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Quick Update: Gaea Rises; Love & “Miracles” Abound

We always tend to believe all “bad” things that happen to, or around us are “unfortunate,” that Heaven has it in for me, and so forth. I’m in “Learning Mode” right now, happy with Life, and even happier to keep seeing little Miracles, following Heart-Wrenching Events.

My Mom passed away early last month, two weeks after I’d arrived at the Hospital crosscountry, from whose side I only made brief visits to the Cafeteria,  the Coffee, the Bathroom. For three days and two nights, I remained with her and–to her delight, had with me a small Bluetooth Speaker my Phone and an App I get Music from anywhere in the world; since we both Love Classical Music, she was soothed enough, even the Nurses commented she was improving. I spent our Time Talking, silently enjoying the Music, (her English Fading, giving way to our Native Portuguese), I also became her Interpreter/Translator–even to her English-only speaking Husband of 46 yrs–most of the time we’d trade places on the Recliner and an uncomfortable chair, keeping her Company.

He even felt Relieved enough to be free to go home to Rest, while I Volunteered (insisted) to Stay with her. Getting additional pillows, I made myself Comfortable, using the other chair as my footstool; whenever she needed something, rather than call the Nurses, she’d ask me to help her with. (It didn’t hurt I’m both an Empath and a Gendai Reiki Sage, so frequently just before she’d ask me for something, I was already arranging for it.

(NOTE: This wasn’t meant to be published, yet. It’s a Draft, an incomplete one, at that. Since I’m moving in a few days, that, must come first. ma89💗

UPDATE: Mom Left her “Space Suit” behind, shortly before I wrote the above. Rather than complete the thoughts written nearly 24 months ago, I’m Placing in Some of my Favorite Photos of her. (Unfortunately, THE VERY SET OF PHOTOS, JUST DAYS BEFORE LEAVING HER BODY—and the ones that mean the most to me, personally—are nowhere to be found. (I suspect this is of “Mom’s Doing;” Though “I” LOVE those photos, I got a feeling she “prefers I don’t publish them,,,thence their temporary “disappearance,” (when I know darn well, I’ve imported ALL PHOTOS, from my Entire Library in to this very device…). Okay, Mom, I won’t publish them… ma89🤷🏻‍♀️

A Classical Ballerina, (Mom), at Practice. 1943, SP, SP, Brasil
Mom, 17, practicing at the Bar, 1943, Teatro Municipal, SP. Brasil
(Mom-age unknown), Posing with her Beautiful Mid-length Ballet Tutú
Young Mom, Her Beautiful Midi Tutú, strikes casual pose.
Mom's
Mom’s “Turkey Dinner,” Ready for Holiday Meal.
Doodle: Late-Mom's Favorite Flowers, 2016
Doodle: Late-Mom’s Favorite Flowers, June 2016, by Clarisse
Parakeet Lolo

 Parakeet Lolo “Owns” Mom’s Shoulder, days before her Passing, May, 2016, 

Love IS The ONE and Only Way, to a Better Tomorrow. ma89💗

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Watch “Angellis Traballium by Clarisse℠ ©(P)1995; ©(V.P)…” on YouTube

Angellis Traballium by Clarisse ©(P)1995; ©(V.P) 2015

Well, All efforts to get this video published any other way have failed. I’m giving it another try–wish I could afford to go Premium, I’d publish an entire Album of my Piano Music.

OTOH, soon, I’ll be moving closer to my Spiritual Family–and there’s this Gorgeous, (and Gorgeous-sounding), 100-yr-old, very well-kept Cunningham Concert Grand Upright waiting for me, as soon as I move.

Problem is: Life keeps getting in the way of my moving–the latest, being finding out that only is there Nerve Damage, between my feet and spine; I’ve “mysteriously” developed “Scoliosis,” never before detected, and worst yet, learning that my “Falling” and “Walking as if I’m drunk” is partially ‘cuz “…apparently one of my legs is longer than the other…”

Why did it take 60 years, a 5-yr stint in a wheelchair (actually, 3 chairs), a failed marriage, when my Rock-Singing husband again felt Music’s Irresistible Siren call (look up Warren Jeffrey Motter), and, as a Musician myself, I understood it, and though initially I missed him, of course; eventually, I got over it, and am Happy for him following his Muse.

Why did it take at least two (2) Decades’-worth of searching for the answer, from Doctor, to Doctor, to Doctor, from Houston, from York, to Hershey, to Johns Hopkins, back to York…, (I’ll finish this later, or I’ll be late for Church tomorrow…)

Meanwhile, Shut-off your “Golden Ears” and enjoy the Music, overlooking the fact my Baldwin piano is now untuneable. The Song and ITS Message are What Matters.

Namastè,

(Note, my Posts, by nature, will reflect what is foremost in my mind, be it Health, Mental, Spiritual, Activist, etc. This blog is not meant to be in a Popularity Contest–and I know many of you feel the same way about your Blogs 😉
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(Entry from previous, failed post, introing same song:

Hi Everyone, Since I’m having soo much trouble Uploading this Video directly onto Gaea’s Midwife’s (Sister site to this one)–and since on my very first aattempt at Linking it with this Site…, I can “get” a hint: It appears the Universe wishes for this Musical Interlude be here, in my ma89 site, rather than the gaea’s midwife site.

So, here it is! Short and sweet; my 1995 Original Piece, “Angellis Traballium” (perhaps, sometime, soon, I’ll tell the Story of how it came into Existence, because I KNOW it’s a Story worth telling). Angellis Traballium by Clarisse

Namastè Everyone, and Enjoy! (WARNING: “Golden Eareds” are advised to skip it, lest your hearing goes out of tune 😉 (see notes on the youtube site). 😉