Love takes its time. Love never has to rush because love has no fear. Compassion, kindness, forgiveness. These are all attributes of love. They are the details. With no fear present, the only point to exist is to revel in love. Revelation. The acceptance of what is. No anger or rejection. Behavior to describe love would be a constant flow of kindness, compassion, understanding, to be there for another through love. No matter what. This would not drain you. Because it’s free-flowing and you don’t have to resist, tighten up, or exert yourself to let the love just come through. Judgment is the false logic of the proof of love. Judgment is the opposite of love.
The secret to a happy life? Many institutions and gurus and professionals have an opinion about what the answers are to keep on smiling. I think it’s a combination of sorts, personally. Not one thing or one way will give you a happy life. Staying in the present moment is a great practice. But what if your present moment is shitty. Then what? Acceptance rather then rejection helps take the fight and intensity of the moment down a notch. But what if that ache is still there? Then what? One of the constants in my life that continues to help me is exercise. Endorphins chemically help my brain naturally, and the circulation of blood flow makes my body feel good. The mind relaxes and spirit can move more freely with the breath dancing within.
Now if you’ve tried all these things and still there is pain, of course talking to a professional who knows what they are doing is always a wise approach. Getting support from people who love you that exude positive energy can help too. Most of us need a (healthy) tribe to survive, to have the help to lift us up when we’re down, and in turn be there for them fulfilling our duty to serve others which can be one of the biggest boosts to maintain a happy life.
And last but not least, life is full of ups and downs. The duality on this earthly plane is the reality we live in. Sometimes all we can do is cry it out to get us through the pain and on to the other side. There’s going to be hard times, so embracing the dark when it happens can lead us back to the light. So what’s the secret? I believe it’s balance. Embracing, letting go, moving forward. Enjoying when it’s time to enjoy and being present with the yucky stuff, too. Balancing friends with me time, giving to your family and giving to yourself. Giving love and receiving love. That is my wisdom for the day.
I hope this helps you. I love to see people happy. And when they’re sad, my hope is it’s embraced so moving forward can happen sooner than later. I know I like being happy for myself, my family and friends, and for the universal collective consciousness to raise the frequency in the world we live in. Much love to you and yours.
It’s a beautiful morning! With Dolores O’Riordan’s passing, I was faced with my own mortality. And by goddess, if I’m not fully living then what is the effin point?! Our lives are so temporary. We quietly think we have forever to do this or that, and before we know it we’re old! As I write this Touch of Grey started playing. I will get by Jerry, you’re right. Until I’m buried 6 feet under. I’m a spiritual person. But that does not mean that I don’t feel the impermanence of this life. Every sunrise, every smile, every laugh, I will observe and drink down into my soul. This is it guys. Enjoy it now. Enough of the whining and complaining. That’s a waste of your precious words and time and thoughts. To fill up on the moments we have, in front of us, that is what my goal is. I may stray into judgement, ah hell, of course I will. I’m a Virgo! Haha! But the time is now to embrace this life, our loved ones and ourselves. Before it’s lights out for good, turn all your lights on and shine brighter than the sun. It’s our time to shine 🌞
I was shocked to read the news today about Dolores O’Riordan. In high school she was my heroine. She was my inspiration to shave my head and dye it all kinds of colors. I looked to her to help me through one of the most difficult times in my life. My nephew was battling leukemia, he was like my little brother. Sometimes like my son. He and his mom, my older sister, lived with my parents and me. I was a teen who watched horrible things happen to an innocent child that I loved with all of my heart. He was my world. And to get through it, I went to Dolores’ strength in her music. She yelled and yodeled, she whispered and loved. Her melodic voice was like silk and her fiery passion comforted my soul and gave me hope, not to mention her style that showed me a woman can look anyway she wanted to with no fear. I had been to her home country, Ireland, and fell in love with the countryside and the people. I fit in there and it only made sense that my favorite band resided there. When I shaved my head, I’d be walking around campus and peers would start singing Zombie from across the courtyard and I’d smile. She was the soundtrack to my soul and to my innocence that was quickly transitioning. I just heard on the radio last week that she was only 18 when she wrote Linger. And I thought man, when I was 18 all I was doing was listening to her albums over and over again. I’m left here looking back at all these memories feeling heartbroken. It’s true what they say, as you get older time speeds up. She was only 46 years old. I drew this picture of her in 1996, one month before I graduated high school and five months before my nephew passed away. I want to thank her for helping me through such a life changing time for me. She helped me see what a strong woman looked and sounded like. She was tiny in size, but her heart was fierce and her voice… Well just listen to her voice and you tell me. I must get some tissues now. I’m a sopping mess. RIP Dolores. When it’s my time to pass to the other side, I’ll be looking for you to give you a thank you and a hug. You already sounded like a bad ass angel on Earth. The stars shine brighter now that you are among them. Til then ☘️
Remembering the past can be bittersweet. The brain cannot keep memories exactly how they happened. As time goes on, our brain changes and so do our memories. I’m posting a picture of the summery Queen Anne’s Lace to remember that this icey cold weather we’re having will soon be a memory, just like the warm moment I took this picture. Tomorrow today will be gone. I’m very relieved that we will be getting a break from these frigid temps starting tomorrow, but I’m looking at the solutions on how to deal with something uncomfortable that has been here for over two weeks. I love going outside, I love taking Leeloo outside. And when we can’t do this, it forces me to see the truth in me. The truth is, I’m strong enough to deal with the pain. My memories serve this to be true. My present now sits with twiddling thumbs while my heart learns new ways to live happily and my mind finds new doors to open to lead me down a path that is fulfilling. The destination does not matter at this point. It is the journey that’s in front of me that needs special care and attention. Because that is the life we are living. The journey of right now. Whether it is ice cold or humid hot, or just a perfect 70°. Every degree is a lesson to learn, to enjoy, or to suffer. But it passes, it always changes. If we stay present, we will see through the temporary and find what’s real within.
After seeing my photographs on Instagram, my friend suggested to me that I start a blog. I resisted, saying “Well isn’t that basically what Instagram is?” She said to some extent, but to have a blog is breaking free. She didn’t really say “breaking free”, but that’s how I took it since I’ve never been a fan of the word blog, or blogger. So here I am, breaking free from the group and going out on my own writing my own record. Let’s call it a record instead of a blog, ok? Sweet.
I suppose an introduction is in order. My name is J. Moonshine Wise. Yes, Moonshine is my real middle name. No, my parents did not choose it. Although they are indeed hippies, with a side of yuppie. So put that together and you have yippie! (Eh hem, so sometimes I get a little corny. But silliness is what keeps sanity alive.) I digress. I chose Moonshine when changing my name for the second time after divorcing my first husband. The man at the social security office said I could change my middle name to whatever I wanted. Just not to Mickey Mouse. I laughed and said “Ok, I want Moonshine.” Then he laughed. Paused. And said “For real?” I smiled and said “Yup!” However, I didn’t choose Moonshine because I like homemade whiskey. I chose it because when I was standing on my Studio City balcony one warm night, looking up at the dark sky with speckled sparkles and a glowing moon, I realized that is exactly what we all are. Moonshine is a reflection of light from the main Source. The most popular word in America for Source would be God. We are light that is coming from something bigger than we are. Now I do not claim any religion to be my own. I do believe that there is truth to most religions. That truth is Love. Everything else is a man made belief system created for power and control. But there is so much more to living a life full of happiness and fulfillment and it really has nothing to do with either one of those two things.
So now that you know my name, I will give you a little summary of the specifics. I am a mother to a teenager and my spirit animal dog Leeloo, named after the element love in the movie The Fifth Element played by Milla Jovovich. I’m in my second marriage living in Wisconsin. “But wait!” you’re thinking, maybe even aloud if you’re one of those people who talks whether someone is in the room or not. You’re talking to yourself saying “Why is she in Wisconsin when she was in Southern California?!” I know. I’m a little nuts sometime. Corny nuts. I’m from Orange County, CA. I was a single mother before and after my first marriage. I moved to LA because that’s where he worked. Once we split up, I finished my 4 year stay in LA in a 2 bedroom apartment that really felt like home. I was single and free again, ready to recreate myself. I was all up in that Eat, Pray, Love shit. The book of course. Come on, Julia Roberts as Liz Gilbert? I don’t think so.
At this time, my son was 5 years old and once he finished Kindergarten with star studded parents and their kids, I moved back to Orange County. I lived there for 2 years and then met my current husband in Washington state at the Gorge Amphitheater. He is from Wisconsin, and was living in Madison. After a fun weekend seeing Dave Matthews Band and their Caravan, I had said the night before we left at a pool hall filled with my friends that it was sad that I’d never see him again. The next morning we were saying goodbye, and he said as he held me and kept swallowing his spit nervously, “But I don’t want to not see you again”. He missed his flight so he could be with me a little longer and we saw each other at the airport again for one shot of tequila and a little stroll through the airport gift shops. When I said goodbye and got on the plane to head home, I listened to Dave and tears streamed down my smiling face. Luckily my friends were sitting in rows behind me so I could have this emo moment to myself.
I’ve been in Wisconsin for 4 years now. I love taking pictures here, the flowers and landscapes are gorgeous. I paint and just started doing embroidery. I also took up knitting right before I moved here assuming it was a requirement to stay warm. My day job is a certified massage therapist, where I help people Monday through Saturday, so I hope I get to continue this blogging hobby between clients, I mean recording hobby. Naturally. And art. And photos. And puppy cuddles. I have 4 years left here, and then when my son graduates high school I will be looking for another place to call home. Preferably a place where you don’t get excited that it’s in the 30’s because it feels so warm.
I will be talking about spirituality, growth, healing habits, fears, love and relationships (and maybe Netflix shows and books, and some tattoo and or dreadlock talk. Who knows really) on this record while sharing my photography, art and hopefully a little bit of wisdom. My last name, Wise, is my maiden name and requires me to do so every now and then. Hopefully I’m as good of a recorder as I am at replacing words that I don’t like with other words that make me feel good. May I reach you with Spirit and share the light of love with every one of you.
“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
― Mahatma Gandhi