A Focused Journey: Finding a focus on the other side of 50.

I believe everyone’s life has a purpose. We are here to discover that purpose then use whatever gifts were bestowed upon us to make this world a better place. Some of us are fortunate as we know at an early age what that purpose is. Others, well, we go along, often digressing from the road that will take us there. This is me. Now on the other side of 50, I am finding my way back to that road that will lead to my life’s purpose. Welcome to my journey.

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Scavenger Hunt Sunday

Here are my interpretations of the this week's items:

1. Doorway

It took 8 years to get up the gumption to paint the front door red. Absolutely love it! Wish we had it done sooner.

2. Candid

Allistair bathing in the warmth of the sun.

3. Open

As soon as you open the window the cats come out of the woodwork to indulge in some bird & critter watching.

4. Look Up

Pandora (part Siamese) likes to be on top of the cabinets above the refrigerator. She can look on without any of the other cats, dog, or visitors knowing they are being watched.

5. Stuffed

A BLTA (bacon, lettuce, tomato, avocado) croissant sandwich from Red Robin (YUM!)

Having fun scavenging for photos with Ashley at Scavenger Hunt Sunday.

8 comments:

UnknownMarch 16, 2014 at 4:58 PM
Wow, that sandwich is making me hungry. However did you get it to pose so nicely on the plate? I would have forgotten to take a picture until only crumbs were left. The look up shot is a little creepy, I would jump every time I realized the cat was up there stalking me.
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Yogi♪♪♪March 16, 2014 at 5:32 PM
I love your door. My blog friend Bill here in Tulsa tells me that red is the color of the Holy Spirit and that is why so many churches have red doors.

And cats, cats are great for pics anytime. They are so disdainful of their support humans.
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abriannaMarch 16, 2014 at 6:17 PM
Awesome front door! I have that same snowflake tablecloth.
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Cathy H.March 16, 2014 at 6:57 PM
Love your front door! It's beautiful as a backdrop to those pretty flowers! I love the stars, too!
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UnknownMarch 16, 2014 at 7:13 PM
Nice photos. I'm envious of that front door. I doubt I could talk my husband into letting me paint ours red. :( I bet you could write a mystery story about that black cat watching from above. Good job building that sandwich and photographing it!
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21 WitsMarch 16, 2014 at 8:37 PM
style, beauty and humor totally expressed in all your photos!
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aspiritofsimplicityMarch 17, 2014 at 6:12 AM
we used to have a cat that liked to perch on the top of the cabinets. Of course, we had a dog as well so....that sandwich looks yummy
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IdaMarch 17, 2014 at 2:58 PM
Wow your Red door is cool and fits in so well with the lovely red blooms.
Super cute kitty shots. They do love fresh air and watching birds.
Yum on that sandwich.
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Thank you so much for stopping by. Please share your insights.

THE JOURNEY

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could

The Dark Night Of The Soul
By Saint John of the Cross
Translated by A.Z. Foreman

Songs of the soul rejoicing at having achieved the high state of perfection, the Union with God, by way of spiritual negation.

Once in the dark of night,
Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose
(O coming of delight!)
And went, as no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose

All in the dark went right,
Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes,
(O coming of delight!)
In dark when no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose.

And in the luck of night
In secret places where no other spied
I went without my sight
Without a light to guide
Except the heart that lit me from inside.

It guided me and shone
Surer than noonday sunlight over me,
And lead me to the one
Whom only I could see
Deep in a place where only we could be.

O guiding dark of night!
O dark of night more darling than the dawn!
O night that can unite
A lover and loved one,
Lover and loved one moved in unison.

And on my flowering breast
Which I had kept for him and him alone
He slept as I caressed
And loved him for my own,
Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown.

And from the castle wall
The wind came down to winnow through his hair
Bidding his fingers fall,
Searing my throat with air
And all my senses were suspended there.

I stayed there to forget.
There on my lover, face to face, I lay.
All ended, and I let
My cares all fall away
Forgotten in the lilies on that day.

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Sunday, March 16, 2014

Scavenger Hunt Sunday

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