In the arms of an Angel

For you, my Beloved…You’re in the arms of the Angels now. May you rest in Peace.

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There’s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference, escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of an Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here
You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

~ Sarah McLachlan

My Uncle Ted

 

My Uncle Ted - Laughing it up with the Boys!

Uncle Ted – Laughing it up with the Boys!     

 

What is it about a Human Life that can inspire, spread joy and laughter, and influence another?  What kind of energetic vibration are they sending out to the Universe to attract those closest to them?  This photograph of my Uncle Ted was taken in his mid-life, laughing it up with the boys. Not a woman in sight….just a fistful of boys having fun!  A few drinks close by and Uncle Ted’s jokes would surely light up the room, along with a bit of rum!  Bootleg and Puerto Rican rum were his favorites.

I hardly knew my Uncle Ted.  Although he was often present in my youth at our family gatherings during the holidays at Aunt Helen’s home, he would soon disappear from the scene.  Off to sea again!

Ted loved his freedom, and he loved the ocean and his tug boats.  From the Islands of the Bahamas and the Caribbean, to Puerto Rico and the U.S., he loved traveling at sea.   This was his first love and passion.  Why tugboats of all things?  I’ll never know, but something about this excited him beyond measure.  He loved his freedom and adventures at sea.  His second biggest love was Timmy, the beautiful, curly haired baby boy he adopted from Aunt Helen.  From the arms of Uncle Ted, to the arms of Uncle Sandy, and to the arms of my Father, Dusty, I’m not sure who adored Timmy more. Everyone wanted to hold him!  I have a very clear memory of my Father holding Timmy in his arms as a baby boy and laughing so hard while they played that he cried!  It made me cry too with tears of joy and laughter!

But it was Ted’s Tugboats and his passion for being on the water that was his driving force.  He loved it, just as much as Uncle Sandy loved the Coast Guard, and Dusty loved the Merchant Marines. They all loved the Ocean and Ships!  These three brothers were all about the sea and the unknown mysteries and adventures that lie ahead of them. Their union as brothers was inseparable.  But it was the sea that was their driving force of energetic connection with the Universe. The sea was always their best friend.  They know it well, and every day was a new landscape of adventure.  All three brother’s were well trained and educated in navigation. It always amazes me that they could read a map of their next course of action by the Stars. How extraordinary is that!

Uncle Ted was a child at heart.  With a tough exterior to cover up his own personal wounds, like a breastplate of sorts, he often hid his sweet heart from those closest to him. And when the rum set in just long enough for him to feel good and loosen up, he would let them know just how much he loved them.

Uncle Ted loved Life. He loved adventure. He loved the mystery. And he loved rum! Especially Puerto Rican rum, and bootleg rum! He used to bring the bootleg bottles of rum back to my Dad and Uncle Sandy upon many of his adventures at sea, and these three brothers would hoard it like gold.  The back of the liquor cabinet in our home was where it would take up space, until Uncle Ted arrived to drink it with them.

Besides these three brothers in arms, of all the many family members in our tribe, these three were the Rat-Pack. They hung out together every opportunity they had. They laughed so hard at their own jokes that they cried and howled. They argued well together.  And more than that, they learned how to debate well with each other. It was no longer an argument, but a different point of view that led to a deeper understanding and revelation. They loved each other well!  This was their gift to each other.

Three opinions, and three extraordinarily different life experiences, close enough to compare salt samplings, they were always in a place of love and laughter, no matter how long the discourse went on.  And often it went on for hours. In quiet places and small spaces, as well as at family Christmas and Thanksgiving gatherings, there they were, the three brothers, always together throughout the years, and inseparable.  Joking, laughing and pulling pranks on each other.  These three brothers were devoted to each other!  Through thick and thin, nothing would ever come between them. Through rough and tumble times, they always had each other’s back, even when they did not agree with each other.  They understood and had clarity about what the other needed. Blood is always thicker than water.  And they always came through. This was their unique gift to each other.  And I, as a young girl was the lucky one…young enough to hang out with them, and witness their relationships with each other through the years.

I felt their heartache, just as much as I felt their joy. There is an eternal love between Ted, Sandy & Dusty that will live on, inside of eternity. They simply loved and cared for each other, no matter what.  Family was their rock of Gibraltar, and every brother and sister, every niece and nephew mattered to them. 

What else could anyone ask for?  To Love and to care for one another is the greatest gift we can possibly give to another.  The more open your heart, the more Love you have to give.

Thank you Uncle Ted for Shining Your Light so Brightly.  Onward and Upwards, towards the Heavens to join your Beloved Brothers once again! Don’t forget to sprinkle a little Stardust upon us every now and then.

I will always remember you as a Bright Light of Joy and Happiness in my Life.  

 

Ted's Tug Boats

Ted’s Tug Boats

Silken White Slate ~ A New Year is upon us. 2016.

We rest in the arms & wings of Love.

 

Silken White Slate of a New Year.

Silken White Slate of a New Year. 2016.  

 

We rest in the arms of Love.  Safe.  Protected.  Trusting.  All is Well. There are no battles to be fought, no wars to be had, only Peace, Beauty & Love. May we rise higher than we ever have before, in this New Year. May we become all that we are here to become.  May the deepest feelings of Peace & Love be with you now and always.  We have arrived on a Silken White Slate of a New Year.  Every moment holds the extraordinary, and an opportunity to go beyond what you have ever known before.  Shake it up!  Get involved with everything that pulls at your Heart Strings.  And let go.  The creator of the Universe is in the front seat, driving you.  Appreciate the view.  It’s awesome!  Here’s to a Splendid 2016!