(c) Cal   June 14th 2012

June 12th 2012

It is a warm beautiful spring morning. The temperature hovers around seventy-two degrees. There is a slight breeze blowing. I’m sitting on our wood and cast iron front porch swing. It’s close to 11.00 a.m. as I look out into the neighborhood viewing the trees, the birds and houses on our street in Allen Park MI. I’m drinking my coffee and meditating by contemplating spiritual principles. This form of prayer while communing with nature and the divinity in everything that is, always brings peace to me.

As I reflect on the phrase I believe in God, a bird or two fly’s by, occasionally one lands near me.  A small white butterfly flutters by, taking me back to those summer days during my childhood when things were so peaceful, innocent and right. Reminiscing, I wonder if there are any Monarch butterfly’s around. I haven’t seen one yet. You see; I have been living here for only one month to date.

I dwell on the magnificent Monarch butterfly. After a few moments pass, I am consumed with the pure love and peace of God. It’s not very often I experience enlightenment, but today for just these few moments I feel true bliss. Everything is absolutely wonderful and pure, charged with the HIS omnipresence, feeling God totally absorbed in my being and in everything that is.

Suddenly, from out of no-where, a Monarch butterfly appears, flying right in front of me. He circles around the front yard a few times. I watch him fly majestically, and proudly. He fly’s off across the street bobbing up and down in the wind. My butterfly then slowly disappears into the trees. I know I am very very blessed.

I pick up my copy of THE PERENNIAL PHILOSOPHY by Aldous Huxley I had placed on the bench earlier and read for about an hour and a half. When I’ve finished my reading, I gaze into the street again enjoying the view, the day and my most wonderful experience.

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Picture #2-   ~ Cal’s kindergarten crayon drawing of two Monarch butterflies circa 1955/1956 ~

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A Day Filled With Tiny Blessings

(c) Cal   March 18th 2012′


Sunday March 11th 2012

I had two items listed for sale in our church paper. A heavy duty rain suit and a cable style gun lock. Because a couple of months have passed, and the items were not selling, I had the ads removed from the paper. I also had several items on craigslist for sale, of which many were not selling. So, I deleted two of my posts advertising jewelry. My plan was to donate the jewelry to our local St. Vincent De’ Paul’s resale shop.

Later in the day I received a call from a man who wished to purchase that rain suit advertised in the church paper; you see, my ad was still in the paper at that time. He came by and bought my rain suit for the asking price of ten dollars. Wow! I thought to myself. Was my intention to help others- by donating my jewelry- rewarded by this surprise sale of my rain suit?

Well, my story does not end here. The following Saturday was an unusually warm winter day. The temperature reached the seventies. The sun was shining, the birds chirping. I felt very peaceful and happy. Being such a wonderful day, I decided to drive to that St. Vincent De’ Paul’s thrift store to donate my jewelry.

I must now add some information that will help explain my experiences. For approximately fifteen years I took several different health supplements. Because of my financial situation, I couldn’t afford to buy them for some time. Now that I have a bit of income, a month ago I purchased Barley Life; a powdered form of young barley plants. Just last Friday, I ordered one bottle of KM; the essence of 14 herbs in liquid form. In the past, I used an old shot glass to pour the KM into. The shot glass was the perfect size for my daily dose. Unfortunately, about a year ago, I found my old shot glass broken while rummaging through my kitchen items in storage. After searching many resale shops, I could not find “any shot glasses” for sale.

Also, during my expediting days over the road, while in a Virginia Beach souvenir shop, I heard Avril Lavigne’s hit song COMPLICATED over the sound system. The music sounded awesome. It reached deep inside my mind, my body and soul, filling me with total peace and joy. These sensations I knew were of a spiritual and divine nature. I experience these same feelings from time to time, when hearing music- particularly on nice days and in stores- and have labeled this as, THE MUSIC.

Here is where I received a second surprise. I went into that St. Vincent De’ Paul’s store. I donated my jewelry at the front counter. As I headed to the glassware section I heard music from the store’s speaker system; that awesome feeling came over me again. THE MUSIC filled me with love, peace and joy. After briefly viewing a few high ball glasses, and while scanning over the row of bric-a-brac, my eyes zoomed in on one lone item sitting on the shelf; I found that old “shot glass” I was searching for. It was a collectable, and in near perfect condition. It was the only “shot glass” in the store.

One may speculate that these events were only coincidences. And that I may be over emotional, and a bit eccentric. But I truly believe that the little blessings in life are worth their weight in gold sometimes. And, that giving brings wealth to all; and receiving is a product of charitable works. THE MUSIC is no illusion; like everything else in this world, are divine works of God.

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