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Belinda’s Dream – Our backyard… pre-treatment 
I know, I know, I talk about roses A LOT! But I just can’t help it! I LOVE them!
What am I noticing these days? ROSES – they are *EXPLODING* in our backyard, they are FULL of the goodness of all that is divine, and I feel like this rose energy is within me, too.
On another post, I believe I shared about planting a ton of roses a couple of years ago. I began dreaming about them nearly every night for weeks. I found myself in front of roses in all sorts of ways. Oprah had a show about HER rose garden. I picked up a magazine, and there they were. I closed my eyes to meditate, and the roses would appear in my meditations. Some part of me was asking for the energy vibration of these beautiful creatures. I literally couldn’t ignore them.
We trekked to the Rose Capital of the world, which luckily for us, is only about an hour and a half away. After talking to the owner of Chamblees Nursery in Tyler, Texas, he fixed us up with a new breed of thornless rose called a Jefferson Rose (called that because he found this little gem underneath an Oak tree in Jefferson, Texas. These beauties grow EVERYWHERE – even under an oak tree in the shade). This bush type rose blooms from March through November with these luscious tiny tea cup white roses (yes, these are the ones I saw in my dreams).
We planted them along the fence that borders our pool area and, now, just two years later, they are HUGE! As we pulled into our yard last night and I saw them sparkling in the dark, I felt so happy, happy, happy. The energy of the rose is unmistakable … soft, gentle, yet powerful, rolling, healing.
We also have some other rose bushes – Belinda’s Dream (see photo above), which are pink roses with these luscious layers and layers of petals. They look like a fluffy rose, and then we have some ‘unknown’ varieties that we bought by the side of the road because we ‘loved’ the colors. Like, seriously, we were driving BY, and they REACHED OUT and said COME BACK…Chance saw the first one and I heard the next one… and the one I heard is now in the back of our fence, it has grown two feet by two feet, and the blooms are SIX INCHES WIDE on these gorgeous long-stem roses. What color? Of course, PINK, as I believe the only one who loves pink more than Elle Woods (Legally Blonde) is ME! 
They come out this HOT, SHOCKING PINK color and then, they turn light shell pink (see below)…it’s like getting TWO ROSES in one!
The Elle Woods Rose – I just named it that!
I hope you are loving something as much as I’m loving the gift of these beautiful roses! They sing to me, they speak to my soul, and they make life so, so, so sweet.
Happy Earth Day – Again!
When I was little, my mom would pack my brother and me up and head to the movies. It wasn’t every week for this single mom, but it was at least a couple of times per month.
My mom says raising me was like trying to parent a little old lady. I totally can relate as parenting Chance – even from the time he was so little – was like being in the room with a little old man. That said, one day my mom took us to see A Star is Born, and right in the middle of some love scene, I leaned over and said, “Mom, this isn’t an appropriate movie for kids to see.” I was just eight at the time.
Now, looking back, I can see how she could be torn between reaching out for a taste of magic and being hit right in the face of being the 28-year old single mother of two children. I could sense the difference in my mother after the movie, though. She seemed lighter, happier, reset in some sort of very good way.
It would be many years later that I would begin to know what my mother found in the movies. I can remember vividly going to the movies to find that ‘feeling’ of ‘total possibility.’ I would pay my $3.25 and practically run into the movie to drink in all the feelings of ‘yes, this too is possible for you.’ I even wrote reviews for my school newspaper in 8th grade. Describing the fine points of each movie in almost excruciating detail, loving the movies so very much.
In my mid 20s, I went to see a movie…some chick flick I can’t even recall. I remember feeling so depressed. Where was my magical feeling of ‘anything is possible?’ Where did it go? At the time, I was married to my first husband and we would pick apart the story lines. This didn’t make sense, and who could even BELIEVE that plot? I would talk to my mother about movies and she would say, “Geez, Tina, can’t you just go to a movie and WATCH it? Does a movie have to be so complicated?” I didn’t tie two and two together (my feeling of depression to being overly analytical) until many, many years later.
Her simple nature was bumping up against my big brain – the intellectual side of me that is quick, keen on seeing patterns, strategic for sure, and hungry for a challenge. The truth was, my life had lost its magic and its challenge. I was bored on many levels, and everything reflected it – including the movies.
Jet forward nearly 15 years (don’t you love hindsight?) and about eight months ago, as I laid in bed half meditating and half wondering about things. I wondered…where is the magic of the movies I had when I was a kid? I so want to feel that feeling again. I began to notice how I felt when I would watch a movie. The anticipation of the delicious nature of it, the enthusiasm for the feelings I would get from it, and ultimately whether or not these matched up with what actually happened. Little by little, I could feel the magic coming back. For one, I reached more and more for movies that make me laugh. For silly, ‘not thinking’ kind of movies, and those about romance. I’ll share more about what guidance I also received about capturing the magic in another post.
The result is that I’ve been in my spirit a majority of the time, and I am happy to say that I just got back from seeing Monsters VS. Aliens and that feeling is BACK! I laughed so easily at the jokes – even the jokes in the previews for upcoming movies – and that delicious feeling of magic enveloped me. At various moments I had thoughts of the people who created this movies and how much work they must have done, but how proud they must be. And another of how grateful I am for this amazing feeling of being uplifted!
As we got up to leave, I realized that it is like the book Polar Express … the magic doesn’t leave us, we leave the magic. The magic is always there – the connection to that feeling is always calling to us, always asking us to come home – because that magic is who we really are. When we are apart from that magic, we are disconnected from that love, that magical sense of possibility. And, that is why movies are a great reminder of what is possible…even outside the movies.
Oh, and mom…I’m not over-thinking the simplistic plot, the formulaic monsters (taken from old favorites from the fifties), the reference points to other alien-type movies put out by Spielberg (Close Encounters of the Third Kind), and the improbability of monsters captured by the U.S. Government being set free. Nope…I’m just staying with the magic. And it feels GREAT!
