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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

MY DEAR CATS. HEALINGS WITH ANIMALS IN MY WORLD.



MY DEAR CATS. HEALINGS WITH ANIMALS IN MY WORLD.


I HAVE RESCUED MANY ANIMALS IN MY LIFETIME. I FEEL THE POWER OF HEALINGS IN ANIMALS IN THEIR POSITIVE INTERACTION WITH HUMANS.

MY WORLD IS FILLED WITH POSITIVE HEALINGS WITH ANIMALS.

MIMMO, MY 9 YEAR-OLD CAT, WHOM I RESCUED FROM A HOSPITAL BACKYARD AT THE TIME SOMEONE ABANDONED HIM UNDER A PLANT -WHEN HE WAS JUST 15 DAYS OLD, IS GOING TO HAVE A COLON SURGERY TOMORROW. THE VET SURGEON WILL REMOVE HIS COLON INTESTINE, IN ORDER TO SOLVE A MEGACOLON ILLNESS (GIANT COLON THAT CAN'T FUNCTION) OR A CHRONIC CONSTIPATION THAT MIMMO HAS BEEN SUFFERING FOR SEVERAL YEARS. THEY WILL TRY TO SAVE HIS LIFE. THE VETERINARIAN DOCTOR WHO WILL OPERATE MIMMO IS A SPECIALIST IN FELINES, PLUS A VET DOCTOR AND DIRECTOR AT BIG ZOOS IN MY CORNER OF THE WORLD. HE IS THE BEST ONE WE'VE GOT. MY HUBBY WAS THE ONE WHO FOUND THE BEST VET.

I ALSO HOPE THAT YOU BELIEVE IN THE POWER OF HEALINGS WITH ANIMALS, ESPECIALLY WITH DISABLED, CHILDREN AND ELDERLY PATIENTS. I AM PRAYING FOR MY MIMMO, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND US AND DO THE SAME, IF YOU WANT TO... I AM A WILDLIFE AND PRAYER WARRIOR.

FRANK, A SEAL-POINT SIAMESE AND HIS 16 YEAR-OLD PAL, WILL MISS HIM SO MUCH, ALONG WITH SONYA AND OSITOY WHOM ARE ALSO RESCUED CATS.

I USED TO HAVE MANY CATS IN MY HOME. NOW, I HAVE GOT ONLY 4.

I SHALL BE TAKING GOOD CARE OF MY DEAR CATS.

NOW, YOU KNOW THAT IF I AM NOT IN HERE, YOU KNOW WHERE I SHALL BE, EXACTLY WHERE I BELONG.

GOD MAY BLESS YOU ALL!!

IN GOD'S GARDEN,

STARRY DAWN.

Monday, March 28, 2011

My Dear Grandma. She won't be forgotten...



My Dear Grandma. She won't be forgotten...

I look around folks in my world today, and I sadly realize that not too many people remember their loving grandmothers, at least, not the way I do. Today's post is dedicated to my dear grandmother who dwells in Heaven with the Lord. She passed away when I was 9 years old. I still remember her with so much love; she won't ever be forgotten...

My grandma lived with us, I meant, with my mom, dad and me. She was the mother of my mother. My granny was born in a small town in Genova, Northern Italy by the Mediterranean Sea around 1880. She used to tell me so many tales by the fireplace about the Ocean and her experience with it. When my grandparents got married in the early 1900's, they went to the sea shore on their Honeymoon, just to watch how the day would go by from dawn into dusk, and to gaze at how the Ocean would dream beneath the sun. Both of my grandparents were Artist of Fine Arts and Music. I wonder how I got these artistic genes of mine coming from...

A wonderful piece of Heaven- I touched -when I approached the beach. I used to get hypnotized by the Ocean majestic view. I have never experienced a better feeling inside my soul, better than being in contact with mother nature, better than being in contact with the sea. The horizon line blends so perfectly well with the deep blue sea that melts my emotions into a honeydew chew, just like coming out alive from an oil painting painted by my dear grandfather.

The painting talks as if one may feel that is right there with it walking barefoot on the white sand, or seating by the beach at daybreak. The passion for the beach and the sea, sunrises and sunsets have always stirred up and fueled my inner emotions.

The smell of seawaves crashing on the shore, the foam on top of the rolling waves, seaweeds left on the beach, the scent of purity in the air, and I -inhaling the essence of life, I could say now that it is one of those superb wonders that we are unable to describe with words, superb wonders that may engulf our souls in a way that one may touch Heaven with our imaginations.

It's funny the way life goes...My granny used to collect seashells with my grandpa at the shore.

And I also used to collect seashells from the sand that would be still wet by the sea water, and then brought them home as our everlasting memories. I used to share this experience with my best friend, who was a US Air Force Veteran and loved the beach life.

Thank you in advance for reading!!

God may bless you all!!

Until we write again.


Starry Dawn.

P.S: Dear Readers, I let you know that my desktop computer broke down. I could only borrow a small laptop to read and post for a short while. I have hard times to read small prints, due to my poor eye vision. Plus, this PC that I am using at this point does not allow me to post a picture of my granny that I've wanted to share with you this day. This PC also plays tricks on me. I don't know why, but I am upset about that...

I also deal with some chronical health issues. On top of all, some of my dear cats are ill at this point. I must take good care of them, and I don't have time to work on my writing issues. I am sorry about that. I don't think that I'll be coming back to My Blogs for a while. In the meantime, if you wish to visit an inspirational Online Christian American Community which has got Video-Poems with Music, I'll give you the Link to Click in the dark space below this line. It is called: "Open my eyes Lord."


Thank you in advance for understanding!!

God may bless you all, dear readers!!

Until we write or meet again.

Starry.

Monday, March 21, 2011

MY DEAR MOTHER, MY BEST FRIEND. A TRUE STORY.






MY DEAR MOTHER, MY BEST FRIEND. A TRUE STORY.

The other day, I came across a post written by a lovely fellow blogger who was talking about her dear mother. I always read carefully when I am interested in the topic or subject matter. My Online friend is lucky to still have her mom. I was not that lucky...
When it comes to talk about mothers, I feel like touching Heaven with the tips of my hands.
My dear mother was indeed, my best friend. She was the most wonderful person that I had ever met in my lifetime. I am unable to describe with words or poems what my mom really meant to me. My whole world shattered into million pieces when my mom departured from this world. She did not want to, for my mom was waiting for me and my little child to arrive from New York in the following days. Her dear life was taken away, snatched from her by evil doers. My life was completely changed afterwards. The change was great enough to make me become into a completely different woman. My dear mom was only 59 when she was gone.
This happened overseas and long ago...
When I was a little child, my mom sent me to a Christian Catholic Nun School. My own family were all Christians, and the nuns disciplined me. I was like a little soldier obeying rules and orders from my superiors, and they were all very strict, like bossy captains handling the boat. They did not want the boat to go adrift. No matter what they did, I still recall wonderful and loving memories from them. Folks who are old enough to remember how life was like at least 50 years ago, you will be able to understand what I am talking about. Respect was very important back then, for it was a big issue at that time. Complete obedience or respect to parents, mother, father, aunts and also higher authorities, like teachers, professors, doctors and so on was absolutely mandatory. Children never dared to raise their little voices, insult or hit or did evil things against their parents. Modern times arouse later on, like a nightmare to many who have different ways or lifestyles. I was brought up by my dear mom and her mother, my grandmother. They were Northern Italians. So, I've got Italian blood and heritage on my mother's side. My grandma lost her husband, the father of my mom, and my grandfather on my mother's side, when she was only 2 years old. My grandfather was Swiss. He was into Teaching Fine Arts, Oil Paintings and other kind of crafts.
He had a School of Art back in early 1900's. Unfortunately, he passed away at an early age, and left my mom without a father when she was still a baby. My grandmom had to work during times when women were not allow to work outside, only at home. In other words, my mom and my grandma,who raised me up, were old fashioned minded ladies. I -as a child and a young teenager- had to obey their strict rules, like no make-up, no nylon stockings, no high hills, no going out with friends, and no boyfriends ever. I was unable to get married or to have my own family. My upbringing was done with a strict discipline. I guess, I was born just to take care of my parents, and not to have a life on my own. Years later, when I grew up into an adult age, I decided to leave my mom's nest and settled down in New York by myself. It was devastating for my parents, especially for my mom. Anyway, I was determined, for I was looking for freedom...
Now, I could say that my dear mother was my best friend after all. No one could ever replace her loving ways. No matter what she did, she was still my dearest mother, and I respected her own ways. I'll always love my mom until the end of my life into Eternity.
Dear Online Friends, Do you still have your mother with you?? Is she your best friend?? If your mother is in Heaven, How was she like in a friendship with you as a child?? Do you have good memories of your childhood?? I just wonder...
I have written many poems for my dear mother. Now, I shall post one of them.
I call it: "MY MOTHER'S HEART."

Tears are falling
While I am standing in the rain,
Missing her hugs, her caring love,
Feeling that I'll be going insane.
I'll be growing older without her love
Until my tears will bloom into a rose.
When I say I miss her,
I am talking about my sweet mother.
I miss her love, voice and ways,
The corner where we used to gather
In Winter days by the fireplace.
Now, there is silence and a lonely place.
Mom used to sing and tell me tales.
Another day goes by without my mom.
To me, Mother's Day is every single day.
In my dreams, I call mom, yet I find no answer...
I keep calling mom as I dial in the sky.
Her number has been written in Heaven;
I mean to call, not to say good-bye.
This angel dove flew away
to Heavenly places afar.
She was so gentle, noble and pure.
I am talking about my mother's heart.
Author: Starry Dawn.
Thank you in advance for reading my Monthly Newsletters!!
I am looking forward to meeting my dear mother again in Heaven with the Lord.

Monday, March 14, 2011

New York Certified Nurse's Assistant. I truly care!!








New York Certified Nurse's Assistant. I truly care!!
It's truly amazing the way our dear Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ has been working on me in order to mold me the way He really wanted me to become. I am a very different person compared to what I used to be many years ago. Now, I have such a compassionate heart for the ones in need. I love to reach out for those who need help, those who are old and weak, those who are disabled, those who may be hurting in some way or another, or suffering from some kind of physical or mental illness.
I serve the Lord in this way, or in any way He wants me to serve Him, as a humble messenger for the Lord. I am a soldier for Christ, a wildlife and prayer warrior for Christ and for His world, His Almighty Creation. We, humans, must take good care of each other, and also care for our natural environment, mother nature, the natural wonders, and our dear animals of the world. If we don't respect them, they will become extinct forever, vanish into thin air, and we will be alone in a barren world of nothing. We'll eventually become extinct as well, if everything else is extinct. We all need each other. Let's put it in a nutshell, we must support each other in a Brotherhood of Christians in order to survive. You know, the devil's tricks come to steal our joy, our dreams and our lives. We must pray to the Lord on daily basis, and obey His Holy words in the Scriptures. We should follow high goals with lasting moral values, in order to enrich our spiritual wealth. It is not hard to do. We could begin with little things in our daily lives, one step at the time. We may help others in any way we can; I mean the ones who may need help, the hurting, the lonely, the homeless, the sick, the loveless, the unwanted, or the forgotten. Maybe, it could be just in a small way with a generous caring gesture, a letter of encouragement, a heartfelt message, a caring word or a phone call, a personal visit, a helping hand, a listening ear, a loving word out where it is needed, a kind support somewhere. You may just do little things each day which may add up in the end to meaningful lasting values in our lifetime. I have posted some old family pictures up in this post that were taken some years back. The first pic was taken during the Holidays at my aunts' home when they were still doing fine. My aunts were the sisters of my dear father. We had lovely times at our family gatherings. My younger auntie used to be a Concertist Piano player and an Opera Soprano singer. Auntie was very talented. I used to sing along while auntie played the piano. She used to play at Church, Weddings and other kind of events. As you may see in the pics, the aging process could be certainly devastating for people. I had to take good care of my dear aunts when they reached to a certain point of weakness and turned 95 and 96.
My hubby took some pics of us a few years back...
My oldest auntie needed a surgery in her lower abdomen and went to Hospital. My daughter flied from New York to visit their great aunts. I included a pic of them taken at Hospital. Then after surgery, auntie needed more personal care for her rehabilitation, so she had to go to a Nursing Home. My younger aunt got too weak and joined her sister there too. I always visited them on regular basis...
I recall to have seen a 100 year-old blind lady sitting alone in the Nursing Home, and a care giver would feed her at meal times while the other immates were at table.
She was blind, she could not see, so she would call for help with anxiety...
My aunts used to tell me that they were lucky to be able to see the world.
I showed my aunts good love from my heart of hearts. I'll always remember them for the love they have given to me and to my daughter at all times. I'll never forget them!! I miss them so dearly!! You know, they are all in Heaven with the Lord. And now, I am alone without them...They are all waiting for me there in Heaven. That is OK., I am ready to go at anytime. I have already packed my suitcase filled with good deeds in this world. My aunts got reunited with my dear parents who were already there. All my family is gone, and I have no siblings, so I have nothing, but God.
I have a wonderful Christian Online friend whose mother is blind and needs her personal care. I am praying for her mother and for my friend as well. In fact, I've decided to post these personal old family pictures to encourage her that she is not alone on the road. I have already been there as well with all my dear family members. It is very sad to see our beloved ones part. Anyway, when our Lord calls us, we must be ready at His call at anytime. Our feeble bodies are temporary, but our soul will be Immortal and Eternal in Heaven with God. Christians in action is the key.
This post has been dedicated for you, my sweet dear friend. I know you are hurting, sweetheart. I hope and pray that you visit me and read these kind words for you.
The Lord will comfort you, embrace you into His loving arms, and give you strength to carry on the inner pain in your soul. He will do the same with your dear mother.
I am praying for all of you!!
God may bless you all, and protect you always!!
In God's Garden,
Starry.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

"Friends are Angels sent by God."


"Friends are Angels sent by God."

Have you ever found a friend
That makes your heart glow
Someone who is wonderful
You feel honored to know.
Someone to laugh with, perhaps even to cry
Someone whom you love no matter what they do
Someone who looks up to you when you don't know why
Someone who just seems to understand you.
Someone that you think of day and night
Someone you pray for as you go to bed
Someone who shows up when the time is just right
Thoughts of them are always in your head.
Someone who shares with your ups and downs
Someone who appears whenever there is a need
Someone you share smiles with replacing all your frowns
Surely you must know, God planted that seed.
These seeds God has planted here on Earth
Were planted deeply in our friend's heart
They cannot be measured by earthly worth
Only by God's values placed here from the start
Value those friendships, honor their decisions
Respect their feelings, never make demands
Never try to make their dreams your revisions
Hold their love tightly in your hands.
Never get angry if you don't talk to them each day
Trust in friendship, send them a piece of your heart
For a heart can still feel loved even though it's far away
This is how God intended love to be from the start
Place their memory in your heart and mind
See them for what they really are
Continue to love them no matter the time
Friends are Angels sent by God from afar.
Author: Unknown.
Starry's Footnote: I share My Monthly Newsletters when I have something meaningful to say. I send my heart out each time I post a theme from my world.
I call myself, "The Christian Poet and Advocate for the Helpless and their Rights to Live. My Testimony is a Whispering Sound Riding in the Wind." Welcome Aboard!!
Thanks so much for sharing, visiting my journals, journeys of my mind, and my poetry corner!! If you say something to me, please use the English Language.
I truly appreciate your wise appraisals and heartfelt comments.
They inspire me to keep on going. Would you like a little chit-chat with me??...
Please, sit back, relax, linger for a while, have a cup of tea with me, browse through my older posts or my other blogs and enjoy the music of my heart. I share a little piece of my world as a virtual tour worldwide. Please, do not leave me alone, for I get depressed and weep so easily...
God's richest blessings may always abound in your life!!
Until we write again.
In God's Garden in Heaven,
Starry Dawn.