We are truly blessed.  I mean, as an experience we are blessed.  This thing we call God, The Infinite Intelligence, The Divine, The Big Kahuna.  I have heard many speakers and great thinkers passed and present say we just need to quiet our mind and live in gratitude.  It was recently when I connected to that Source again.  In my youth I did meditation.  In my middle years I went all organic to get healthy and an ancillary benefit was a greater openness to and connection with that Source.

Today, after having an truly amazing weekend, I was in a funk.  What the heck was this about?  So I asked God for a way to be happy instead of being in a funk, slightly depressed, not liking the world or the people in it.  God answered my little prayer thoughts.  I was trying to get out of myself out of my car, trying to motivate myself into doing something and a little yellow Saffron Finch landed on the car door on the passenger side.  She was beautiful.  An instant later a second Saffron Finch landed on top of the side view mirror.  The first tapped at her reflection in the side mirror.  First I said “Thank you God.”  Then I asked myself what was this about, this bird pecking at the mirror over and over and over again.  Then it came to me, this bird was fighting its own image.  It was pecking at itself.  This Was The Message.  In my heart I heard God speak and the message was this, “Jim, I love you.  Stop picking at yourself.  Stop trying to fight the visual image which is not the truth. The truth is you are blessed.  The truth is I am with you.  The truth is you are loved and cared for and watched over.  The truth is those things you called problems are only stepping stones and learning lessons which you asked for.  Remember when you asked Me for greatness.  The path to your greatness, Jim, is through those lessons.  Some call them trials and tribulations.  The key is to know, absolutely know, that I Am with you.  I love you.  If you need me again just smell at the bouquet of a flower or feel the warmth of the sun or of the love of another person.  Anytime you experience something wonderful remember I Am with you.  Every time you experience something which is not so wonderful remember that is just a lesson or stepping stone designed to get you closer to your goals and dreams and I Am with you.”

So today I am grateful.  I am grateful for the little reminders in life that we are not alone.  I am grateful for this past weekend of snorkeling both Saturday and Sunday in some amazingly clear water.  I am grateful for seeing new fish which I haven’t seen before.  I am grateful for my friend Dave who is teaching me the coffee farming industry.  I am grateful for my amazing wife.  I am grateful for the Big Island Film Festival watched in our beach chairs on the grass under the stars.  I am grateful for amazing sunsets.  I am grateful for my readers. I am grateful for my mentors. I am grateful for little Saffron Finches.  Mahalo pu’uwai ke akua. (thank you from my heart Lord)

James Christopher

ThruJimsEyes.com

Sadly we report it is time to announce we are saying farewell to our son (Prince Charming). It is time for him to run with the others of his kind. Our son leaves us at the tender young age of 16. Our hearts are heavy. We have already shed many tears and I’m sure we shall shed many more. Our son has been the center of our world for so many years. Some by our choice. Some by the necessity of his conditions. You see, our 16 son is only 15 pounds. His health has been deteriorating since my daughter’s dog attacked him 8 years ago.  When I speak of his conditions I speak of the bad back where the full size Boxer bit him around his haunches.  Yes, Prince Charming is a miniature schnauzer.

When I first met Leise, my wife, I would go over to her house and while waiting for her to get ready I would throw the ball for and play with Prince. He quickly bonded well with me. Once we were married and they moved in to my house, Prince would sleep on my chest every night if he had it his way. Upon coming home from work I would find Prince sitting 5 feet in front of the door staring up at it in anticipation for my arrival. Leise said he would start waiting at 3pm every afternoon. Sometimes I wouldn’t get home until 5pm and he would already be curled up sleeping, tired from the wait.

He was Leise’s dog but he was my son.  I do and will miss him dearly. Rest in peace Baby Boo.

James Christopher

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