free was her thought, to find peace, to care, to share, to love to feel the beauty of being at one with all things.

Her mind wandered over troubles gone by, the thoughts upset her she wanted to cry.  As she looked up to the clouds so grey she prayed that the light would show her the way.  Entranced in her thoughts and feelings of blue she noticed a cloud gently pushing it's way through.  It changed it's shape, it's colour went white, it altered into a Shepherd of pure delight.  The Shepherd was saying in gentle tones "dear Meggan find peace and look to the stones".  The tears were glistening on her pretty pale face to find peace and love was no disgrace.

Meggan walked in a pattern as she had been told until gently the stones began to unfold.  She came to a boulder which stood high on the ground, she looked for the glory, she searched all around.  Poor Meggan she still felt lost and went back into her mind but the voice it continued "dear Meggan be kind, be kind to yourself.  Just stand and find the peace, let your turmoils cease then look at the boulder, no Meggan do not cry, do not ask why just do it for I, I am a Shepherd and a teacher of man if I can succeed then surely you can.!"

Dear Meggan she continued to stand she felt that the Shepherd had lent her a hand, she gazed at the boulder with a thoughtful eye and then, she walked through, she didn't know how or why.  Her first impression was of darkness but the voice kept on saying "stay calm, stay calm, let your mind see the beauty of love for it is all free.  It is there for all humanity".  As she stood all calm and serene the darkness altered into a beautiful scene.  There in the centre in an old rocking chair sat an old lady with silvery hair.  She was spinning and spinning as fast as she could, Meggan wanted to touch her but didn't know if she should.  There were fairies and elves all working around she felt in her heart the beauty she had found.

Whilst the old lady went on with her task two little elves offered Meggan a flask.  One little elf bade Meggan to drink, to taste the nectar "do it don't think, have faith little Meggan you are now in our care, our secrets of life are yours to share.  We ask that you pass our love all around for in the sharing true beauty will be found.  Now sip the wine true love is thine".  Contentment arose for Meggan had chose to drink, to trust, to give herself completely to these helpers of life.

As she watched the old lady spinning away she noticed the thread act in a peculiar way.  It came from the wheel then  reached way up high, she watched in amazement and kept wondering why but the voice in her ear kept saying "don't fear, don't fear, touch it, don't be afraid, don't worry it is not a charade".  Meggan ventured forward and touched the strand, she held it tight in her lily white hand.  To her amazement she started to rise, the boulder was falling before her eyes.  She lifted up as in a beautiful dream until she saw her Shepherd who had mastered the scheme.

She was smiling in a gentle way, she took her hand as she started to say, "now you will see life is ours for eternity, the worries and troubles are only a test, your inner being will know what is best........"

As Meggan touched the Shepherd's hand she began to feel herself falling.  It seemed as though she was gradually being pulled back to earth.  She closed her eyes hoping that the feeling was unreal, she wanted to stay with her Shepherd but it was not to be.  When she opened her eyes the beautiful scene had changed, she found herself in the same place where she had begun to pray.  She remembered she had asked to be shown the light.  Was it all a dream she wasnt sure, had it all been fantasy, had her troubled mind been playing tricks?  The strange thing was she felt good, she felt at peace with herself.

As she walked along the avenue of trees which would eventually lead her home, she touched their trunks and felt the energies within.  She looked at the sky and noticed the sun now shining through the green leaves.  The storm had passed.  She began to realize the surrounding beauty of nature.  All things were there for man to behold; all things should be loved and treated like gold.  She thought of the trees which are so important to man.  The countless jobs for the users of wood.  Most of all she thought of the wisdom held by the old trees standing high, the stories of life they could relate to the passer by!.

Oh Meggan your troubles are over, you have found the light, your innermost self has won that fight - now was it a dream or was it true - mmm, I am waving to your Shepherd who is waving to you.

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Hey I had better go and leave Meggan for a while, I can hear er in doors returning, her dainty footsteps are nearly here.......

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Oh boy, couldnt get rid of that caller, now what was I saying.....mmmmm   HEY WHERE HAS ALL MY SPACE GONE...that bloomin Juan!!!

Theatre

Well as I said I was going to watch the young teens with their musical production of The King and I, it was brilliant.  These teens have been practicing for quite a long time now.  The Director, being fair to the ones who could handle the main characters, had the last night for the understudies.  My granddaughters were just that, understudies.

I went feeling quite apprehensive as one gdaughter, age 15, had never handled a great role before, I was worried that she would not remember her words.  She was fantastic, I am so pleased with her, her handling of Anna was an eye opener  taking into account the age she is and the attitude she has at times when she is asked to please keep good time when out.  She is definitely feeling her feet, but her acting gave her a quality which I hadnt seen before.  So adult, the dress was fantastic, Scarlet move over lass!

The 12 year old had a much lesser part, I do believe that her nerves got to her but she managed to get herself out of trouble, that in itself is a great thing. 

The scenery was fantastic, all handled with care by one of the older original members, having now left the acting side he proved himself capable of being something just as important.

The group began about 7 years ago, my husband and I have been to every performance and have nothing but admiration for the Directors and all who help.  They are giving the youngsters something to fight for, something which keeps them off of the streets for a while.

My eldest gdaughter, age 20,  now left and having been in spectacular productions through the courtesy of their teaching at College, hopes to have a gap year but then go into acting school.  Hopefully she will achieve her dream as she to is very brilliant.  I am not just speaking of my own, many of the people who take part, should be congratulated on their fantastic recognition of the art of Theatre.

Just a quickie

Hi folks, just a quickie as I am going to see my gdaughters in a show, The King and I, will be taking a box of tissues with me LOL.  Bless them.

I just wanted to say that I have had an email from someone giving me advice, now they feel that I wont reply to it but as it hasnt been shown on any of my posts, please take this as my reply.  I honestly do not mind constructive criticism.  I can see that people are reading and not posting but tbh, it is nice to see people reading and it is ok not to reply, unless of course someone wants to debate something.  That is great, right up my street......LOL....I love to hear other peoples points of view.

My aim is to give a piece of light entertainment, some things will be deeper than others because that is how my mind works.  I love the unknown and I love speculating.  I never ever say I am right but I say just enjoy the thought.  There will possibly come a time in the future way past any of our comprehension, when we will all understand.  So we must just have a little bit of faith to know that we are going the right way for ourselves.

So much beauty in the world whether it be the animal kingdom, man or the natural nature of life itself.

In the meantime take care everyone and have a great weekend.... boo hoo to the weather though eh!

Just Thoughts

Yoo hoo, I'm back, I have crept out again whilst Edi is busy typing on her bloomin laptop, I wonder what she is typing?  Anyway lets get down to business, I am here in the vaults of her mind, omg how untidy this woman is, there are so many bits and pieces scattered here there and everywhere.  It really makes it hard for me to keep track of all the things which have happened since her birth.  One day she would think about this and then something else and so on and so on.  However does she expect to get on in the world......I dont know.  I try to make her understand but I honestly think that sometimes she is past redemption, her mind is so scattered.

Well I have had a look in another little box and found another "What If", I dont think that Edi is particularly religious but over the years many things have had to be considered because many things are  part of life.  Anyway it goes something like this:-

"What if pure energy was travelling around the universe, peacefully unaware of anything other than itself, full of contentment happy just to be.  All of a sudden a global darkness was taken into it's midst, it had collided with the sphere we now call Earth.

For a while as though the lights were turned off this section of energy remained still, not knowing what had happened, not realising until, an atom decided to cough!  Within it's own mind, for it was very kind, it realised that all was not right.  So he spluttered and sneezed then moved all about, he tried this and that then started to shout.  He had awakened a voice within that was saying "don't stay still, you must go on praying, you must go on reaching and reaching you must be free, you must return to ME".

Alas alack he was the only one awake, he knew he must act for everyone's sake.  He must pull the energy through earth to return to the bulk of all "human worth".  For by now he knew he must feel, he must sense, he must dispense with the peace, the feeling of just being, he had to start seeing a way to survive to bring the energy alive.

He knew that on his own he could not lead the mass of energy through the darkness of the Earth.  At that moment in time he felt very alone, he could feel the outer energy circles, the part that had been lucky enough to escape the impact of the earth's collision, he could sense their urgency calling to him to pull the whole mass free.

He had to have a plan, he decided to lighten the load and to separate the energies into small atoms of being, giving each atom a sense of responsibility to pull itself through, he gave them life individually.  He called them man.  He told them that the way would be hard as the earth was full of dross, dross that would affect energy in different ways.  Dross that would become known as sin, dross that would make energy forget it's true beginning.

It planted within each particle of energy a sense of survival, a sense to go on, don't give in.  It realised that some energy would be stronger than others.  Some would reach the waiting mass before others but it also knew that those who arrived first would wait for his "brother" for they started together as one.

On their travels they would become sister and brother, father and mother, aunt and uncle, niece and nephew, sons and daughters, cousins and friends.  There was no end to the headings in life but all would begin as "Husband and Wife" united together on a sexual strain to reproduce the energy over and over again until finally the dross is cleared and all that "man" feared is a memory past.  They will be free at last and will unite again, then carry on in the same peaceful vein, until...............

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I think this theory fits in with the wondering whether or not Earth is the living entity which has to be cleansed and taken back to it's rightful place in the universe.  Naturally no one really knows but when we look into all things and all peoples thoughts, anything is possible.

GENEALOGY

Hey I nearly put in archeaology instead of genealogy, I suppose it is the same with the exception that we do not dig up old bones.  We just try and find out about them, how did they look, how did they live, were they good or were they bad.  I am willing to bet that we all have skeletons in our cupboards, I know I have. 

If we think about it all had to be equal in the beginning, the beginning being many many moons ago wow, it just goes back and back and back.  No grandeur, no wealth, no titles.

I once compiled a tree which took in all the royalty, it went right back to Adam and Eve, well this was according to the Latterday Saints.  Man was named by his appearance, ie Redhead, Big Nose some quite uncomplimentary names, until the surname was brought in.  Then surnames were compiled by where one lived, by their profession thus we have many of one name as in SMITH and others dotted all over the place.

The LDS are an organisation with religious views, they have taken it upon themselves to catalogue all records, thus they are a valuable asset to all researchers.  There are many other sites but most charge.

I began my research after I received a book with addresses of many who went under the same name as my maiden name.  I wrote to each one and oh boy was I  pleased.  My first breakthrough came when one chappie rang most excited as he had been looking for his grandfather's twin brother for a long time.  We proved that my ggrandfather was the person he had been looking for.

The next breakthrough came when I had a reply from a person in America, through his help I got in touch with one of his relations in England.  This person sent me a photograph of her grandfather, the excitement when I realised that I had a picture of this same gentleman on my wall.  He was in a photograph of the wedding of my grandfather's sister.  He turned out to be another brother of the twins.

So many stories to tell but all I can say it is a worthwhile hobby, I have found that I have made many friends, each helping and in turn I have been able to help others.  It is all a matter of swings and roundabouts.

Peace

Hi folks tis me Jules or Julie whichever one wants to call me, gets complicated eh but you know we do all have a subconscious which we can touch if we want to.  It can be of great help in sorting out some problems.

Let me give you one instance of mine, one which was really bothering me.  I have had three children and I know and knew that I loved children and would never hurt any one of mine or anyone elses.  The thing was though, everytime I heard a child cry I felt I wanted to, well what did I want to, it really was upsetting me.  The last time was when I was stood in a street and heard a child crying, I really needed to take this thing in hand.

It was way back in the time when I was well into meditation and discovery, I sat and I made my mind still.  I sort of went into another level of understanding.  When I returned to full consciousness I knew what my trouble was.

I was born during the war, I had my mother to myself for at least 6 years, then my father came home from war.  When I was 7 my brother was born!!  Well I wanted a baby sister not a brother and I really disliked the idea.  To cut a long story short, I was very jealous.  Now all these things had been stored away as never ever did I consider this to be the factor.  Once I realised and accepted my fault, then I was able to walk, listen, comfort and understand the reason why.  The feeling had gone, such relief.

I think and do believe that this is where meditation can definitely help, it touches our subconscious and it can unlock one of the many doors which are within we can find the peace which we deserve.

The First Thing

Hi folks, tis me Juan, I have crept out again whilst "Er in Doors, Edi" is busy, hush dont tell her! 

Well what shall I talk about, as I was saying we subconcious part of the human part of all of you, store information from the past.  Hey I wonder what is in everyones storage space, is it good or is it a disgrace, only joking now as we keep all things within our vaults, right back to when each one of you were born.  We store both the good and the bad.

Over the years I have let Edi have her way with words, much has been discussed and put down on paper, they mainly come from just thinking.  One of the inspirational thing stored within my vault is a thought on "What If" and it began with "The First Thing".  Edi was trying to think up headings for books etc., mainly for her own pleasure but it was just that, a pleasure to think, her dilemma began ......

"I suppose one of the first things to decide is what shall I call it?  Not easy as my first title was "Tree of Life".  To me this covers a whole lot of things, my one barrier is the fact that it has been used before.  The second was "Hilltop Manor".

So where do I go from there?  Perhaps for the moment I will leave it and see what comes to mind.

Had I called it "The Tree of Life" what would I have written about?  I visualised a "seed" being planted, an acorn appearing many years ago when the earth was barren.  Indeed did the earth exist?  I have often wondered thereagain, what is a seed?  It is a word created by mankind so if we take away the word we have nothing but events, visualisation, but what is visualisation?

Let me make my mind a blank as though there was nothing, nothing but darkness.  Within that darkness a "seed" was living but the darkness knew nothing of a "seed", so why did it appear?   It was restless it had enough of not being heard it wanted to be the first ever word.

So we have a "seed" born from the almighty path of nothingness, something which was striving to become alive, something which badly wanted to survive.  For our story we will let it, we will feed it, we will watch it grow.

Now our seed was existing in the universe of darkness wanting to learn, it only had it's own thought, it was totally alone.  It stayed within it's cloak of darkness creating within it's own mind, energy.  It digested all the energy until out of the darkness there sprang a light, a tiny spark but oh so bright.  The darkness changed itself to day; the light had come to show the way.

Our little seed felt so alive, it knew it had the courage to survive, it had found a friend, that friend was light.  Things gradually became clear and he knew that salvation was near.  He only had to ask to be shown the way for his darkness to become eternal day.

A seed within a seed for his thought began to grow, his energy was strong he knew he had to survive.  He waited patiently within the darkness knowing that his salvation was not far away.  He waited until Mother Earth had been created; he waited for the soft rich soil.

He planned his descent upon a beam of light he reached the soil within the dead of night; he surrounded himself and hid away.  The little seed began expanding it took over his mind; it changed into an acorn of an "earthy" kind.

Now the acorn began to shed it's covering it wanted to become something great and magnificent, something which would grow, something which man would love and know.  It became a "Tree" and so for our story the first tree is born.

Our tree decided to just watch and grow for man would come along and he wanted to know and experience their feelings.  He was hoping it would just be love but as the years passed he knew he was wrong.  He could not just sing a loving song for man became greedy, some forgot the needy.

Poor little seed what had he done, he had left the safety of a dark, dark home and now he had to sit and watch man, he had to experience the wars and turmoil of uncertainty because man couldn't quite see that love would possibly take them home.

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Poor little seed I agree and he couldnt do anything to alter the way.  If you look around you will see his descendants standing firmly in the ground.  I am willing to bet that they could tell many a story of man's hates and man's glory. 

signing off your friend, Juan.

Juan v "Er in Doors"

Yes it's me again, going to have a bit of fun here, do you remember I said I am the subconscious of "Er in Doors, (we will call her EDI for short) well you all have one of me even though you may not realise it.  Everything is sent down the line to be stored in our vaults, oh boy do we have some stories to tell. 

Were you ever told how a poor little rat was frightened in the kitchen of the almighty Edi, she stood there towering over the poor little creature.  The house is situated next to an allotment and at this particular time there was a lot of manure being distributed, oh the smell yuck!  The top road was suffering from an invasion of the little creatures.  Ok we know they bring disease, ok we know all that but it does make one wonder why they are put on the earth, what role do they play in the scheme of things?  Anyway I have to admit that Edi was really worried about having to "kill" the little thing. 

What about the poor old rat though how did he fare as he eventually scarpered away, he was only looking for food for his loved one:-

It tiptoed around the clumsy hedges, it slid onto the ground,
It travelled along the moonlit pathways until it's nest it found.

His Mrs was there and she timidly asked him "what adventures my love tonight".
He spoke in a tiny whisper...

My love, I found this house along the hedges it's kitchen was warm and welcoming so I decided to venture in.  I tiptoed along the windowsill but then - there was this awful din!  I had alerted the mutts that lived in this house and I am not as dainty or as quiet as the mouse!  They barked and barked and scared me stiff, I tried to keep calm but my fear gave out this awful whiff.  Oh love there has to be something better in this life my darling, darling little wife.  I tried to stay as calm as I could and then....oh it doesnt bear thinking about, to remember makes my heart go down and down, it just keeps on sinking, there was this giant!!  This ugly great monster (ere that was er indoors, poor little thing), I think it is called woman.  It stood, just imagine it if you can, it stood in front of the sink, I tried to stay still, I tried not to blink.

Those pesky creatures which man call dogs had gone quiet, they stood and watched my tail, it was to late to move it, to hide my being.  I was just hoping they would go on seeing and thinking it was a part of the sill, the thought of them grabbing it was making me quite ill!  After a while another giant came in (Edi's daughter) oh my love this world of ours it is full of giants and not chocolate bars.

Well these two giants were trying to converse, to work out my demise, now love, please dont cry, just wipe your eyes.  They thought of this and they thought of that, I was very lucky there wasn't a cat.

 I thought to myself it is time to go so my whole body I had to show, but my darling darling little wife, I was to quick for them the bungling fools.  I jumped to there and over again, the dogs went mad but I ran just the same.  I escaped by the skin of my teeth and my long sleeky tail but alas my love, oh please darling do not wail, I have no food but I will try again but just for tonight in your safety I will remain, lets kiss and cuddle and try to forget our hunger and we will beat them yet.

So the rat it went to bed it did, it cuddled up and went to sleep dreaming of ways how to creep past the giants and the barking dog and wishing it was as big as a pig or a giant hog!  The night in the house was peaceful and quiet the giant slept easily with it's giant mate dreaming and scheming of the poor rat's fate.

So there we are dear friends, if only we knew why.......

Dont We Just Love

There are so many fantastic pictures and sayings on line, each one thought out and each one to be considered.  I love the picture and the surroundings, I can just imagine sitting  and relaxing, listening to the water and feeling the gentle breeze, not a care in the world.  The bliss of knowing that we can be at peace with all things.