Ambassadors of peace, love, kindness, and patience. Because I know the way I view others affects me in my interactions with them, I focus on the peace and presence of God in each person I meet. My thoughts, words, and actions reflect the love of God within.
In meditation, I center my thoughts on peace. I move consciously toward being a peaceful presence in the world as I fully embrace this divine power.
I may not be in a position of worldly power, but I have the power of love within me. Love is uplifting. Love fosters harmony and peace. I am an ambassador of peace, making a difference in the world through conscious acts of love-kindness.
A good friend and our Beliefnet sister Cathy aka cdkelley who started a thread about the loss of a child in Grief Support in honor of her son David, passed over last week-end and is finally able to hold her son again. Cathy was playing bingo when she suddenly passed away. Cathy's service is Nov. 9, 2013 in CA.
So in loving memory of cdkelley may she rest in peace in the arms of God and angels above with her son David. May she know and feel the love from many of her friends and family and all her Beliefnet family. She will be missed by all of us yet will always live in our hearts.
In celebration of my husband and my 35th anniversary our daughter wrote the following on Facebook. We married two days in a row and double our anniversaries every year.
"The story from one of their kids: I am #3 of 4 kids. My mother and father- a couple of beautiful, peace-loving, weekend-hippies, had been married 10 years in 1977. My older sister was 10 years-old, my older brother was almost 3, and me, I was still baking in my mama's oven. Late one night in November of that year, after a social function, my father fell asleep at the wheel and was instantly killed in a car accident just a mile or so from our home. It was the worst knock on the door my mother could have ever imagined. Young, widowed, and expecting me #3, she knew she had to move forward, in courage and strength for her children. I was born four months later on what would have been their 11th wedding anniversary. I became the last gift my father ever gave her. The night I arrived, many friends gathered around my mom at the hospital...including a new friend of a close friend, all who came to wish her and us children well. Sadly, tragedy occurred again a month later when that close friend also died in a car accident. The new friend was a Vietnam Vet, a songwriting guitar-player, and a hell-raiser, 10-feet tall and bullet-proof. He too had known hard times and understood my mother's pain and grief. From their losses, bonds grew and within months a unexpected love blossomed. Oh sure, there were naysayers...that time hadn't healed her, that things were moving too fast, that these two surely didn't know what they were getting into. However, they found that they needed each other...and that this family could grow to become something new, something that could refill what life had taken away from each of them. For her, a chance to start again...for him, a chance to be a family man...and for both of them, a chance to let go of their pains and choose love rather than fear. I was 8 months old, when they got married- not once, but twice.. Nine months and three weeks following the honeymoon, together they had my little sister, #4. And in short order, we became an unplanned and blended family of 6...the only family I have ever known, with a little sister and daddy that are every bit a part of me. And so 35 years later, on this my folks "69th" anniversary...I wish y'all love and thank you for teaching me to find beauty from the pain, to face my fears, to believe in possibilities and to embrace the magic of unconditional love. We'll wish you a happy 70th anniversary tomorrow. It's a spark, then a flame, that can become a roaring fire and bring great light back into the darkness....you just have to look for the spark and be courageous enough to fan the flame. ♥" by Jamaica
My daughter Sara Jamaica tells her story for the Story Corps which will go to the Library of Congress. She and her husband lost their home, out buildings and 7 acres of forest last fall in the Bastrop Complex Fire in TX.