Found - A Canadian Gem

It is such a joy for the soul to feel a kinship with another being. Such was my delight when I "met" Peter Jack Rainbird, through his music and exchanged emails. Even his prose is music. Many may ask, "Who is Peter Jack Rainbird?" This was also my question when I received an email newsletter from Paul Elder, author of Eyes of an Angel. I began to research Peter Jack and listen to his music. At first I thought his music was purely instrumental, but soon learned that he was a singer and a song writer. (Leonard Cohen sings "Waiting for the Miracle", written by Peter Jack Rainbird.)It was at this point that I knew, here was a Canadian gem, that may not be known in all circles. What a shame, that Canadian "stars" have such a struggle to become known. Take a few moments to let Peter Jack's music wash over you. This is as close to heaven as we can get, while grounded on earth. Many blessings! http://www.peterjackrainbird.net/CD-STORE.html

A GOOD ENERGY SHARE

I had my eyes tested and while the gal was fitting my frames I told her that I thought she had a great place to work, because the energy felt so peaceful. She started to laugh, then said, "Please tell our boss that!" She went on to say that the day before they had a customer that was particularly nasty, to her, and it put the whole staff's day "in the toilet".
I said that many times this kind of treatment says more about the person saying it, than it does about the one receiving it.
She waved another staff member over and said to me, "Please tell her what you said to me, about the energy in here!"
I did and said that I thought they all worked well together. They both agreed that they did, and thanked me again for "brightening their day". They were going to share this with their boss.
I left wearing a smile. We never know when what we say, quite casually, can brighten or dim someone's day.

Tools of Life

Karma

While shopping for groceries the other day, I heard an angry female voice say, "Well THIS is what you dragged me down here for!"
I turned towards her, as she waved something in front of a bent-over, elderly lady's, wrinkled face. The old lady stared at the floor, never saying a word, as the young woman glanced at me, then marched off, before I could say a word. The old lady, on unsteady feet, struggled to keep up.
It was heartbreaking to hear such a cruel tone used on someone who could well have been this girl's grandmother.
What goes around, comes around, I thought. One day the young are old and there's a young woman who's in for a big shock.

**KARMA**- The force generated by a person's actions