Chasing Rainbows

Wonderful rainbow over the sea

With Thanksgiving approaching here in the US, my mind has wandered back to Thanksgivings of the past. The one that stands out for me is the year my daughter and I decided to take our 35ft cabin cruiser across the sound from Seattle to dock in Poulsbo for the long weekend. Since the galley had a fully equipped kitchen, albeit a small one, we decided to cook a turkey onboard with all the trimmings.

Unfortunately, a storm blew in for the weekend. Despite the whipping wind, pummeling rain, and whitecaps, we carried our bags of groceries down the long dock onto the boat. It didn’t matter that we got soaked. After all, this is the Pacific Northwest where as residents we realized long ago, rain doesn’t melt us. Northwesterners tarry forth with whatever plans we have despite the weather.

We tossed the lines and made our way across the Sound, bouncing from one wave to the next. When we approached the docks we realized we were not the only ones with this idea and the weather didn’t seem to deter the boaters who had already filled most of the guest slips. I’ll never forget navigating into a narrow slip between a trawler and a float plane, ducking my head under the wing as the wind caught us tipping us sideways. Help appeared from all directions to catch our lines as we thew them to fellow boaters who tied us securely to the cleats with a cheer.

Needless to say, we spent the rest of the weekend at the dock, exploring the town in our raincoats rather than exploring some of the nooks and crannies of the nearby coves as we had originally intended. The turkey dinner was delicious despite the weather and we dined on lots of leftovers for the rest of the weekend.

About an hour before we intended to depart for home, the skies cleared and the trip back across the sound promised to be less eventful then the trip over had been. As we navigated out of Agate Pass around the top end of Bainbridge Island a rainbow appeared dipping it’s end rays into the water directly in front of our path. In the past I’ve had occasion to chase the end of rainbows but they always became elusive, either disappearing or moving ahead of me like a sneaky rabbit dodging ahead in the grass. Never had I passed through the end of a rainbow, but indeed that’s exactly what we did. We didn’t find a pot of gold, but I whooped with glee at the experience of it!

That led me to remembering other boating trips with my daughter when we spent two week stints in the San Juan Islands anchoring in quiet coves, scuba diving, exploring some of the coastal towns, and cooking fresh crab or salmon on the deck. These were sweet memories.

Then my daughter got married, moved away and I lost my co-captain. There are times I miss the close mother daughter connection we had during those adventures. But times change, we change, circumstances change. That’s the way of life and I would not want it to remain stagnant. And yet there have been times I have yearned to return to these times and relive them.

But today, as I was quietly reminiscing I realized these memories will always be with me. I can recall them any time I choose. There is nothing lost. It’s only when we yearn for times gone by, wishing they remain as our present, that they become anchors halting any future adventures. New adventures, different adventures. It’s in yearning that we lose the magic of the moments we’ve experienced.

There is a sweetness to being able to savor these memories without regret by realizing the fullness of life rather than wishing for what we once had by chasing rainbows that continue to elude us. Instead, we get to pass through the rainbows with a whoop of glee and carry the joy with us throughout eternity.

So as you approach this holiday season, I invite you to be fully present in this moment, rather than yearning for years gone by, or people who are no longer with us. I invite you to offer gratitude and savor the rainbows you have passed through, allowing them to fill you will joy.
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~Sharon Lyn Shepard~
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2014 ~ The End of an Old Reality

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As the year 2014 draws it’s final curtain, I find myself overwhelmed with tears of Gratitude for a year well-lived, a year that has evolved beyond anything my human self could have orchestrated.

I have never felt more Gratitude than I have this past year. And yet, I have nothing to show for it. I have done nothing that warrants success according the the world’s standards. When people ask me what I’ve been doing, I’m speechless because I have no words of explanation.

But when I take a breath and pause, the corners of my mouth automatically curl into a sweet smile of contentment. And isn’t that what the hustle and bustle of the world is all about? Isn’t contentment at the root of what everyone is trying to achieve? And yet… there is so way to achieve it. Contentment can only be experienced. If contentment is what humanity considers success, then it’s been a successful year for me.

Many years ago I tossed out the requisite new year’s resolutions. I replaced the need to make corrections in my life (i.e. resolutions) with the desire to live my heart’s dreams. At first these desires had material substance, like recording a new music CD. Over time I realized these material things were simply an expression of my GodSelf and it wasn’t the manifestation that fueled me. It was the Realization of my GodSelf.

It was then that my new year’s desires expanded beyond my human perception because my unconscious yearning has always been to know and embody my GodSelf in this amazing physical body.

This past year I made the ultimate commitment to my GodSelf. I made the leap. I jumped ship and left the old world behind to sort itself out in whatever way it needs to. I’ve realized that we each have our own soul journey and we need to respect that in each other and for the collective consciousness.

As a result of my commitment, I’ve experienced the most remarkable inner journey, going ever deeper and opening to an ever expanding Consciousness. Once again, I’ve gone beyond my human perception. Not only have I embodied my GodSelf, there is no separation between the two. There never has been. We, as a human race are finally beginning to remember Who We Are. WE are walking this planet as Divine Humans on a New Earth that WE are creating.

This year, I’m celebrating more than a new year.
I’m celebrating a New Reality as a Divine Human!!!
~Sharon Lyn Shepard ~

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Tribute to the Beautiful Hearts of Men

Are men and women really wired so differently? I’d have to concur that the cave man and cave woman’s instincts were significantly different for the sake of survival. But the key word here is “were”. We as a species have evolved. We have become enlightened. As a result, we are weaving our differences into a beautiful shimmering tapestry of Amour.

Over the past two days I have been challenged to remain centered in my heart because of some comments I took personally. As a result I withdrew because I was not willing to engage without being centered in my heart. So I called out to the Universe for assistance. Within hours two beautiful heart-centered men came to my aid by offering their comments from their gentle hearts. That was enough to shift my energy right back into the juicy center of my Love-filled heart. Only then was I willing to reengage.

Mind you, it wasn’t the women, whom we always assume the attribute of loving peacekeepers, that shifted this energy. It was two men. And yes, it took two of them to do the job for me. I was that far gone. When I’m this deeply triggered, I know there’s something big for me to learn. And thanks to my two brothers, I learned it and embodied it!

Te and Nicky, you are my knights in shining armor. Not as protectors but as way-showers of the gentle use of power, the power of the heart. You are “knights in shining amour”, shining examples of men who have stepped into their hearts to play joyfully in the playground of Life. I revel in learning, evolving and expanding in the dance of the Universe with both of you. Sweet juicy gratitude to you, my brothers of Amour.