The Red Fox has truly captivated me; I love to watch them and truly I am in awe just being in thier presence, It has been an honor to photograph them. My most rewarding experience along with the Bald Eagle and Hawks.
IS IT A VISION?
"It is in fact a vision, not a dream. It comes to me and is surreal. I am awake. It is not a thought. I try to re-think it and it wont appear...and because two of the people I never met in my life but upon My clear description to the Son of one of the Men in the Vision who is still alive today ...I do know the men by name, I just never met them and one is his father, and one is an old friend of my Husbands) I have seen this vision three times now since my husband passed away...He is in a boat, a rowboat, sitting in the middle seat looking back at one man in the back seat laughing a gut laugh as if he was laughing so hard he was crying. The man in the back looked to be about 50, a full head of dark wavy hair graying only near sideburns, about 5'8 -a rounder belly, scruffy, suntanned,wearing a Colored Tee with a pocket, it was a darker green or blue color, he had darker jeans on, It is Harry M. I described who passed away ten or so years before my husband He was laughing too and appeared to be talking. On the other side of my husband there is a man standing with a fishing pole in hand turning toward the man in the back as if going to make a reply and he has his left leg on something in the boat, He is about 5'9 maybe, wearing kacki pants, a brown belt, a white tee shirt like an undershirt, he appears to have had dirty blonde hair but had a lot of gray-white in it he appeared to be older near 70 maybe he was wearing glassed square goltoned tarnishing and he was in good shape. I think he is Alex N. My friends Father and he worked with my husband years before, he passed only about 5 years before my husband. they are on a river and the water is flowing gently to the right of me and they are heading to the left. No need for ores the water is nearly still. there are rolling hills and along them descending red poppies in full bloom cascading down and around the hills they are bright red, growing wild and breathtaking. the river is low about 6 inches and along the edge you can see the drop and some tree roots and the blackish wet dirt the river is a greenish, clean and nearly see thru to an extent. the reflection of the sun on it sparkles and the sky is a perfect blue. It appears to be summer and can use some more rain. in front of the river and in front of me, (though I have an unreal feel I was there in person) is a man I recognize but I can only see behind him and he only passed a few years ago and nearly 5 years or so after my husband and he is standing on the dirt and dirt is brownish and he is apparently saying Hi to the guys on the boat and waving them off and I know him .... he is Sam B. another one of my husbands construction workers. I told the Son of the one man who passed today that the boat appeared to be aluminum with a greenish and a slate blue primer feel to the front as if it were re-painted and it was big enough for 3 people, a rowboat and it was at least about 13 feet. I told him it beared the number or registration number on the side near the back of what appeared to be N305, I know my Husband always wanted to go fishing and retire, he never did get too but he had no boat and I come to find out today that this mans Father gave him a 13ft boat aluminum but he never registered it. His last name starts with an N. and 305 was his house number. I cant resume the position of the Vision if i request to re-visit it in thought it is cloudy, not clear. But when the vision has come to me it is as if my soul left me and went off visiting the after life.I wonder if that could happen really? I wonder what exactly was happening really? I mean I have had a similiar experience several times usually at the time when I lost a loved one like my husband after he died walking toward me as if I can touch him alive and well in his usual clothing but that happened between the time he died and before he was buried and after that I seen him appear from the clouds waving me toward him, I have seen my Brother in two different places when he passed, once on my staircase smiling down at me, once I was with him in a corridor and he was waving me toward him to follow him... all, very surreal and I was awake.I have had a near death experience where I seen the light appear to me and all pain while I was in hospital left my body and the peace and beauty was captivating me so much I wanted to go there.I have smelt flowers in the middle of winter they were lillies of the valley and scent filled my room, it was amazing and I wasnt the only one who smelt them.But, this one is the only one that has appeared to me three times now over the last so many years.I wanted to record it in case I never seen it again. I have vivid details!!! I feel like when I think of my husband and I wonder if he got to retire and go fishing and if he is happy and asking him to be there for me when I am sad and when I feel I lost all hope has been when it happened.
I feel like it is a vision because it is nothing like a dream and is in no way a thought. I know after reading what a vision is that it is a spiritual vision of immortal, bordering on the ability of visiting the afterlife and is futuristic that includes people and places, I know the red poppies symbolize sleep and death.
wikipedia -(Poppies have long been used as a symbol of both sleep and death: sleep because of the opium extracted from them, and death because of their (commonly) blood-red color. In Greco-Roman myths, poppies were used as offerings to the dead) My heart stopped when I read what the symbolism of the poppy was because there were tons of wild poppies growing. they say these poppies grow in Mexico for one and there are hills and rivers there and my husband always wanted to visit there he always said it was beautiful. So I know the Vision is possibly showing me in so many numerous ways via meanings that I am seeing the afterlife of my husbands wishes and there is love and laughter and he is happy leaving me with a vision of awesome beauty and spiritual insight I was lucky to have."
VISION(spirituality) is defined:visions comprise inspirational renderings, generally of a future state and/or of a mythical being,Visions generally have more clarity than dreams, but traditionally fewer psychological connotations. (in part, wikepedia) (mine was not one of miracle or religion, or God, prophecy etc.- though I am very spiritual)
and mine had epiphany (feeling) as well was with the immortal and to me meaning Heaven exists and almost to me I feel if a mortal soul can visit the immortal souls of the afterlife... hmm maybe mine really did? I just wondered what it was called and searched for a definition and the only one I could find is that it was in fact a vision. I see it as a small gift and blessing, of reassurance in my faith, of a revealing of life after death and that it exists even though I believe that we cant have flesh and bone where we are going.
"I sure would like to have a painting made of this beautiful scene of the three old retired trades-men in a boat laughing and fishing with sun glistening clear green water and rolling hills adorned with wild red poppies by the millions with a pefect blue sky.
just seems like a happier way of old times.
I find it hard to believe I was blessed in so many ways in my life and blessings like this bring tears to my eyes.why am I that lucky? well, I wont ask that I will just be thankful to God because whatever this beautiful and rare gift to me was, I am certain that God had his hand in it."
So my question is do you believe by what you read it was a vision, a dream, a trance, a hallucination and well I sure dont do drugs.Do you think I can call this type of thing a Vision?
I love photographing nature, writing and creating self authored poetry and photo books,I am a happy grandma to my two beautiful Grandsons! I LOVE You hope you enjoy my photos, my art and my writing!
My book was composed with the full circle of life as the main subject.
The photography is all my original work from the hummingbirds to the eagles. The photos were meant to speak for themselves as a song of all that is beautiful ~ of birth, existence and life. My poetry is about emotions of faith, love, charity and death. My poetry reminds us that even though everything must die and we all face sadness ~ they were written to reflect on acceptance, giving and thanks for life.
Combined, the book expresses all that is beautiful, the appreciation of life and the acceptance that death is part of life.
In the solemn peace and serenity of wildlife and nature there is a uniting with God like nowhere else. when I take photo's of any living creature, I feel closest to God and all his mighty wonders bring me closer to the end of time, a time well spent and in touch with life and how short it really is... life's full circle.
As always ~ sharing life's journey,
(We all get lonely... I wrote this reflecting on the times I felt alone. I hope that when you feel lonely you find that you were never really left alone.)
There were times in my life when I had no one, when there was no love and when my dreams were gone... So I sat alone in tears thinking of those lost years and I thought~ 'What would I say to you if this was my last day?' I would say: "They never lasted long... because when I was screaming, silently you saved me. When I was dreaming, I woke to see you gave me. When I walked alone, there you were beside me in my home. When I was cold, it was you that kept me warm. Finally, No matter how many times I gave up, it was you all along giving me more hope. So thank you... because all those times It's nice to know that my dreams were still my own and when there was no love~ there was always one and when I was lonely I was never ever really left alone.
by Angel Cher
Eagle Juvy with Fish
My 1st capture of an Eagle at the Conowingo Dam, Md