An Early Night

It is 8:21 and Ray is already snoring beside me. We are in the final days of finishing work on a major estate, and we have been working our tushies to the bone. Factor in the terrible events earlier this week – our friend’s tragic death – and you might have the picture of just what a tough week this has been.

I am grateful we can go to bed early tonight. We both need the sleep.

Tomorrow, my friends.b613a864b6009b17ef821d2dab5b436d


A Prayer for Comfort

Dear God in heaven guide me tonight. Open my heart, mind and soul to Your word and will. Help me to turn to you in this time of sadness.

Guide me to see and appreciate the love, peace, goodness and forgiveness all around me and to understand that though pain is real and difficult to bear, it is only one aspect of this magnificent universe. Beauty is one of the many antidotes to pain, and Nature demonstrates evidence of that beauty all around me. Help me to listen for the lilt of birdsong, to breathe in the sweetness of an orange blossom, to note the delicacy of a blossoming rose.

I pray for all in this world who are experiencing sorrow, suffering, sickness or any other adversity. I am aware that Your loving presence brings solace in ways that I can not know or understand and I ask simply that you cradle all in need in Your loving arms and hold us all close. Help us, dear Lord, to feel your comfort and succor.

I ask this in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen


Blog Dark in Honor Of Joseph

I am going to stay dark here on my blog for one more day in honor of my friend, Joseph, who died on Monday. His death was unexpected and tragic; however, I believe that he is at last at peace.

Here is a lovely picture of Joseph that characterizes his spirit. This was supplied by Patricia Neal Jensen, a mutual church friend, at her wedding.



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Heavy Heart

I am grieving the loss of my friend, Joseph Gaudioso, who died yesterday here in Los Angeles. He was a good man with a generous heart. May light perpetual shine upon his soul.


My heart goes out to his partner of 34 years, Charles Elliott, who is wrapped in my prayers tonight.

On Death

You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

- Khalil Gibran



A Reminder for Living

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 King James Version

3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.


Oscar Night

During the broadcast, the street outside my window was deserted, but now cars are beginning to move up and down, no doubt taking party-goers to one gala or another. We live between Sunset Boulevard and Santa Monica Boulevard and our street ends up being a major route for limos heading into BH or Weho.

We had rain this afternoon and evening. I suspect that was inconvenient for many arriving in their evening gowns and tuxedos to the awards ceremony. Ray said they had erected a giant tent so people didn’t get wet. I can still hear the pitter-patter of raindrops. At this point, I suspect people are more relaxed and not nearly as concerned about how they look. After all, the cameras, for the most part, are now off.

I am pleased that Birdman received such recognition along with Julianne Moore for Ask Alice, Patricia Arquette for Boyhood and J.K. Simmons for Whiplash. I haven’t seen Eddie Redmayne’s work yet in The Theory of Everything, but you can bet that I will. It was kind of nice to see the nominations and awards spread around a bit this year.

We participate in an Oscar pool with some friends and I know right now that Ray and I did not win. Hopefully, Liz’s boyfriend’s mother, Cindy, will take home the big bucks once the votes are all tallied. She apparently had a record number of right predictions.

Our priest, Father Ian Davies, attended the Oscar ceremony this evening with one of our parishioners, who is an actor, Michael Ensign. I am hopeful they will both have some fun tales to tell of their time rubbing elbows with the stars. A few years back, Father Davies found himself chatting with Johnny Depp during a cigarette break.

Yes, the traffic is picking up outside. The cars are zipping by at quite a pace. Rushing from one party to another, perhaps.

I must admit I am perfectly happy to be snug in my bed. I appreciate the concept of this awards show – honoring the best films and actors from this past year – but I am perfectly happy watching the whole thing from the vantage point of my bed.

On that note, I will close. I am eager to turn off the lights and enjoy the pitter-patter of the rain.


Discovering “Sherlock”

Ray and I started watching the series “Sherlock” last night for the first time via Roku and Netflix. This is the British series that stars Benedict Cumberbatch as Holmes and Martin Freeman as Dr. Watson. Though we are coming to the series late – it is apparently in its 4th season – the rest of the tv watching public has given the series high praise. So far, with one episode under our belts, I can say that praise is well-deserved.

The acting is superb with Cumberbatch at the helm and Freeman as his sidekick. Also, the story line (the one I’ve seen, at least) was intriguing and proved to be up to the standards of Arthur Conan Doyle. Finally, the special efforts, which allow the audience to zero in on the details that aid in Holmes’s deductive reasoning, is just plain cool. Finally, we, the audience (or readers in the case of the actual stories), can see what Holmes is seeing and understand how obvious deductive reasoning is if approached with the level of precision employed by a super sleuth. Yes, this is extra cool.

The series has earned an impressive 4 1/2 stars out of 5 on IMDB. That bodes well for our viewing future. Apparently, the series has been nominated for a slew of awards every year since its inception and had an Emmy sweep in 2014 with 7 wins and 4 additional nominations. The wins were for best actor and best supporting actor – no surprise there – and Outstanding Writing, Cinematography, Music Composition, Single Camera Picture Editing, and Sound Editing. The creators of the series are Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, and apparently Steven Moffat also is a principal writer since he won an Emmy for his writing in 2014. Mark Gatiss plays Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock’s brother.

I expect we’ll make our way through the seasons. Each show is 90 minutes long so it will have to be slow, but sure. I love Sherlock Holmes so this will be quite a treat. Nothing like a good dose of deductive reasoning to keep the brain alert.

I’ll let you know how we fare. No time for binge watching at this point so we’ll just have to be methodical. That makes perfect sense given the subject, don’t you think? One clue at a time until we are able to draw clear and obvious conclusions.

Good night to all. I hope you have some fun planned for this weekend.