A beautiful and grand Spirit - Pat Look (1941 - 2015)

Pat, a beautiful and grand Spirit
like her beloved mountain, Mt. Shasta

Dear Pat, you’re a beautiful and grand Spirit like your beloved mountain. Please, my beloved Friend:  feel the Love and Care returned you have so abundantly shared.... Please find the Peace and Rest you so assuredly deserve.... Please know how much you have touched, moved and made a difference in so many lives.... and Please see, hear, feel - and finally - be One with the eternal One. Thank you a million times. All my Love, p
22 May 2015

Obituary: Pat Look 

Posted Jun. 10, 2015 at 11:10 AM from MTSHASTANEWS.COM

Lake Shastina, Calif.

Pat Look, 74, passed on May 22, 2015 at her home in Weed, California. She was a strong woman who fought a courageous fight against cancer.

She is survived by her three children: Jeff, Julie and Cathy; two children-in-law, Nicole and Andy; her six grandchildren: Sam, Drew, Peyton, Nicki, Jake, Aidan; and many loving friends.

Born and raised in Chicago, Pat received her Bachelor’s in Psychology at the age of 32; and after moving to Florida, she obtained a Master’s in Computer Science while working full-time and raising three children.

Pat worked a myriad of careers in Florida and California including school teacher, computer programmer, pottery artist, massage therapist, and counselor.

Location change – We will gather at Hoy Park on Lakeside Drive in Weed to remember Pat. Her memorial service will be on Sunday, June 14 at 9 a.m.

One of Pat’s favorite song was “Hallelujah” by Lee DeWyze. These were a few of Pat’s mantras: “Listen to everyone and everything, including animals and the wind” “Feed people” “Show up. Pay attention” and “Learn everything you can.” 

Hallelujah - Lee Dewyze (from: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXxqWkJIUnQ)

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate

Truth's Love

truth's loves for Truth's Love

Truth's Love

So finally this book is full.

Am I really like book full too?

Or are there other books to write?

Other lovers? Other insights?

Other chapters yet to explore?

Love to master? and to live for?

How can all of the threads become

Wisdom so Paul's Love becomes Sum?

The Sum of every experience:

The fun; the scared-me wary dance;

The times when seemed disintegrate

When rhymes beamed didn't stem the hate;

The Sum of all the learning learned

To come to One past burning burned;

To make real Sense from grand total

Not forsake Soul and steal man's Whole.

For this way is not popular.

No bliss plays like lotto's win card

That seems to solve all in instant.

All screams absolved, then Paul's fall can't

Be understood while bliss does run.

The wonder would now Wisdom shun

Unless we somehow integrate

Summer's blessings with Winter's fate.

The heat, the cold, the warmth, the chill,

Defeat, the woe from life then killed;

All balanced with new Life's kind eyes;

Yin-Yang dance both foolish, wise.

What is the same throughout the years?

Through blame and shame, cruel shouts and tears?

Through blessed loving feelings felt

When confessed Love made defense melt.

When growth and growing made advance.

Unknowing's Going gave the chance

To allow other's wisdom heard.

So shallow, smothered Wisdom feared

Can finally Let Go and change.

Man can be free and rearrange

His folly's and his prejudice

So pauli's wisdom is his bliss.

And he can forgive arrows in back.

For Wisdom gives and shows attack

Are really as much about the bow

That's feeling touched so shoots arrow.

The bow and arrow are a team.

They show their sorrow defending.

So they must send their arrows here (hear?)

To stay (slay?) they bend care's bow from fear.

The arrows are but evidence

That sorrows care for Wisdom's dance.

For Truth passes through 3 stages: 

First, laughter, ridicule rages,

And next comes active counter-strife

When vexed hears Wisdom threatens life.

When assumptions would have to change

So Wisdom's dumped in love deranged.

But finally Truth is evident.

Love finds a way for Wisdom sent.

And those who really seek Truth's Love

Then know the feeling humble shoved.

That grow our healing loved Wisdom

And holds those healing to Love become.

"Truth's Love" by Loveson G. Flower

May 17th 2015, at Starbuck's in Rewood City, CA

photo from: http://s1147.photobucket.com/user/_lelove_/media/September%202011/91211universaltruthsaboutlovelovephotoloveimage.jpg.html

The Journey Is Its Own Reward

The following HeartSong is among the very first ever written in 1997, 

and is among my very favorite of all the perhaps thousands of expressions.

It was inspired then (and hence dedicated to) my wise and beloved friend, 

Pat Look, who always embodied - for me - the Question-Answer Road.

The Journey Is Its Own Reward

Once upon a time,

In the land of dreams and rhymes,

There lived a little Symbol,

Beautiful and nimble.

Who always was between,

The Question and serene

Answer to the Question.

Her name we musn't mention.

She always did her job;

Even when it made her sob

With the being in-between,

The Question and the scream.

Sometimes she felt the Sun,

When the Answers could freely come,

And could then bask into;

The bright, warm, sunny glow.

The Symbol grew each day,

And always found a way

To allow the Answer dear,

To be heard and to be clear.

So for many years,

Through trials and many tears,

The Symbol was always there,

While silent and always fair.

And she seemed to sometimes notice,

That the Questions showed the motive,

Of underlying Truths,

Of different paths to choose.

Because the Answers dear,

Were never to be feared.

They were her hope for growth.

Questions and Answers, she loved both.

She was just like a hand;

In the brave, new, wise dream land.

Who held the two partners:

Questions first and then Answers.

So they walked both hand in hand,

Across the See and Land.

And up withering heights.

She calmed their terror frights.

For sometimes the Answered Questions;

Were hard to hear and so shunned,

By both or either party,

Who Answered or Questioned to not See.

And our, poor Symbol became;

Old and sick from the cold rain,

Of stormy, tempest weather;

When Questioner hated Answer.

But she always did recover,

And saw in calmer weather,

That even in the tempest,

The Process was for the best.

For the Question-Answer Road,

When with love and care traveled,

Always led them home to Truth;

To new Understanding and Soul soothe.

And it was in this Soul dance,

That Homecoming had a chance.

Because the Question-Answer,

Were really just two mirrors.

For what does one mirror see,

In another mirror's be?

Cannot she see forever there;

In his seeing here her mirror clear?

This is the Dance's wise Purpose:

To find the Way, for Soul to choose

The Path of Love, the Path to Whole,

The Path with Oneness as the goal.

And our little Symbol dear,

Who helped the Path become so clear

Smiled lovingly through happy tears,

That they found the Way past their Fears.

And though knocked down and lying flat,

Our Symbol rose somehow to tap

Into the Source of Light and Know;

To help them See, their Paths to show.

Thank you kind Symbol for your help,

For being there with no thought of self.

And they are forever in her debt,

Though she modestly hopes they will forget,

And just continue Seeing clear.

She loves that they transcended Fear.

And the Journey is its own reward.

Questions & Answers married is....

.... Love transformed.

Love Transformed

The Journey Is Its Own Reward
by Loveson G. Flower
6/28/97
Drawing by Loveson G. Flower

Real Life Hero(ine)

Dedicated to Pat Look - who is, has been, and will be forever - my truly loved, Real Life Hero(ine).

Real Life Hero

Love Cures

My beloved and wise friend Pat taught me so many things .... like what true "friendship" really means......On Pat's wall was a beautiful and inspirational quote that always touched my heart: " "Friendship is the commitment to each other's health and well-being in the adventure of life. "

Last stanza from "Love Cures" :

What does "friendship" really mean?
Commitment to our health & well-being
In the adventure of life.
With real friends, Love cures hurt lives.

Thank you Universe for true heros and heroines, and true friends....  and thank you Pat for all you have meant and will always mean to me.

Love Cures

Fill up the void with fancy things.

Hope to avoid what lonely brings.

Buy new house, new car, new clothes.

Fly far to vacation shores.

Stay in 5 star hotels fine.

Delay pain of heart with mind.

Fancy food, best restaurants.

Dancing's good if forget haunts.

Ghosts which haunt and chase in night

With their chants can't face, for fright.

I must always run away.

Never trust what Soul would say

On the last day of my life.

When all's lost and way's end's nigh;

What is valuable then?

Was it all valuable friends?

Those that were really fidel.

Those that held though I gave hell.

Stood by me through thick and thin.

Understood. Forgave me then.

What does "friendship" really mean?

Commitment to our health & well-being

In the adventure of life.

With real friends, Love cures hurt lives.

Music for Love Cures video: Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, op. 43, Variation 18
Composer: Rachmaninov
Pianist: Arthur Rubenstein
Album: Rubenstein Adagios - Romantic Reveries for Piano and Orchestra
Love Cures Animation by Loveson G. Flower using Apple iMac, Apple's iTunes and Quicktime Pro, Time Machine OSX Screensaver, FlipText OSX Screensaver, iSquint and Snappy Pro.
"Love Cures" heart song by Loveson G. (Gabrielle) Flower  17 April 2008


"Real Life Hero" www.Thaigoodstories.com & https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FkG-Bh9J9c
"Love Cures" by lgflower from http://sunflowermultimedia.blogspot.com/2009/03/univere-cure.html

English-French Translation by (Traduction anglais-français par) Google Translate