There is a peace at sunrise that surpasses all understanding. It's a renewal. A feeling that anything is possible. I’d like to say I drag myself from the comfort of my bed every day to enjoy sunrise’s splendor, but you wouldn’t believe me and I would be lying. What is true is I was there that day and so was she.
There is a connection between sunrisers just because they are sunrisers. It’s a shared, yet unspoken, appreciation for things quiet and beautiful. That might explain why I was immediately drawn to her, but I know it wasn’t just because of the earliness of the morning. Delilah, you see, would have attracted me no matter the time of day.
The first time I saw her I was sitting there, at my favorite secret spot, overlooking Lake Quinault. It’s a hidden gem in Washington State owned by the Quinault Indian Nation and, before that day, if I had my way, no one would ever sit and admire its beauty other than me.
The lake, a destination point for fishermen, swimmers, and sightseers, is nature at its most spectacular. It is located deep in the Olympic National forest. It isn’t easy to find, even if you’re looking for it. Once discovered, even the most magnanimous outdoorsmen will keep the secret to themselves. In an era where, too often, free time is wasted in front of a flat screen TV, Lake Quinault is a reminder of the reasons for taking vacations and the sunrise over the lake is God's definition of must-see.
That particular trip occurred in early summer. I remember it vividly because I had to be in place just after 5:00 a.m. to catch the sun as it appeared over the mountain. Summer is the best time to watch the sunrise because no one in their right mind would be up early enough, nor would be hardy enough to make the journey to my secret spot. No one except me, and Delilah.
“Is this seat taken?”
Not many people can remember the first words spoken by or to the love of their life, but I absolutely can. That morning, as I turned to see from where the unexpected voice was coming, the first light of dawn revealed the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Not all men might have thought so. Delilah wore no makeup, a pair of ripped jeans, and a faded brown hoodie. Her hair, perfectly auburn, looked as if it hadn’t been touched since she rolled out of bed that morning. It was obvious she had made no effort to look beautiful and yet she had an inner spark that couldn't be hidden. Not by tattered jeans or a faded hoodie. Something changed that first moment I saw her, I changed. I had spent years guarding my secret spot, and now, surprisingly, unexpectedly, delightfully, I wanted nothing more than to share my sunrise with her.
I, unfortunately, was not born a poet and as such the most romantic thing I could think of in response to her inquiry was: “It’s a free country.” With that, she invaded my secret spot, both next to the lake and in my heart.
The silence that followed was both loud and revealing. Delilah wasn’t there for small talk; she was there to admire the beauty of sunrise. We sat in silence and watched as the sun peeked over the horizon, covering the two of us in its warming light. She and I carried on a conversation without words. She told me, silently, that she understood the importance of the moment, and I responded in kind that this moment was made all the more special because she was there to share it.
Perfection is a goal impossible to realize in this mortal realm, but that morning came as close as is humanly possible. So many thoughts ran through my mind as the sun revealed itself completely. Then just as quickly and quietly as she had come, Delilah rose to her feet, wiped some residual dirt from the seat of her ripped jeans, and headed down the trail and out of my sight.
Eight words verbalized, an infinite number of potential events contemplated. Thirty minutes had passed, a lifetime had been imagined. I was sure I would never see her again, and the thought made me overwhelmingly sad.
The next five years came and went, five long years since that day at the lake. There were first dates, first kisses, and the words “I love you” exchanged, yet every time fate or intention would reach down and sabotage promise. I became determined to find peace in my solitude.
There was always a reason or an excuse for my ending every potential relationship, but at its core was a shared sunrise and a conversation that didn’t happen.
I went to our spot from time to time, to see the sunrise, not for her. At least, that’s what I told myself. I had given up without realizing I was hoping. Hoping to see her again. Hoping to feel what I felt that day. Hoping she would be there. And then it happened. It was once again summer, it was sunrise, but this time she was there.
“Is this seat taken?”
“It’s a free country.”
The same eight words.
At the time, I didn’t know that she, too, had often made the trip back to our secret spot.
Seeing her again, I knew I wouldn’t let the opportunity slip from my grasp, not a second time. When the sun had completed its part in our play, Delilah rose to her feet and wiped the dirt from her jeans exactly as she had done five years earlier. This time, however, I stood up as well.
“My name is Peter. I don’t like coffee, but I’d really like to have a cup with you.”
“My name is Delilah,” she responded, matter-of-factly, “and I would be glad to share a cup of Joe.”
She called it Joe? It’s funny the things that confirm that a love is real. I couldn’t tell her that day, for fear of losing her, but at that moment, I was sure. I had said “I love you” to others before, but it was obvious to me that I had lied. For in that moment, I was finally sure what love felt like.
Lifetimes are only lifetimes when viewed in reverse. A cup of coffee became a dinner date. A dinner date became a commitment. A commitment became a proposal, and a proposal became forever. There were kids and dogs and vacations, but more than anything, there were trips to Lake Quinault. Always at sunrise. Always just the two of us. Never any words spoken.
You never know the last time is the last time until it’s too late. The final trip we took to Lake Quinault was like all the rest. It took a little longer for tired, old bones to make the trek, but we found our spot, sat together, and conversed in silence. The sun, unaffected by time, rose as perfectly as always, but Delilah rose only with my help.
“Would you like to share a cup of Joe?”
She knew I did. She knew sitting next to her pretending to like coffee was my greatest pleasure. She also knew she would never come back to see another sunrise even though I was too stubborn to admit it to myself.
That day in the café, we told stories of family and friends, living and lost, as we sipped on what had eventually become my favorite beverage. We made a mental scorecard of our life and realized we had won.
Two days later I lost her. Just like that first day at the lake, I watched her as she left me alone, this time without even the hope of returning. The sadness I felt from years back flooded over me like a tidal wave.
I’ll save a seat for you. Those were her last words to me. True to myself, I replied: “It’s a free country.” Then, she was gone.
One day, hopefully soon, I will watch the sunrise with my Delilah again only from a far better secret place. Until then, I only go to our special spot at night.
I’m never alone when I go there. I make my way to our clearing and sit down just as I did all those years ago. As the moon reflects off the lake, I feel her comforting hand reach down for me, and in the silence only we understand, I hear her very clearly.
The Two Shoe Salesman story is a well-known parable that illustrates the power of perspective and attitude.
The story goes that two shoe salesmen were sent by a shoe company to a foreign country to assess the market for their product.
The first salesman arrived and immediately sent a message back to the company saying, “There is no potential here – nobody wears shoes.”
The second salesman arrived and sent a message back saying, “This is a fantastic opportunity – nobody wears shoes!”
The story demonstrates how two people can look at the same situation and interpret it completely differently based on their mindset and attitude.
The second salesman had a positive outlook and saw the potential in the situation, while the first salesman had a negative outlook and saw only the obstacles.
This story is often used to illustrate the power of a growth mindset and the importance of maintaining a positive attitude in order to succeed in any situation.
Today, the angels talk about the effects of the Sun and the Source, both of which are bombarding us with life-giving light right now. Let it flow within you, and you'll feel great; go against your flow, and it's not as pleasant. We'll help you navigate this energy with grace.
Have a blessed & beautiful week :)
Photo of the Week
by Ann Albers in Phoenix AZ
Simple pleasures are a great way to raise your vibe... in my case cute baby squash fresh from the garden do the trick! Message from the Angels
My dear friends, we love you so very much, You have experienced an incredible amount of light these past few weeks flowing to you from your sun. You are energetic beings, and without exception, this will affect you to varying degrees. The energy from your sun is a tangible representation of the Divine energy that gives life to all.
Like the source, your sun is self-generating. It constantly emanates its life-giving light, never asking for anything in return. It shines upon you without judgment, condition, or notion of whether or not you feel worthy. And just like that love from Source dear ones, you can choose to receive or block the light. You could live in a dark house with the shutters closed, complaining about darkness, or you could open the door a crack and let the light in. You can live in your world focused on its darkness and thus experience only that, or you could open your heart just a tiny crack to see the love that is available in the tiniest of ways, and suddenly, you would begin to notice it everywhere.
When your sun emits solar flares, it creates movement in your physical energy field. If your energy is flowing smoothly, it receives a "boost." If you hve stuck energy the light stirs it up and gets is moving. This is why so many are experiencing odd physical symptoms as your bodies feel areas of resistance to the heightened flow. This is why so many souls are leaving the planet suddenly—they decided to surf the current right out of the body and into the heavens! This is why old upsets can reappear if not completely dealt with, and this is why any small movement in the direction of your heart will result in you seeing support appear more quickly. If you do things you are passionate about, you will feel energized. If you try to make yourself do things you don't authentically feel like doing in the moment, you'll feel exhausted. Find a way to feel good about what you have to do, dear ones, so you can accomplish your necessary tasks without falling asleep! It is not a good time to push yourselves without mercy. Take small steps towards the things you desire. Gentle momentum will give you more energy. Pushing yourselves will deplete you.
As well as take care of your physical body. Drink your water. Get the minerals that the nervous system needs to function well. Listen to the cravings your body has. It tells you what it needs.
Both the visible and invisible lights are flowing to you in great measure, dear friends. Resistance to loving yourself will be felt more strongly, but the choice to be kind to yourself will feel as if the universe is magnifying your love. You live in exciting times, and the possibilities for creating new realities for yourselves have never been stronger. Listen to your hearts. Get in your own natural flow. In that space you can enjoy these intense times and tap into the love that is there for you, now, always, and forever.
God Bless You! We love you so very much. -- The Angels
When difficulties press in and insist on stealing our joy, we can insist that we will not be robbed in this way. Today. we can choose to allow bits of cheer to
touch us in the moment. We can pause to acknowledge the warmth of sunshine or wetness
of raindrops on out face, the joyful whimsy of a child at play, the friendliness of a greeting, or the sound of music that soothes our mood. Indeed, we
can choose encouragement!
LOVE AND BLESSINGS
CAT
It is not so!
Do you know what a cats mission is?
All cats have the power, every day, to
remove the negative energy accumulated
in our body... as soon as we fall asleep,
they absorb that energy. If there is more than
one person in the family, and only one cat,
it can accumulate and excessive amount of negatively by absorbing from so many people.
When they sleep, the cat's body releases the negatively it takes away from us. If we are too
stressed , they may not have enough time to
release all that negatively energy, and so, as a result, it accumulates as fat, until they can release
it. So, they get fat and you think it was the food
you were feeding them...or because they don't move enough,,, and the truth is, they don't...It is
nice to have more than one cat in the house, so
that the weight is divided between them...
They protect us during the night, so that no unwanted spirits enter our house or room while we sleep...That's why they like to sleep in our bed. And if they think we are fine they won't sleep
with us. If there was something strange around us. they jump into our bed and protest us ...If a person
comes to our house, and the cats feel that that person is there to harm us or that he is bad the cats surround us to 'protect' us.
If you don't have cats, and a stray cat comes to your house and adopts it as a home, it's because you need a cat at that particular time...So the
stray cat volunteered to help you. Thank the
cat for choosing your home for that job. If you have other cats and you can't keep that stray cat,
for a reason unknown to us on a physical level, and in dreams you can see the reason for the appearance of the cat at that moment. There may be a debt, some Karma he has to pay...So don't freak out or frightened the cat". "Well , he" will have to come back. one way or the another, to fulfil this obligation.
CATS HEAL US.
Cats are adorable creatures, and they love their owners above all they have a different way of loving . The Love is true, so don't doubt it. They are a great and true friend and above all good companions.
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
P.S.
I DO KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE AS A HAVE A CAT WHOSE NAME IS BABY [ A NAME SHE CHOSE BY THE WAY| IN FACT A HAVE HAD LOTS OF CATS PLUS OTHER ANIMALS .
