A summer in the mountains, a walk on the water, A climb from the valley to the peak, to the flowing river. And a Brave little stray kitten who showed me the way.
What a nice write up, it is very touching, and the poem, I am not a poetry person actually, but it was easy to understand. I really like how you described your experience comparing it to a river and a tributary.
Glad to see you back Karafree with such a beautiful post describing your lovely experience with River. A lesson we could all learn from about how life is a river that we flow along with or go against, or where it's going (to the sea called Eternity...)
Thank you for reading Rosemary. My heart goes out to you... grief is that remembering of something loved but no longer present. I know that feeling. Every time I look out my door and see River's bed.. I haven't been able to remove it yet. It is the loss of a "pattern" we grew to love, that became a part of our everyday life. It is really hard. big HUG to you!! Everyday, I just say out loud, and from in my heart, when I look at the bush that he used to jump out from and surprise me....I love you River... I hope he can hear me!
River looked very much like my Pierro. He was an indoor kitty and I loved him so much. He died way too soon. I do call out to him and tell him I love him.
Weeping into my coffee over here, I'm feeling all of this into every cell, like an echo of you.
Kara, my dear kindred sister, this is so, so beautiful. A perfect tribute to River. The pain you experienced is now a poetic elixir of wisdom and of remembering....
Hi There Anomalous Anonymous! good to hear from you and thank you about the painting. My friends got married in that chapel.. that was my wedding gift. It took me 2 years to paint... because I was afraid to paint the mts... LOL. Thank you for your comment!
Thank you Kara, this came at the very moment I am going through so much with my 3 dogs, dozens of cats and 27 goats. I have loved so many cats in my life only to see them disappear, without a trace. They have taught me so much and their love is unconditional. I want to protect them all, but living on the very edge of wilderness, makes the a part of the food chain out here.
It hurst every time, but I cherish the short time we have together and tell them I love them many times each day
Looks like you found the River I made this song about 35 years ago when I wrote it:
I wrote this song near Moctezuma Peak in Southern Colorado and the image for the song is a few minutes before I crossed The Rocky Mountain divide on Horseback, which was at a time when I was crossing the divide in my own life, leaving the programmed xtian me for the new free me, who could see the symbolic Nature of the True Christ within all of us and dedicate my life to finding the truth in all things, for Christ told us, "the truth sets us free" and I know that to the core of my soul now.
Hi Calen, you've been on my mind many times this summer! You and I seem to walk similar paths. Doing the deep dives reconnect with the truth, that some try to hide. We both KNOW that Nature always shows us, sitting in the quite of the forest, resting in the shade by the river the breeze whispers, the genuine love we feel from our animal friends. And yes, I know too well that caregiver desire to protect the innocent, to care for the sweet little ones...this was part of my experience this summer, Loving without needing to control. Let's talk soon! thanks for sharing your music, I will check them out soon... it's early morning here.
WOW! I admit that this story did make me shed a couple of tears.
The inner experience you felt on your walk this summer is stunningly beautiful. It is your honesty and unabashfull sincerety to share your private spiritual experience that makes your writing so captivating.
Ok you are a man with a deep heart, and in tune with your feelings! And a hard walk in this life! I appreciate you! You are an artist too... I've seen your work, your skill. HUGS!
What a nice write up, it is very touching, and the poem, I am not a poetry person actually, but it was easy to understand. I really like how you described your experience comparing it to a river and a tributary.
Thank you my dear friend!!! I am not a poetry person either, but I guess the whole experience just seemed to flow out of me poetically!
Glad to see you back Karafree with such a beautiful post describing your lovely experience with River. A lesson we could all learn from about how life is a river that we flow along with or go against, or where it's going (to the sea called Eternity...)
Thank you Victory Palace! yes the river is a living metaphor!! Hope you are doing well!
Whoa, this amazing. The beautiful yet powerful experience with River, the painting... all of it.
Thank you so much for sharing this... ☺️
I so appreciate you coming by Stone. Thank you so much for your validating comment!
You are brave. I think I used to be brave.
I adore your painting, it is really beautiful.
Thank you for writing this all out. I loved it but it made me sad and longing for
so many things in the past.
Thank you for reading Rosemary. My heart goes out to you... grief is that remembering of something loved but no longer present. I know that feeling. Every time I look out my door and see River's bed.. I haven't been able to remove it yet. It is the loss of a "pattern" we grew to love, that became a part of our everyday life. It is really hard. big HUG to you!! Everyday, I just say out loud, and from in my heart, when I look at the bush that he used to jump out from and surprise me....I love you River... I hope he can hear me!
River looked very much like my Pierro. He was an indoor kitty and I loved him so much. He died way too soon. I do call out to him and tell him I love him.
You are really very brave. I am not there yet.
So sweet Rosemary.. And even harder when they leave way too soon😌
Weeping into my coffee over here, I'm feeling all of this into every cell, like an echo of you.
Kara, my dear kindred sister, this is so, so beautiful. A perfect tribute to River. The pain you experienced is now a poetic elixir of wisdom and of remembering....
So much love to you and to River. 💙💙💙
"River came not to stay,
but to remind me of what never leaves.
He was the tributary
to my river.
And though his form has dissolved,
he has sanctuary in my heart
My grief is not weakness
It is the last ripple of his teaching.
Let it flow. Like the River."
big Heart hug! back to you my lovely friend! thank you for being there, for being a good listener!
Love the painting! It nearly looks like a photo.
And a touching heartfelt story of River as well.
Welcome back and thank you for sharing Kara! 🙏💖
Hi There Anomalous Anonymous! good to hear from you and thank you about the painting. My friends got married in that chapel.. that was my wedding gift. It took me 2 years to paint... because I was afraid to paint the mts... LOL. Thank you for your comment!
What a lovely gift
Kara! You are very
welcome.
Beautiful story, Kara
thank you James!! thanks for reading!
Thank you Kara, this came at the very moment I am going through so much with my 3 dogs, dozens of cats and 27 goats. I have loved so many cats in my life only to see them disappear, without a trace. They have taught me so much and their love is unconditional. I want to protect them all, but living on the very edge of wilderness, makes the a part of the food chain out here.
It hurst every time, but I cherish the short time we have together and tell them I love them many times each day
Looks like you found the River I made this song about 35 years ago when I wrote it:
https://odysee.com/@Calentannerlightheart:8/if-i-find-a-river-by-robert-otey:d
The Rock Ballad version:
https://odysee.com/@Calentannerlightheart:8/crooked-trail-by-robert-otey:1
I wrote this song near Moctezuma Peak in Southern Colorado and the image for the song is a few minutes before I crossed The Rocky Mountain divide on Horseback, which was at a time when I was crossing the divide in my own life, leaving the programmed xtian me for the new free me, who could see the symbolic Nature of the True Christ within all of us and dedicate my life to finding the truth in all things, for Christ told us, "the truth sets us free" and I know that to the core of my soul now.
Many Blessing and Much Love!
Hi Calen, you've been on my mind many times this summer! You and I seem to walk similar paths. Doing the deep dives reconnect with the truth, that some try to hide. We both KNOW that Nature always shows us, sitting in the quite of the forest, resting in the shade by the river the breeze whispers, the genuine love we feel from our animal friends. And yes, I know too well that caregiver desire to protect the innocent, to care for the sweet little ones...this was part of my experience this summer, Loving without needing to control. Let's talk soon! thanks for sharing your music, I will check them out soon... it's early morning here.
WOW! I admit that this story did make me shed a couple of tears.
The inner experience you felt on your walk this summer is stunningly beautiful. It is your honesty and unabashfull sincerety to share your private spiritual experience that makes your writing so captivating.
Thank you Kara. You are a poet.
Ok you are a man with a deep heart, and in tune with your feelings! And a hard walk in this life! I appreciate you! You are an artist too... I've seen your work, your skill. HUGS!
I appreciate your compliment.
Thank you.
I love all your Beautiful paintings.
Hugs back to you my friend.
Thank you!
Thank s for the compliment. I for to say that I really love your paintings! How do you do that? Simply amazing!
A warm HUG from me to you ( )
I don't know..it just comes thru. This last painting took two years because I didn't have any confidence in doing it
beautiful, you are the “stray” human that River found 😻
Thank you Kitten!!! There are many of us now, waking up!! Including you!!!