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Pet A Cat

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Well you know how Abraham encourages us to chill out and pet a cat?  I don’t know if it’s my hearing or what but I get slightly confused.  Somehow I think they are actually saying chill out and ‘get’ a cat.  After all they sound the same, it’s only one consonant difference, right?  :)

So now meet the new addition to our family – Allie.  Isn’t she adoreable?!  She’s pure white with blue eyes.  Here she is sleeping in the bed that Kayla, my youngest has made for her.

Right now she’s resting in a room separate from all the other animals that I’ve gotten, since I’ve done quite a bit of chillin’ and gettin’.  :)  Soon she will meet the rest of her new family.

Meanwhile when she wakes up, we’ve got little ribbons tied and dangling for her to play with.  Welcome to your new home Allie – sleep tight.  All is well.

Love, Bethie

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I got in the car with Kayla, my youngest daughter today.  Our cats were living the indignity of eating dog food, it was time for a trip to the store!  To our right was sun and to our left was rain.  I said to Kayla, today is a great day for rainbows and at that very moment I turned my head to the left and what did I see, not one but TWO rainbows and I could see one of them from end to end.  I’ve seen rainbows a couple of times out here max and to have it happen today just after I re-found my alignment on a subject so dear to me was very beautiful to witness.

Anything is possible.  It’s always been that way.  I had a brief time where I had forgotten that I live in a Universe that provides completely and totally.  Now I remember.

Love, Bethie

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kgibran3Kahlil Gibran was a Lebanese-American artist, poet, writer, philosopher and theologian. He is said to be the third-bestselling poet in history after William Shakespeare and Laozi.  This is one of his most renowned writings on children.  Today it takes on even new meaning for me in my life.  Enjoy…

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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