Reminding you that when darkness comes, leaves fall and all is cold and barren, you can reach inside for respite and light. It’s always thereeven in our darkest hour. You may be knocked to your knees, seething in anger and fear which is understandable. When the candle is ignited and you blow it out, bring it inside to illuminate your soul while you remember the burst of color from fall.
Have a blessed Dayas we stand tall in fall!
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I’m a golf widow on many of days but I’m not complaining by any means.
The boys days spent on the green are my sanctuary of peace;
writing, doing yoga or practicing my tai chi and meditation.
While they chip, I peck away with my kitties and dogs under toe.
Sometimes they land in the sand trap like I do in a wordless phase but
we both often hit par or a birdie at the end of the day.
We’re both on the back nine that’s for sure but not my son who’s
taken the lead, and just won his annual tournament with his friend with a score of 2 under par.
The last time we were all together we went to the driving range with the whole fam and it was actually lots of fun.
I picked up my driver and hit airmail (a term for the ball going longer than expected) and I’m no Ace player.
I’m going to go out today and try my luck if the smoke let’s up and it’s not too hot.
Below are some pictures of the the highlights of my husband and son’s courses they have played.
Most day’s they travel far and wide to find a good deal but these are some of the best courses you’ll find in our area and they were so privileged to play, so I wanted to share them with you.
There are two different golf courses that are set upon Northern California’s dramatic costal bluffs. It is an hour south of San Francisco. The Bay Area resort’s parkland-style Old Course, originally designed in 1973, features cypress-lined fairways and an oceanside 18th hole. The aptly named Ocean Course features a traditional Scottish design, a water view from every hole and challenging play with tight fairways and knolls. This is 30 minutes from our home so my husband and son often play here. On a beautiful day, you can see forever. These pictures don’t do justice the the course. This is where my son won the tournament with his friend Chad.
Spyglass Hill Golf Course is in Pebble Beach, California and is ranked # 10 in America’s 100 Greatests public Corses. It is the Greatest meeting of Sand and Trees. The defining takeaway at Spyglass Hill is how starkly the first five holes juxtapose the rest of your round. It features 6,862 yards of golf from the longest tees for a par of 72. It was designed by Robert Trent Jones, Sr. ASGCA, the Spyglass Hill golf course. It opened in 1966
My Husband just got home from playing here on Wednesday and had a great time. Again, smoke from the fire made for dismal pictures but none the less, it’s pretty hard not to have a great time in all of this beauty. Spanish Bay Golf Course is in Pebble Beach, California nuzzled among the undulating sand dunes on the western tip of the Monterey Peninisula sits The links at Spanish Bay. Designed in 1987 by a team comprised of Robert Trent Jones Jr., Tom Watson and Sandy Tatum, The Links at Spanish Bay was modeled after an authentic Scottish course.
This was by far the biggest highlight of Covid for my husband and son playing with their friends. Pebble Beach Golf Links is widely regarded as one of the most beautiful courses in the world, overlooking the coastline of Carmel Bay, opening to the paacific ocean on the south side of the Monterey Peninsula. It is considered the No. 1 Golf Resort in America. With three top 50 public courses canvasing the spectacular coastline that wraps around California’s Monterey Peninsula, golf at Pebble Beach is a truly unforgetable moment.
This was an acopoliptic day on the course with the smoke from the fires. Harding Park Golf Course in San Francisco, California. The park has 27 holes of championship golf-the 18-hole Harding Park Course and the 9-hole Fleming Course (when they open up 3 holes, I might try it. Lol). It opened 95 years ago on July 18th, 1925. It is named after Preident Warren G. Harding, an avid golfer. The course covers 163-acre (0.66km 2) along the shores of Lake Merced, in the city’s southwest corner.
This book that sits on our living room table was compiled by Connor Licolli, my Godson as a labor of love to his Grandfather Hal Gevertz. It is a compilation of 357 articles of his writings from 1971-1983 and 1987-2009, which were originally written for the San Mateo Times Group Newspapers and later for the Northern California’s Golf Today. It is a beautiful coffee table book and I’m so proud of you Connor!
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Mother Earth is angry and the ocean reflects its displeasure mirroring the injustice in her waters and sky.
The rock guised as monsters reckoning with earth; bound by greed, no bounderies of caste or creed,
but not defining me.
Denying climate change, pain and suffering while the haves and the have nots, don’t measure up.
It’s not too late, so listen up folks. I won’t and can’t hold this anger, nor should you,
but I will merge with Grandmother Earth and Grandfather Sky and
protect her and be the sea of change.
Will you join me?
I’m struck by dark nights that haunt us on so many levels right now and this picture of Jason’s evoked such powerful feelings. The light is beckoning us so no matter what you are going through. Remember things get worse before they get better and when you think you can’t go on, take one moment at a time, one breath at at time. We’re is this together and we will get through this; stronger and brighter than ever before, united once again, take a stand.
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So excited to finally have the time to participate in Shweta’s 6 Word Prompt. This was fun Shweta! A special thanks to Zamadloma for her help in the ping back❣️❣️❣️ Fingers crossed I got the it right! It’s NO reflection on her if I didn’t… trust me… I’m dangerous in technology.
Politicians add kool-aide to the water
What we’re made of….. drink up
Cleanses our soul and soles too
Runs it’s mouth off with drool (running your mouth off is never good, especially in politics)
Awe struck by so many stories, poets, photography, quotes and thoughts. I scratch my head and read; and sit in a daze. Some I understand, some not so much, to be honest, some not at all.
Others, I am transported to another space in time where I linger while my heart is filled with inspiration and love, some in fear so I don’t stay there too long.
Sometimes after reading them all, I just sit frozen in space, my pen silent, barely kissing the page. I try to linger here in the void because I have learned, that’s where words flow, that’s where judgement subsides. Why leave this beautiful place too soon?
Write, one part of me says, stay, says the other but I choose to wait. We always have a choice and this meditation in writing becomes silence in action, where I wait for the divine to fill the page.
Emptying out body and mind; free, floating in the clouds, whisked out to sea and all of the gallaxies spreading this “peace” of me and sprinkling particles of the best versions of myself while I evaporate and touch the unknown.
Blissful, joyful, free at last, no words are found here just the breeze of the ethers while I smile, looking down, growing wings, a bright light, echoing stay, stay and I contemplate and then my pen kisses the page with the dot. I’m not done here yet, but oh so tempting.
May we all grow wings on earth and continue spreading our light.
Have a beautiful day❣️
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“The length of our life is love Not length of days or years And as we love Eternity Appears.”
This quote was in my grandfather’s wallet and he carried it around until he passed on and now it is in my Father’s wallet. When he passes on, I will make a copy for my brother for his and place it in mine, as a reminder of our eternal love and the impermanance of life.
I am so grateful for the blessing of waking up every morning to celebrate our triumphs and tribulations in life. Somedays we hit the ground running and others we peel ourselves out of bed with one foot in front of the other. Everyday gives us a chance to start over and learn from our past mistakes and grow into who we are becoming and want to be. Don’t look back, don’t look too far ahead or you will miss this moment of opportunity to love yourself this moment and embrace every aspect of your being. When you love yourself, you can move mountains and the stars line up to eternity.
Have a Blessed Day as you hold yourself lightly and lovingly. I’ll be right there with you and you with me. Peace Out. ✌️
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There is something unthinkable when you float in the cosmos with the planets orbiting around you.
There is something powerful When the moon touches the sun for a good night kiss.
Birth is one of those times when everything stands still and there are no words just the pitter patter of hearts meeting, beating as one.
Death is the other side of the coin when you realize there is no difference between the two and you hold each breath sacred at the beginning until the end.
There is something unspeakable when you realize the synchronicity of this duality. Each stops your heart and opens you to new beginnings and endings.
The circle of life continues as we open to universal wisdom of truth and love that we will never be apart.
Always together soulfully experiencing love and beauty.
There is something Unfathomable in this time of Covid holed up in our rooms with sadness and fear.
There is something unspeakable when loved ones cross over to the other side from this robber of our lungs and we feel so helpless in despair.
There is something undeniable when God enters the room and your spirits ignite and you realize we are made out of the same cloth; always United.
The unspeakable universal wisdom when you see you and your loved one’s souls spirit; holding Court as Angels.
This comes with a heavy heart with the news of my son’s girlfriend’s aunt passing from Covid last week. She was 65. She didn’t feel well that week and went to the doctors and they said she had pnemonia and sent her home. The next day she died. The autopsy confirmed it was from Covid.
My heart goes out to all of you grieving from the losses you are facing from Covid, (Mary so sorry about your brother), suicide, sensless shootings and all of life’s illness and tragedies. The world is grieving right now and we are in this together as we continue to find light in the dark to hold the torch for our fellow travelors of truth. While there is no sense to be made, we are deeply cleansing our world to make way for a new expression of being. We must never loose hope and continue to let compassion and love be our guide while we make way for a new world where we can put aside our differences of race, sex, color, creed, cast, that manifests our vision of peace and equality for all. I have personally been moving in and out of sadness by the killings, Chadwick Boseman’s passing while watching his countless movies and all of the other tragedies we are all dealing with. Although he lived a short life, he lived it fully and left a mark on all humanity and he is a hero. Heaven holds our hearts even when we can’t see it or may have lost all hope. Hang in there and keep the faith.
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Memories of once before as flames turn all to ashes
Picture books, diaries, treasures, going up in flames
Burning a whole in my heart, in their heart and yours
We hold on and embrace this moment
Where love creates closeness and staves off sorrow
And yet may never be again
Starting over, in the rubble
And our amazing fire fighters putting out the flames.
Fire in the distance,
Vivid colors lighting up the sky, igniting sparks,
Burning a whole in my heart, your heart, all hearts.
The beauty unspeakable yet sad as the fire hangs in the air and warms us
through the night.
Grateful and thankful as we return and embrace
Fire of The Heart and Sky
kids tucked in
The night quiet
OMG what a night.
The Waddell Creek Fire happened Sunday night and these pictures were captured by our family friend Teddy Miller. It was burning directly over hwy 1 in California. Luckily no commumities were threatened. Teddy captures wild life pictures in a moments notice and stops at nothing to get them. His work is captivating, colorful and enriches your heart when you see it. He lives in Davenport, Ca with his wife and new baby boy. You can find his work at http://www.teddymillerphotography.com
You might also remember hearing about the Lake County Fires in California which were devastating. That is where we were at the lake house last weekend where I shared pictures of our family weekend. We are blessed we were not affected by them but know many who were.
Stay Safe out there and Stay Strong!
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