We were thrilled when my husband's granddaughter and her husband and their daughter arrived from Minnesota today. We've been looking forward to meeting the new baby and were happy that her parents took the time to come all the way to Silver City to see us. What an adventure to be traveling to new places every day, meeting new people, seeing different landscapes and experiencing different weather. It's all new to someone who has been on Earth less than a year. Not yet walking, she crawled at top speed toward our cat who came to see what all the fuss was about. Squealing in delight, "with her siren on" as her dad said, the little girl raced on all fours toward Oreo. Our cat was not amused. She disappeared in a cloud of fur and didn't return.
My friend and teacher, Ernest Holmes, wrote: "I believe there is no individual anything, really. There are only individualized expressions of the One, or That which is. Each of us is individualized and has something unique to express and to give to Life, something that is not exactly like the contribution of anyone else. If two things in nature were exactly alike, or if two people were alike, one of them would be superfluous." The instant I met my great-granddaughter, I fell in love with the soul that is being this unique, individual, character-self. Our eyes met and I knew that no matter what, we're family!
I learned today that a friend of mine has a brain tumor, part of which was removed a few months ago, and the remainder has left her incapacitated. Incapacitated. An interesting adjective that means disabled, debilitated, indisposed, impaired, immobilized, paralyzed, out of action, out of commission, hors de combat, etc. In other words, my friend is no longer living the life that she was leading. Everything changed drastically and now she is in another, very different place, living another, very different kind of life. I try to keep an open mind about these things. I'm sorry for her and for her family. I feel sorry for the whole family of humankind. Things like this happen all the time and there isn't an easy answer to "why?" AMAG refers to (what I call God) as "a life force of infinite capacity." Does this mean that God is never incapacitated? If God is all there is (and I like to believe this), then are brain tumors an act of life force in operation?
I agree with Ernest Holmes and his ideas about heaven and hell. He said, "In my estimation there are no such places as the literally accepted ideas of heaven or hell. It would seem unthinkable and certainly illogical to believe that such states could be created by God. I think that what we call 'hell' is a condition of experience on this plane which exists only but for the lack of an idea of heaven. I do not believe that anyone can be forever damned or committed to a place which has been called the literal hell. Nor do I believe that one can be consigned to the boredom of a state of eternal bliss called heaven." I agree with AMAG's statement that we are responsible for our reactions and responses to whatever we are experiencing in what is called "reality." They insist that what we think of as "real" is a complex and very believable illusion. Our reactions and responses to the illusion are what we then label as being "heavenly" or "hellish." Yesterday I suffered a hellish migraine and today I'm in heaven. No headache. Can it be as simple as that?
We're leaving tomorrow to spend a week in the hills not far from Silver City at a place called Burro Mountain Homestead. The 214-acre site was first established in 1914 by the Ferguson family and was privately owned for many years. Hiking and ATV trails abound and I'm really looking forward to being among tall trees again. Even though we are blessed to have pines, oaks, and juniper around our house, at our elevation most trees are not very tall. One must go higher to find towering pines and oak trees that provide homes for squirrels and birds. We'll take our cat so that she can climb new trees and enjoy chasing unfamiliar lizards.
The Homestead celebrated its 100th year in operation in 2014 and looks like it will continue at least another century. The lodge and grounds have a wonderful history that includes such famous names as Teddy and Eleanor Roosevelt, and many Hollywood actors and actresses. The original lodge was the home of Isabella Selmes Ferguson Greenway King who died in 1953 in Tucson, Arizona. She is best known as the first U.S. congresswoman in Arizona history. She was also the long-time friend of Eleanor Roosevelt and was bridesmaid at the wedding of Eleanor and Franklin Roosevelt. If you're interested, click here for more information. This book tells more about Isabella whose life is an inspiration to all free spirits.