Remembering Crikey


 

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This is a post I created when Steve died.It was located in my zimbabast web pages that are no longer on the web.I kept the HTML of all pages. This past week I have been watching the new series on his family and how they have carried on and preserved his passion for wildlife.

The morning of September 4th 2006 I was watching the news. It was Labor Day Holiday.

I had went to put a pot of coffee on and heard the shocking words that now have become a mainstay here and around the world.

The Wildlife Warrior, our Crocodile Hunter was dead.

He died on the 4th, he was 44.

I thought how strange, those numbers.

Many believe 444 means an angel is close by

In Doreen Virtue’s book on Angel Numbers, she describes the meaning of 444 as, “Thousands of angels surround you at this moment loving and supporting you. You have a very strong and clear connection with the angelic realm, and are an Earth angel yourself. You have nothing to fear, all is well.”

In disbelief and shock, my tears began falling.

As I went about my day the airways were filled with the news.

The unbelievable news that he was gone.

The man who seemed invincible had been swimming off the coast of the Great Barrier Reef.

He swam over the gentle giant of the sea, also affectionately called the bird of the sea and suddenly without reason or why was stung when the tail pierced his chest and lodged in his heart.

The news reported that he pulled the serrated barb out and was unconscious when brought up to his boat “The Croc1″

Terri and children were hiking in Tasmania and had not received word.

That is behind us now.

The fireside memorial held for family and closest of friends has been held at his beloved Australian Zoo, the Grand Memorial where his favorite song” True Blue” was sung by Mr. Williamson was presented at the Crocoseum,built by Steve for his feedings of his beloved DOLLS or Dinosaurs as he called them.

His daughter Bindi spoke so endearing of him, her father who she said she would miss every day and when seeing a crocodile would forever think of him.

The day that popular television personality Steve “Crocodile Hunter” Irwin died was the day his wife, Terri, says she lost her prince.

Terri, his beloved soul mate has spoken with Barbara Walters on 20/20.

“Soulmates are people who bring out the best in you.

They are not perfect but are always perfect for you.”

“Despite the loss of her husband, Terri says she still feels blessed that she had him in her life. “I had romance like I didn’t think existed anymore, a wonderful romance. He was passionate and determined and enthusiastic.”

“Steve changed the world.”

Terri says he changed the world by giving everyone a message.

“If you can reach out and touch and love and be with wildlife, you will forever be changed and you will want to make the world a better place. … If we do nothing … we’re in trouble. And he did more than anybody. So I think we can all do something.”

“He was fun.

He taught me it’s OK to play in the rain. And splash in my puddle. And let the kids get dirty. And spill ice cream on your pants.

He didn’t sweat the little stuff.

He followed the big picture.

And he had fun!

Now I’m going to work really hard at having fun again. …

I’m Mrs. Steve Irwin.

I’ve got a lot to live up to.”

Glass House Mountains Tourist Drive in respect and memory of Steve and all his conservation efforts has been renamed it “The Steve Irwin Way”

Though it did not make any of the television specials and retrospectives, one of my favorite tributes came on a radio phone-in show on the afternoon that Steve Irwin was killed.

A young mother chirpily recalled the day that her young infant managed to perform potty duties

For the first time without any mishaps.

In celebration, she told her proud young son that he could call anyone in the world to share

the good news.

“I want to call the Croc Hunter,” came the cry.

The moments,hours,days,weeks have gone by.

“flat out like a lizard drinking”

British poet Sydney Dobell wrote this eulogy in 1854

Nature, a jealous mistress, laid him low.

He woo’d and won her; and, by love made bold,

she show’d him more than mortal man should know,

Then slew him lest her secret should be told.

And yet, those rare few still lean ever closer, hungry for a hint or a whisper nature knows them or understands them or loves them like they love her. Or she even knows they exist.

That she doesn’t is chilling or comforting, the only constant.
Karen Bishop’s words helped me get through this grief.

From her post:

His departure could not have been more perfect. He was interacting with a representative of the animal kingdom. What we are about, always comes into our arena, as like energies always attract like energies. This incredible creature from the sea, volunteered to assist with the soul decision of Steve Irwin to depart. This man had a tremendous amount of heart. He oozed it wherever he went and with all he encountered. What a perfect alignment then, to go out through the energy of the heart.

The combination of the heart energy, the animal kingdom, and Steve Irwin created a perfect alignment for who he was in all ways.

And this was the energetic portal that he left through.

CRIKEY!!!!!

WE MISS YOU!

This Memorial was Written and Created by Cynthia

September 29th 2006.

 

Out with the bath water | Nomad


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On the radio with DJ freshvintage


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How did we get on this subject ? Vintage is the one thing I would desire too spend money on.

Remember what is new too you today will be worth some bucks in a Vintage Way years from now.

At any rate. The subject came up because a person posted a photo of his self with his appendage draped across a towel. He advertised it as a towel Holder for females only.

Seriously, I do not recall how we jumped on these two conversations.

I really thought it was a towel holder and wondered why he hadn’t given it to my daughter instead of selling it ?

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In the meantime I hung Halloween witches, ghosts, pumpkins, and skeletons. Three of the plastic cats have already fallen.

Put catnip on the fake dog and mouse that is the size of Hempy and China was in fear for her life.

Guess she favors a real cat attack.

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This is funny. I was trying to figure out where I seen this BEEP BEEP BOOP after I seen all the flak WordPress is getting on the new post area. So, I thought well that’s a catchy blog title. Now I realize that’s where I seen it. It pops up each time you hit new post.

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My Eclectic Blog is getting new traffic.

Slide down the Eclectic Avenue and check out Sand and Salt

Simplicity


I started blogging on WordPress in 2011. I appreciate each follower. Every Like and love comments. I have Spam guards in place so that is not an issue.

Like anything in life things have a way of being put on the back burner so too speak.

Lately I have going through my extensive blog and realized that it is so very scattered, organized yet so much to ponder.

So, I have started paying more attention to Salt and Sand

It is more simplified.

My Favorite Things so too speak.

My Zoo

Food

Inspiration

Quotes

My Photography

I hope you will check it out.

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Shut The Door


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Commenting on this web-blog

I seem to go around in circles when I wake up. Even if a good night’s sleep has rendered me a good 8-9 hours. Naps, really have me discombobulated. I decided to go back to my Dream journals over the years and just made two new pages on the subject of dreaming~lucid and otherwise. Then I searched Dreaming blogs and yours caught my interest. On a added note, Caribbean Blue by Enya has always been a favorite song of mine.

 

Shoot-Out at To~hajiilee


Ozymandias

I feel a withdrawal coming on. True that fact. I think “Breaking Bad” should keep going. Lots of story left to tell. Lots of people deserving their inevitable dismiss.

I know, three more episodes to tie up the loose ends.

OZYMANDIAS

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunk-less legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”.

‘To’Hajiilee’ Is the Finest Episode of ‘Breaking Bad’ Yet – The Daily Beast.