When things fall apart and don’t go your way, when life keeps coming at you with one obstacle after another, when you are grieving the loss of someone who actually was perfect and LOVED you like GOD LOVES YOU, then when you fall, just pick yourself back up again! Ride the waves of life with a smile knowing its all part of the journey…
This summer has been rife with challenges from every angle from all aspects of my life. Whenever things like this would happen in the past I just held on to Aunty! She was always there with an enormous sterling silver platter of love, affection, compassion, patience, generosity and humor.
Having said that, losing her has been like REVERSE OZ. Most of us recall the scene in the movie THE WIZARD OF OZ, when Dorothy’s house lands on OZ. When she opens the door the film miraculously changes to Vibrant COLOR. Having lived with my Aunty and Uncle D most of my life with our dog named Koto (like Dorothy’s Toto), in a house with a bulkhead, just like in the film, with kind and caring neighbors like the Lion, Tin Man, and Scarecrow, who would come to our window, I have had a lifelong affinity for that film. At times I couldn’t help but feel like Dorothy. (Given the nature and scope of the creative project that I am about to embark on, it’s quite possible that soon the entire world will see the Dorothy in me, and just how much that story has affected me).
When Aunty died on November 18th 2011…I felt like
I was living out REVERSE OZ. My real life (not some movie scene) went from GLORIOUS,
FULL OF LIFE, Color, to a lackluster BLACK AND WHITE! FOR anyone who has ever
spent more than a minute with my late Aunty Helen you know exactly what I mean.
For those of you who have not simply scroll around this blog to see what I lost.
But, that is the point. I have been focusing on the loss. However,
there is an entire other story here. I had Aunty for so many wonderful
and perfect years. I think of her now and know she is watching, guiding, and
waiting for me to do some great things. I know I can. I could not have a
better, stronger, inspiration. 
Today, I picked myself up (just like the first two pictures here show)
and I will keep moving onward and upward. I have got an angel lighting the way
and shielding me from any flying monkey’s and such. For years I have been paving
my own yellow-brick road. It is ready to be traveled. Now I just have to muster
up the courage to take that first step towards success. The color is returning.
I see my Sparkling Emerald City in the distance! I can do this…..Please come along…Aunty’s
LOVE and GOOD KARMA is SO VAST….She will shield you too!
If you don't have your own yellow-brick road its never too late to start building one. Otherwise, how will you know where to go without a clear path?
4 comments:
Sat Nam Ji. Good morning. I am having my morning tea & just opened today's blog. It brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for the courage to share. Keep up! You are so so so LOVED and guided. Missing you & Aunty. Love from Phoenix, Adi Shakti
We all have been down or sad at some point in our lives. Thanks for sharing your experiences, and offering your perspective of creating change and upliftment. I agree we need to pave our own path or yellow brick road, even when there are obstacles. It seems that you have rebounded nicely with the love still present for aunty. It is wonderful to read your stories. Your posts are like short interesting and memorable chapters in your life.
I am happy that you can see light at the end of your long tunnel to your Emerald City. Your lovely photos show your acceptance and peace, as you grow from missing aunty. Talking about your experiences make me appreciate your personal postings/journey and Blog.
Nice post, Renee. Reminds me of the Police song : "When the world is runnin' down, you make the best of what's left around"
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