The sun's blinding rays at the moment (12/31/12) are just a glimpse of 2012's magnificent display of winter's quiet, springtime's blushing budding magic, summer's ultra radiant bloom and autumn's rainbow ballet show. We've used these images to enrich our hopes and dreams this year at Get Over Yourself Please. The backyard's illuminating ways and the sunlight's warmth have given us "the feeling" of hope in what seems to be inevitable chaos. We've shared insights on our own ways to divinity, to the state of happy detachment, while getting over our reactive crazy, haven't we?
We've enjoyed rainfall cocktails with a snap dragon twist never to forget. We could not get enough cherry blossom candy, yellow kissed daffodils and pink peony coolers and still want more! We started the summer with the June bells Parade and ended with the Monarch butterfly dance party, which was the experience of a life time!
We've observed heaven on earth right outside the window. The happy butterfly of a black goldfish, the sad yet delightful cries of October's Blue Jay and our unforgettable Robin's determination and ubiquity. Lastly, I cannot leave out the ringing and chanting of my loving cardinals who bring me closer to god with every song. Let's hear it for the backyard!
- "The birds and flowers give me hope."--Susan Campisi
- Where the birds songs illuminate us, there is light (8/21/12).
- The garden is happy today (7/20/12).
We have thanked our amazing Joseph Campbell (Author of The Power of Myth) for helping us understand that we are in charge of our hearty adventure (in darkness and in light). We have referenced at great length, my favorite Hindu, Deepak Chopra (whose reflections have had positive influence on my behaviors ), our adorable Dalai Lama's Kindness Policy (which is not easy from where he resides) and our determined and radiant Mother Theresa. She says, "Keep loving and then keep loving more."
On a dimmer note, we have re-addressed the missing girls of India (WTF), the genocide taking place in Darfur that George Clooney is determined to repair by going after the money that is funding this fucking horror show. We've expressed our disappointment on Women's Rights prior to this election and continually reiterate our disbelief with the US involvement in Afghanistan, Pakistan and Iraq. Lastly, we have discussed the audacity of fracking which is another charade concerning our country's love with affair with money, never mind oil.
We have thanked NPR (National Public Radio) for a fresh perspective. We have honored our environmental hero, the Oyster. We've saluted our Military Dogs and donated to Give2The Troops. We have advertised the benefits of Recycle.com. We have celebrated the abolitionist President Abraham Lincoln, the game changer Steve Jobs, the life coach giant, Tony Robbins and lastly our beloved naturalist, John Muir a pioneer on preservation of all things green and dear to us.
We have learned that others' happiness is a driving force in human nature and that doing what is asked of us (no matter what) can build monumental trust with those we admire. We have made it clear that respect is a gift like no other, we have discussed in length the ways to finding our bliss by letting go. We have always said that attaching to others actions is an unproductive use of time (during my very first speaking engagement No Ego Tonight on 11/13/12) and agree that I am what you say I am today, which is bad ass, don't you think? We addressed the irony of accepting apologies without forgiveness, and best of all --the topic of sincerity. If we are not sincere, then there is not point to anything--at all, right?
- My ego failed me today, but tomorrow will be better (9/3/12).
- How did your reactive crazy behavior navigate you today? Oh dear.
- "I am what you say I am today."--unknown tweet of 2011
- How is your sincerity working for you today?
As the solstice got its blaze on and early summer got its golden on, we endured a very desperate loss of our family member, baby lamb Samantha Boyle (28 years old), a SF friend from the past, David L. Stone (49 years old) and Super Storm Sandy, that I still do not have the worlds to describe.
- How will we illuminate the world today?
Love and Sincerely,