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Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

The newsletter devoted to spreading love and cultural awareness around the world.

April 13, 2007

 

Today’s Announcements

  

Hello Friends

 

Rocky and Helen would just like to tell all of Hart's friends that today Hart was admitted to the Fraser Canyon Hospital (Hope). He has had an ongoing problem with his leg. It just will not heal, instead it has become increasingly worse. The doctor will put him on antibiotics again, to try to bring down the swelling. For the past few months Hart has been restricted to a wheelchair. But Hart has never been one to complain, so didn't want to give in--but at last he has had to. He went by ambulance this morning. Helen accompanied him. Rocky could not. Rocky was very sad to see Helen come in the door this evening, without HIS HART!  But Helen will take him with me tomorrow to see Hart in the hospital. Hart will be in the Hope hospital for one week, and then he will be transported by ambulance to the Vancouver General next Wednesday, where he will be seen by a team of specialists. Rocky and I (Helen) will keep you posted on what happens.

 

Rocky and Helen are making a special request that you restrict your emails to Hart until further notice, as we will be spending a lot of time at the hospital and won't have too much computer time. We both thank you in advance for your kindness to our HART. We would request that you pray for him.  Thanks so much.

 

Rocky also says:

  

Thanks to all of you who have been voting daily for (Helen's) website.

Votelink: http://topsites.christiansunite.com/vote.cgi?1113842071

www.occupytillicome.com

 

 

 

 

   Hello Friends

 

  I did!!

 

This morning I just wouldn't let Helen out of my site. I knew she was going to the hospital, but she left the house without me. "Why?" I cried. But Evelyn (Helen's sister-my aunt) explained to me that Helen would be right back. Our car is broken down, so she went over to our good friend and neighbour to borrow her car. She was gone far too long, as far as I was concerned.... But at last she walked in the front door and picked up the bags and headed for the car. What a relief. I just HAD to find out for sure that my Hart had not left me for good.......How excited I was when Helen took me into the hospital and down the hall to Hart's room. He is in a room by himself, so I could get right up on the bed with him. All the nurses at the hospital know me real well, as I have been at the hospital many times in the past.... I jumped up on Hart's bed and gave a BIG sigh. Now I know for sure that Helen was telling the truth. Hart really IS in the hospital. .... Last night I couldn't even eat my milk biscuits that Helen puts on my bed every night, for a treat. I was just too upset because Hart was not in bed with Helen.....Now tonight I am going to have a good sleep because I heard Helen telling Evelyn that she was going to take me again tomorrow, earlier than today....Okay, so you want to know how Hart is. .... He was not too cheerful today--except when he greeted me. He is in a lot of pain. He can't get out of bed without help. Today they gave him some blood and some other stuff that looked like plain water. It came down a tube and into his arm. He hasn't been eating too much lately, but when he offered me his food, I didn't like it either.

 

Helen said not to forget to thank all of you who wrote a response to our letter yesterday, sending your greetings to Hart.

 

 Helen says it is okay for anyone to write her at her address: hmdowd@telus.net, but not to send things to Hart's email hsdowd@telus.net. Helen has to go over to Hart's computer to clear off the eamils, and she is very tired. But please don't think that she isn't appreciative of your emails. Just send them to her address and not to Hart's.

 

I thank you kindly for remembering to pray for HART.   Thanks so much.

 

Rocky also says:

  

Thanks to all of you who have been voting daily for (Helen's) website.

Votelink: http://topsites.christiansunite.com/vote.cgi?1113842071

www.occupytillicome.com

 

 

 

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Today’s Stories

~**~**~

 

 

 

Out of the Chrysalis - The Meaning of Love

Out of the Chrysalis
- Where caterpillars find their wings
 
Maria Stepek Doherty

 mariadoherty@blueyonder.co.uk

 

I read and watched something this morning that moved me so deeply that I had to reach out and share it with all of you. I warn you in advance that it does not make easy reading or watching. Yet I found it so filled with the affirmation of life, love and the resilience of the human spirit that I came away feeling empowered and in a curious way, joyful. It is because of that powerful response that I urge you to take the risk. Pain is often accompanied by strange gifts of love and light, if we would just lift our heads and hearts from the ground for a fleeting moment.

We cannot avoid pain. It is a legacy of love. Were we not to have the treasure of love in our lives, there would be an eternal flatness, a vast empty featureless plain with no mountains in sight, no rolling hills, no rivers …. Just an endless horizon filled with nothingness. It is hard to let go of our loved ones, harder still to watch them suffer, but the alternative of a life barren of love is far worse. The reality of life is that loss comes with the giving of our hearts. Even those of us who have an absolute knowing of the continuity of the spirit beyond the physical death of the body, are filled with grief because we can no longer hold or be held by those who are gone.

Yet, none of us would entertain for a moment the choice of evading our pain through never having known our loved ones. Never to have loved is to dwell in that flat, featureless plain of being, devoid of the life blood of the heart and soul. Never to have loved is to live a life devoid of the true meaning of grace.

Viktor Frankl, a great soul, a man who survived the loss of wife and family in the Nazi death camps with a spirit burning so bright, it illuminates all of us, sums up what you will see in this video and read in this article.

"We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms -- to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way."

Viktor Frankl - Man’s Search for Meaning

These parents humble me. Their love moves me beyond my ability to express my feeling in mere words. They move my soul and elevate my spirit. Their tragedy hurts me but the power of the attitude they have chosen makes my heart sing. They chose to risk the pain of loss for the gift of love. They are all that is best in humanity.

http://video.on.nytimes.com/?fr_story=79cf26acead199fa0a000074e41deda20072c923

 

Maria Stepek Doherty
Chrysalis Transformations
where caterpillars find their wings
 
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then I ask you to pass this on to someone you feel could

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Poetry Corner

~**~**~

Springtime Sparkle,

Cynthia Groopman

 

Springtime possesses a sparkle

so lovely and bright,

 

Embracing us by her gentle radiant sunlight.

 

As fresh as the morning dew,

Springtime sparkle softly caresses the sky so vast and blue.

Warm and full of relaxation,

Springtime sparkle adorns our hearts in rejoicing celebration.

As each little bird lifts its voice to God above,

In each mirthful chant is expressed the majesty of God's eternal love.

Cynthia Groopman

Cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net

~**~**~

 Dancing Raindrops

Cynthia Groopman


Pitter patter the raindrops dance,
they swirl round and round in an elated prance.
Like merrily dancing feet,
the raindrops tiptoe to a happy rhythmic beat.
In circles they play,
being energetic during the night and day.
For they dance at the gala ball,
with an amusing sound, they entertain all.


Cynthia Groopman
Cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net
Copyright ©2004 Cynthia Groopman

 

 ~**~**~

Protected In The Arms Of God
Cynthia Groopman


On a beautifully charming springtime night,
An accident occurred that brought with it rubble and blight.
A century old wall,
Crumbled, collapsed and finally did fall.
Like a tower thirty feet high,
The pile of rubble was an awful sight to the eye.
Police, rescue units and city officials did rush onto the scene,
As all diligently worked as a team.
Hustling and bustling in such great haste,
The noxious aftermath of destruction, they did taste.
Modern equipment and marvels of technology they did utilize,
And much to their happiness and great surprise,
They discovered that underneath the rubble, no injured or dead, were found,
And that was a miracle so deep and profound.
For, God's protection caused no harm,
As all were sheltered beneath His Divine arm.


Cynthia Groopman
Cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net
Copyright ©2005 Cynthia L. Groopman

 

~**~**~

The Heart And Soul Of My Life
Cynthia Groopman


Have I ever told you, my dear Lord,
That you are the heart and soul of my life.
Well, with words sparkling like the morning springtime dew,
I pay homage in loving gratitude to you.
For into my life, you have entered with smiles and joy,
And all of my saddest regrets of guilt, you did destroy.
Like a shepherd,
You have lovingly lead me to rejoin your congregational fold,
Where I am inspired by your Biblical words,
That are the greatest stories ever told.
When I sing hymns of rejoicing praise,
I feel blessed in many optimistic ways.
For of my life, dear Lord, you are my heart and my soul,
As you have given me a rainbow of promises
And hope to fulfill my dreams and to attain every desired goal.
Thus, you are my priceless treasure,
And in your holiness, you give me deep spiritual pleasure.


Cynthia Groopman
Cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net
Copyright ©2005 Cynthia L. Groopman

 

 

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