Dedicated with my Love, tears and Prayers
to the treasured memory of Elizabeth Ann “Betty” Gaul
December 13, 1926 – January 28, 2016,
pictured below with her precious daughter
Judy Weis.
My Love for you is Eternal,
My tears ever flowing,
And my Prayers are of
Thanksgiving.
Thank you Lord,
for such a beautiful
and Loving
Friend.
She has been a treasured Blessing
in my Life
and so very many others.
Betty became a Light in the Heart of everyone, a beautiful Flower in the Garden of God’s Grace.
“We shall not cease from exploration
and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and to know the place
for the first time.”
– T.S. Eliot
You are given beautiful gifts from God.
We think
We pick Flowers,
The Flowers we gather
For someone we Love.
But no.
As real as our strange world
May appear to be,
We model the world we experience
In our mind.
Which has led some to think
That existence, as we know it,
May be an illusion,
And our reality
Isn’t really real.
This results from scientific investigations
Telling us
That everything we know
Is merely a construction
In our minds,
What we humans perceive
As reality in the world
Around us,
May be no more than
An illusion of thought.
It has far reaching
Implications.
But these implications
Are far more reaching
Than we are capable
Of ever understanding.
Ontology is the philosophical study
Of the nature of being,
Becoming, existence, or reality.
It was called “first philosophy” by Aristotle
in Book IV of his Metaphysics.
My Precious Friends,
As we explore
The nature of being,
Let us choose JOY today,
By not leaning only upon
Our own understanding,
But by having childlike trust
In our Loving Creator’s omniscience.
Allow Him to direct your path,
Which will lead to ultimate joy,
And make your journey,
Even when laden with sorrow,
Joyful.
“As sorrowful, yet always rejoicing;
as poor, yet making many rich;
as having nothing,
and yet possessing all things.”
(2 Corinthians 6:10).
We are, after all,
Children
Of God.
Existence, as we know it, may be an illusion.
“One could sum up mind
as a universal aspect of Life and energy,
an aspect with a relationship to the body
mystically similar to the wave’s
relationship to the particle.
And according to modern religious sources,
mind also has a resonance relation
to brain cells,
which vibrate in response to
Spiritual Energy
under laws far beyond
the scope of science.”
– Guy Murchie
Let us explore,
In a philosophical perspective,
One very beautiful aspect
Of our Life.
My Friends,
The Flowers of the field
Pick us,
As surely
As someone,
Yet unknown,
Will choose you
To Love.
Such sweet awareness.
“I am not my memories.
I am my dreams.”
– Terry Hostetler
Just as we take meaning
To
The symbols of communication,
And not from them,
We impose our reality
Upon what we think
Is in the world around us.
Everything we know, imagine,
Perceive as color, sensation, sound,
Our very thoughts and feelings,
Make a first appearance
In our mind.
The Flowers of the field pick us.
And the Flowers
Residing in the fertile
Soil of a lonely
Mind,
A longing Heart,
Select one of us,
Who falls in Love
With their beauty,
Delights in their delicate aroma,
Absorbs all the colors
That take your breath
Away.
We look far beyond the beauty.
Yes,
Flowers seemingly move
From a place on
This Earth.
And with your outstretched arms
And Lovingly Guided Hands,
They follow the pathway
Back,
Back to the Love
That breathed Life
Into their fragile being,
To the home
That first was their own,
To a place
In your mind,
To the Heart of their Creator,
The Heart of God,
Who resides within
You.
“The most potent form of energy
is thought.
Thought-waves are cosmic waves
that penetrate all time and space.”
– Camillo Loken
Love breathed Life into their fragile being.
And we gaze
Far beyond their beauty,
Through the Flowers
Of our brief moment in time,
And back again.
Then
We give them to someone,
Who also abides in our Heart.
Yes,
The Flowers of our field
Also
Pick the one
We come to
Love.
For they are planted
In the fertile soil
That is the mind
Of a hungry Soul,
By the Loving Hand
Of God.
And as we
Give away
A beautiful bouquet
Of such sweet awareness,
We are unaware
That Flowers
Growing in another person’s dream,
By the Grace of God,
Become real.
Flowers seemingly move.
They are,
My Friends,
Always there,
Waiting,
Quietly
Blowing in the wind
Of a longing
And lonely mind.
For we are searching,
Ever searching,
To find the courage
To move them
From the field
Of possibilities,
From never,
To Love
Forever.
“Matter
becomes a “wave” of potentials,
expressing itself in the form
of multiple possibilities”
– CSglobe
Flowers by the Grace of God, become real.
Flowers
Planted in the fertile fields
Of our longing to be,
With so much Beauty,
That was
From our awareness
Concealed,
Are like
God’s Divine Plan
Waiting in your Heart and mind
To be revealed.
“We do not see things
as they are.
We see them
as we are.”
– The Talmud
Move them from the field of possibilities, from never, to Love Forever.
The Majesty
Of God’s Love
Conveyed
Throughout His Universe,
Is beautifully displayed.
His Fingerprints
Are on every petal
Of every Flower,
In every field
Of every dream.
And my Soul sings
To think
They were planted
Just for you,
And me.
“There the flowers will be blooming
And the grass will be green
And the skies will be clear and serene,
Where the sun ever beams
In this valley of dreams
And no cloud will be seen.
There will be peace
in the valley
For me some day.”
– Thomas A. Dorsey
My Dear Friends,
If what is real
Is within,
And we now know
That to be,
Then our mind and our Heart
Are the only domains,
And nothing,
No, nothing else
matters,
As you will come
To see.
His Fingerprints are on every petal.
“There are no gloomy skies
When seen through the eyes
Of those who are blessed with love.”
– Mack Discant
What we receive
Is what we bring,
And in every moment
Of Prayerful quiet,
God is listening.
“Once I have known
the mind of God,
the rest are all
details”.
– Albert Einstein
The time will come
When what we know
Is what we
Have always known:
A clear, clarion call
To see the past,
Through our forgiveness,
Never existed
At all.
Yesterday
Is no pathway
To transcend
Sorrow.
Only today
Births tomorrow.
What is past
Is not the road
Down which we travel
To a summer place,
Where people share
Hopes and dreams,
Where Love births
The courage
To care
For the morrow.
“Come, Lord, and tarry not; 
Bring the long looked for day;
O why these years of waiting here,
These ages of decay?”
– Horatius Bonar
Hymns of Faith and Hope
The palette of our Resplendent Spirit,
Through fervent Prayer,
Will beautifully blossom
Transcendent colors aware,
As heights we ascend,
And return our fragile being
To the soaring breadth
And sumptuous depths
Of such Splendor
As has no beginning,
And no end.
They were planted just for you and me.
“As the sun,
ere he has risen,
sometimes paints his image
in the firmament,
e’en so the shadows
of events
precede the events,
and in today
already walks tomorrow.”
– William Shakespeare
God
Always resides
In your precious Heart,
In your Life
And in the fertile fields
Of the beautiful flowers
Found in your Dreams.
May God Bless you
And keep you
In His Dreams.
Goodnight.
Bella at the Spa. Yes, Mia’s truly American dog!
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On Friday, February 5, 2016 our destination is: The Museum of the Americas, 216 Fort Worth Highway, Weatherford, (Telephone: 817-341-8668/817-599-0490) and the fabulous Whistle Hill Restaurant (next door). We will depart from the school at approximately 9:00 a.m. to arrive & begin our visit at 10:00 a.m.
Dr. A in an earlier life. Note the familiar gaze ever searching for any sign of misbehavior!
Our dear friend and Museum Director, Dr. Harold Lawrence, will provide a docent guided tour. Dr. and Mrs. Lawrence have just returned from spending three weeks in Peru.
Following a morning of great stories, questions and answers, and Dr. Harold Lawrence’s cultural and philosophical perspectives, we will have time for a self-guided tour and shopping at the museum store and then enjoy lunch at the Whistle Hill Café (next door). Then we will return to school to work on our Shakespeare production, Hamlet, with Director George X Rodriguez while Dr. A works on a Ham Omelet. They are both dramatic events. Now pass the Ketchup so Dr. A can catch up.
The Museum of the Americas is a jewel of Weatherford, where we can find the colorful and diverse heritage of native peoples of the Americas through a fabulous collection of 19th & 20th century artifacts, crafts and folk art. The rich cultural traditions of the people and tribes of north, central and South America are reflected in the intricate and distinctive designs of the objects they make for daily use for religious ceremonies and for trade.
FINANCIAL: Museum/Speaker Fee (Donation to the Museum) $5.00 Please pay Dr. A.
Lunch: Please provide funds for lunch today.
Gift Shop: Yes! There have wonderful gifts.
Note: Uniform pants, a belt & red monogrammed school shirt are required. PARENTS/GUARDIANS/FRIENDS are always invited to participate on our study/fun/adventure trips.
Students are NOT to leave the Museum or the Restaurant at any time or for any reason, without the knowledge and approval of Dr. or Mrs. Anderson.
This is Brix, Mia’s other child dog. He will keep an eye on you. Just pick a color!
Drop-off will be at The Anderson School at 8:30 a.m. OR you may meet us at the Museum at 10:00 a.m. Pick-up will be at the Anderson School at 3:15 p.m. Please let me know if you are meeting us at the Museum.
IMPORTANT DATES
Feb. 1 Deposits Due for 2016-2017 school year
Feb. 15 (MONDAY) President’s Day Holiday
March 4 (1:00 PM) Stolen Shakespeare Guild Monologue and Scene Competition at the Fort Worth Community Arts Center (we have three young ladies competing in the finals)
March 14-18 Spring Break Holiday
March 25 & 28 (Fri. & Mon.) Easter Holiday
April 6 (Wednesday) Screening of Hamlet, starring Benedict Cumberbatch at The Modern Art Museum (11:00 am)
April 29 Scarborough Renaissance Festival
May 1 Tuition Due for 2016-2017 school year
May 2 & 3 (MONDAY & TUESDAY) Annual Anderson School Shakespeare Production (Hamlet)
May 16 (MONDAY) Preparation for Adventure Trip
May 17-20 Adventure Trip
May 20 Last Day of School
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