morning rituals

i awake in the morning to the sound of goats outside my window.
i stumble out of bed and make my way to open the front door and the morning floods into my living room.
i step onto the veranda and i am greeted not just by the morning sun,
but also the sound of children preparing for school
and that of families who have been awake and buzzing for hours.

the goats have now migrated to the front yard.
i turn the radio on and the rhythms of jamaica encourage me to open my eyes.
i go to put on my morning coffee,
open the windows,
and before i know it the strong aroma has filled my house and leaked out into the yard.
as i exit, i come face-to-face with asha hanging in my kitchen window.

every morning it's the same...
she meets me at my kitchen window as she stands on the overhang.
she claims the smell of my coffee beckons her to come check me.
we chat about the morning,
the upcoming events of the day,
the night before,
sometimes about nothing important at all.

she attempts to cajole me into heading to school with her.
she always offers to stay behind and wait for me,
but generally she will say,
'later,'
head to school and expect me when i come.
these morning rituals have become a favorite moment of the day.

if i leave early enough,
i catch all the late stragglers heading to school late to avoid devotion.
if i leave late,
it's just the passing of neighbors and goats,
who are no longer phased as i jump over their tied ropes.
i stop to chat with a few of them and most of the time i lose track of the minutes...
'likkle more' i say and with that,
i'm back on my way;
down the mountain and off to school.

as soon as i reach the school yard,
i'm bombarded with 'maanin' teach, wagwaan miss kouns, arait mi boss, ...'
the infant students run to attack me and climb me like a jungle gym,
as i try to make my way to my grade six class,
and so the day begins and a new lesson unfolds itself...

the complete idiots guide to communicating with spirits, rita berkowitz

exchange is a process of giving and receiving.
just as you give your energy to others, you receive energy from others.
the strongest, most positive, most supportive energy is love.
when love thrives in any of it's multiple dimensions, energy blossoms.
love is the foundation of the universe's energy, and it's power is very real.
when you feel happy and good in the presence of someone else, you're drawing from an energy based in love.
it is this energy base, the energy of love, that heals.
when you feel it, you know it.
it recharges and replenishes you.
it restores your sense of well-being and happiness.
it makes you whole and unites all parts of your being.

'the complete idiots guide to communicating with spirits', rita berkowitz.

moving words from a friend

"i am not sure i ever told you that that afternoon i spoke with you was the first time i communicated so clearly with somebody's spirit and experience. it was something of inexplicable beauty and power for me, and something i wasn't quite sure , until then, was inside me..."

energy

life is a flowing energy.

we can have a great affect on people, life, the world and the universe with the type of energy we transmit.

in all things, be positive and uplifting...

you never know how it could affect you or others around you.