Knots

Your Tapestry

March 18, 2016 By ChuckBehrens 2 Comments

T H R E A D S. . .

Did you ever feel like the BACK of A TAPESTRY Before ?

It was a gift that was given to me. . .

A beautiful Tapestry/Needlepoint of the 23rd Psalm

that she had matted and framed.

When she gave it to me as a

‘Just Because I Was Thinking of You Gift,’

I knew exactly where it should hang in our house–

The Hallway.

I didn’t search for a Wall Stud

and I certainly didn’t put in a Wall Anchor. . .

I just eyed it up and put in a nail

and hung the framed piece of art.

I have no idea why a picture like that has a tendency of falling down at 3:30 A M instead of 3;30 P M,

but that’s exactly what happened.

I knew it wasn’t an intruder–

I knew what it was and when I went to the hallway,

there it was,

Face Down,

amongst the many shards of glass and busted hunks of frame scattered across the floor.

It’s not a huge surprise, but

There’s a D I S T I N C T reason why you don’t hang the Back of a tapestry facing out–

It’s U g l y:

Loose ends,

dangling strings,

jumbled,

tumbled up knots.

Kind of hit me that in many ways. . .

We’re a lot like the back of a needlepoint/tapestry

with all of those loose ends,

dangling strings that seemingly has no purpose or meaning

until you look at the front of it. . .

but with our personal Tapestries,

we seldom get a quick glance let alone a full fledged look.

Go ahead. . .

look Closely at the back of your Tapestry.

Among those multi-colored threads

you might well find a few

g o l d e n s t r a n d s

where some special Ones

have undeniably interwoven themselves into the very

Fabric of your Tapestry…

N O T I C I N G

that. . .well. . .

it just might give what others would call

a complete mess of threads,

a very intricate interpretation of not only who you are. . .

but continually Becoming.

Threads. . .

Did you ever feel like the back of a Tapestry Before?

Psssssssssssst:

Look…Again!

F L A S H E D

December 8, 2014 By ChuckBehrens Leave a Comment

Impressive, huh?

Starting with just a single cellist on the floor of the National Air and Space Museum’s “MILESTONES OF FLIGHT” gallery, and swelling to some 120 musicians, The U.S. Air Force Band STOPPED PEOPLE in their tracks with a different kind of Public Display.

Have you noticed?

Not just Christmas. . .

Not just Hanukkah. . .

Not just Kwanzzaa. . .

Not just any other special day of your Choosing…

It doesn’t come as a Season or a Day but more as a

M O M E N T

The best of our Lives are MOMENTS woven together in this fantastic Tapestry, not usually recognized as a MASTERPIECE, because of all of the Loose Ends, Dangling Strings, Jumbled/Tumbled up knots that hardly could be considered any kind of ART–even the bad kind.

L O O K

L I S T E N

AGAIN.

I’ve posted this video as a Compassionate reminder that sometimes there are also Peaceful, Inspiring Public APPROVAL’S
Populace PRAISES
World ACCEPTANCES.

It’s not just because of the Anniversary of Pearl Harbor, it so that we don’t forget
anytime
anyplace
anywhere
that we are instruments being cued to join the Song the World so desperately needs to
HEAR
SEE
FEEL
E X P E R I E N C E. . . .

You may not only feel or believe this, but The Band just doesn’t sound the same without you.

Join in

Play.

Sing.

Recognize that the World needs this MUSIC more now than ever and no more time can be wasted.

YOU ARE NOT A SPECTATOR

but a PARTICIPANT in this great Orchestra.

The Baton is raised. . .we are Cued. . .

PLAY YOUR NOTE–LET YOUR MUSIC BE HEARD.

Maybe you got a little of that in the 6:20 video. . .maybe you need to see/listen to it again. . .
maybe you need to just simply pass it along–SHARE IT?

Give yourself a most precious gift not during the Season or a Day, but now, at this MOMENT…

Give yourself an EXPERIENCE

Don’t Sieze the Day;

Notice the Moment, the now of NOW and enjoy. . .enjoy it and then expand it just by simply sharing it;
One Moment
One Person
at at time–
YOUR TIME
YOUR BEAT
YOUR NOTE
YOUR SONG
Y O U R
Flash!

Little Sabbaths

October 15, 2014 By ChuckBehrens Leave a Comment

When was the last time you had a Little Sabbath?

If you’re waiting for the perfect Friday night at Sundown or Sunday morning–you’re waiting too long.

Little Sabbaths come about several times a day but like the threads of THE BACK; the UNDERNEATH side of a Tapestry we seldom notice.

Was it when someone smiled at you from across the room?

Was it when someone held the door open for you and let you in the Starbucks line before them?

Was it when you cut someone off in traffic and they actually smiled and waved at you?

Was it when someone put some extra change in your parking meter before you got a certain ticket?

Was it when you were eating breakfast and someone picked up your bill?

Was it when you came up short at the check out counter and someone put down their credit card for you?

Little Sabbaths happen several times a day but like the threads of THE BACK; the UNDERNEATH side of a Tapestry we seldom notice.

Was it when you anonymously sent a gift card in the mail, JUST BECAUSE?

Was it when you dropped off a meal or a nice dessert without warning to a busy family?

Was it when you celebrated Christmas a month before or better still two months afterwards?

Was it when you PURPOSELY overtipped a tired, overworked waitress?

Was it when you raked leaves or shoveled snow for a neighbor before they got home?

Was it when gave more than your pocket change to someone by the roadside asking for money?

Little Sabbaths are a lot like the Backs, the Underneaths of a Tapestry:

Loose ends, dangling strings, jumbled, tumbled up knots–all seemingly

M E A N I N G L E S

when you just look at the back

H A R R O W I N G

when you just look at the Underneath

because there’s no seeming reason, purpose, meaning for any of the brilliant or even dark colors or golden strands running aimlessly amok.

LITTLE SABBATHS

assure that every dangling string, loose end, tangled knots of the woven tapestry is connect, whether we can see the connections or not. The interconnected web of life, of which we are a part is, both complex and full of wonder:

LITTLE SABBATHS

We’re just not the back of a Tapestry with all of it’s loose ends. . .

We are indeed, the front of the Tapestry,

Especially with all of those dangling loose ends having distinct, absolute SIGNIFICANCE.

GET W O V E N. . .

and find the greatest LITTLE SABBATH of all is that you’ve never NOT been a part of the Tapestry!

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