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ASRAI

ASRAI The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see, and knows what the mind cannot understand
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Eons member since: Nov 06, 2006
Age, Gender: 54, Female
Relationship: Married. Interested in meeting people for friendship and meeting people for networking
Hometown: Cannon Beach Oregon~
Places I've been: Home is where the heart is~It's a magical mystical hamlet~ After the cabin living, I bought 1/2's in a sailboat, and lived aboard it 3 years, in Charleston Or.~ Down sizing is where it's at, and being one with Nature~It helped me find me~~So I could be~And enjoy free~~* Lived in an remote place in Oregon with out electricity, and had to haul my water, built much of the buildings myself, thanks to old issues of "MOTHER EARTH NEWS", dropped out of the corporate world in 1998~ Had 20 acres, and 30 animals~ What a joy~Humble is where it's at~ I WAS ON THE BUS, HOW ABOUT YOU? Life's been a bit of a fairy tale, and I'm loving it!! What say you?
More about me: Of all the seas in all the worlds, I'm so glad you swam into my Sea. —ASRAI~

Along the Oregon coast is where I grew up, Cannon Beach~ A very mystical place~

The Merfolk's Three Wisdoms

[Exerpted from The Mermaid's Three Wisdoms by Jane Yolen]

1. Have patience, like the sea.

2. Move with the rythm of life
around you.

3. Know that all things touch all
others, as all life touches the
sea.

A marine creature with the head and upper body of a fair human and with the lower body of a fish. They can be found in seas and lakes, or lying on a rock and combing her hair with one hand while holding a mirror in the other. Mermaids sometimes foretell the future and are often accompanied by seals.

According to myth, they lure sailors by singing and with lovely music. They live in a kingdom on the bottom of the sea, and it is
here they take their prisoners to. From this story, the fear amongst the sailor grew and they thought that seeing a merfolk would
cause bad luck: it could predict death by drowning.

The belief in merfolk is not limited to a few countries, but there are tales from all over the world (in India, for instance, there are the Apsara, beautiful water nymphs). However, most of those tales were told by sailors who "saw" them on their long journeys. The idea of mermaids and mermen, the male equivalent, could be based on creatures from Greek and Babylonian mythology: Sirens and Tritons of the Greeks, and the fish gods, who were half human and half fish, from the Babylonians.

The Sun
Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun,every evening,relaxed and easy,floats toward the horizon and into the clouds or the hills,or the rumpled sea,and is gone—and how it slides again out of the blackness every morning,on the other side of the world,like a red flower streaming upward on its heavenly oils,say on a morning in early summer,at its perfect imperial distance—and have you ever felt for anything such wild love—do you think there is anywhere, in any language,a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you,as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there,empty-handed—or have you too turned from this world— or have you too gone crazy for power for things?
MARY OLIVER~

Study nature, love nature, stay close to nature. It will never fail you.
- Frank Lloyd Wright

Above Cental Oregon~ CLOSE TO WHERE I LIVE NOW~

DESCHUTES RIVER BEND OREGON, LAST YEARS FIRST SNOW~

"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination." -- John Keats~~

MOUNT ST. HELENS~~ ANCIENT ECHOES~

I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. ~Leo F. Buscaglia

OH MY STARS GMAN THIS TOUCHED MY SOUL~ HUGS MY DEAR FRIEND~

An ODE to a good friend...

I wish I could see through your eyes
so I would know what you like to see.
I wish I knew your wishes,
so I could give you everything you want.
I wish I dreamed the same dreams you do,
and together we could make them come true.
I wish I knew what makes you happy,
so I could make you the happiest person in the whole world.
And lastly, I wish I were a cell in your blood,
so I would be sure I was somewhere in your heart. ...DITTO!
Activities: Hike, Anything to do with the intertidal zone, Deep sea fishing, fly fish, crabbing, surf fish, clam, sailing, canoe, cycle (touring) snowmobile, car club, camping ( the good old fashioned way in a remote area, tent, campfire cooking way) collecting rocks, and shells, star gazing, comedy clubs, horseback riding, dogs, volunteering, enviromental, traveling, going to concerts, galleries, musems, lighthouse tours, theaters, wine tastings, antiquing, weaving, quilting, drawing, poetry, reading, and since I went to culinary school, I have a passion for cooking. And I could go further, but you can see I'm active:0)
Favorite Charities: Cancer, Nami, Local food bank, Homeless shelters local, Humane society(local and American) Local Red Cross, Local United Way WE ARE A THROW AWAY SOCIETY, LET'S HAVE A HEART!
Favorite Music: Celtic, Jazz, Blue Grass, Rock N Roll, Blues, Folk, Classical, Big Band, Almost all music, but none that demeans~~ Wind chimes in your yard will serenade garden creatures - squirrels, fairies and angels.
Favorite TV Shows: None, I'd rather be sailing~:0) Or in the Cascade Range~ Mount. Adams~ Or, share time and space with a good friend~
Favorite Movies: Rainman, Starman, Beautiful Mind, The Gods Must be Crazy, Potter Movies, J R R Tolkien Movies, Fried Green Tomatoes, Beaches, Driving Miss Daisy, FX, And I could go on and on~~
Favorite Books: ALL THE WORLDS MYTHS~(RELIGIONS) Secret Garden~Velveteen Rabbit~J R R Tolkien (all his works) ~Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Mechanics~Ray Bradbury(books)~ Stephen King~Ken Kesey~Secrets of Water~Twain~Cayce~Seth Books~Jung~ All Poetry~ Native American lore~ Ghost tales~Early American History~ Marine Biology~ Quantum Physics~Too many not enough time:0)
Favorite Quotes: What you seem to be, be really~ "You...whose day this is, make it Beautiful. Get out your rainbow colors, that it may be beautiful, " ~~As I have loved you, love one another~~ ~Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, But by the moments that take our breath away~**Dance as if no one were watching*Sing as if no one were listening*Live each day as if it were your last* People deal too much with the negative, with what is wrong... Why not try and see positive things, to just touch those things and make them bloom? ~Thich Nhat Hanh Hugging has no unpleasant side effects and is all natural. There are no batteries to replace, it's inflation-proof and non-fattening with no monthly payments. It's non-taxable, non-polluting, and is, of course, fully refundable. ~Author Unknown
Favorite People: MY FRIEND G, LOVE HIS REFRESHING REALNESS, and BEAUTY~ WOLFY'S SPIRIT, DIDI'S & CY'S LIGHT, AND MY FRIENDS ON EONS~ REAL human beings, I highlight REAL~~ Love everyone, for we are all connected~~ LOVE EVERYONES INNERCHILD~KEEP IT ALIVE:0)
Favorite Places: Every inch of planet Earth, and anywhere else in the universe that'll have me:) WHERE THE SPIRITS ECHO~
Favorite Animals: My dogs, But this is an unfair question, to have any favorites, for I love all creatures. So all Animals~~ Choice shot Gman~ Rattatooee~

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Alice and the Cat: Quotes from Alice in Wonderland Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people. The Cat: Oh, you can't help that. We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad. Alice: How do you know I'm mad? The Cat: You must be. Or you wouldn't have come here. Alice: And how do you know that you're mad? The Cat: To begin with, a dog's not mad. You grant that? Alice: I suppose so, The Cat: Well, then, you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.

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posted by Henchard

Soul candy :)

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posted by newgalintown

Blowing you magical wishes my friend….
For a day full of laughter, beauty, peace, and joy!

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Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote;
Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs,
And as a bed I'll take them and there lie,
And in that glorious supposition think
He gains by death that hath such means to die;
Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!

(Comedy of Errors)

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Wind Speak Settled onto the hardwood bench just feet from the beach sand and atop the storm-reach dune, I let my eyes soften on the clash of sea and sky and sand before me. The probing wind hissed to the sea: "I have found you," as it boiled away the wave cap into white froth, the dune grass waving in approval. Herring gulls soared abruptly heavenward on the elevating winds that spanked off the sea. "Tell me how the wind blows," she said softly, just loud enough for me to capture on peripheral awareness. She was Abigail, old even to my aging eyes and yet radiating a beauty that years could not diminish. Weary from fighting the blustery wind on the return of her beach stroll, she had asked me if I would share the bench. In granting her trespass, I had opened a brief window of conversation in which I had told her I wrote about the weather. Then silence returned, broken only by the voice of the wind rushing past my ears. "Excuse me?" "Tell me how the wind blows," she repeated. I paused to jumpstart my brain and finally began: "Well, wind is air pushed into motion by differences in air pressure..." Before I could formulate the rest of the sentence, she interrupted. "I know the science. You said you were a writer. Tell me how the wind blows, here and now." "The wind is slapping the sea into a frenzy, trying to drive it from its bed onto our feet," I improvised. "Yes," she said, "that's it, the poetry, the poetry of the wind." "The wind striking the sea breaks its unison voice into the cry of an angry mob." "Yes!" "The colours of the wind provide a kaleidoscope of sensation and like snowflakes, no two moments are alike." "The shrieking wind, maddening the sea, has driven it into a very un-Pacific ocean, but it is the lulls among the gusts that make us so uneasy." Then looking at her, I could see the increasing displeasure of the wind shook her with chill. "The savage wind now defeats us. Perhaps we should return to shelter." She nodded in agreement. "Follow close behind me," I advised, "My body should break the force of the wind; it'll be easier on you." Again a nod and we pushed along the beach trail toward the parking area. I glanced back often to assure myself she remained close behind. At her car, she surprised me with a quick hug. "Thank you, I enjoyed the words." As she back the car away, she paused, rolled down her window: "My husband was a poet...." Then I noticed the wind had brought a raindrop to both our cheeks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AWESOME PHOTO BY GGR4U1~ G, THIS QUOTE IS FOR YOU My DEAR G MAN~ Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. Anais Nin

Sometimes I go about pitying myself And all the while I am being carried across the sky By beautiful clouds. Ojibway Indian Poem

Gardening along the dock, Charleston Or~ >

Artist Winky Wheeler~~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I can hear the ocean slap the shore, and sooth my inner restless being, I am here...for you and all who need my magic sounds. I know the mysteries, I know the truth. I am the cycle of the waters, I am part of the water within you... my small friend. Cycle to cycle, we share life. But life to the waters is so much easier, than to the human beings. Oh yes, Thank you my friend (water) for you give peace within, when I listen. The pounding drum of time, constant. Human beings come and go, but the waters have touched them all, until it drains from them, back into the cycle to come together as a basic element of Life, of Creation. Just wanted to share what came from with in, as I awoke. :0) ~ASRAI~

ASRAI~~ IS A WATER FAIRY, AND WHEN HUMANS TRY AND CAPTURE HER SHE TURNS TO WATER AND FLOWS BACK HOME~

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air - explode softly - and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination. ~Robert Fulghum

One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be see many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will. ~Rachel Carson