Bold and wild when the waves become harsh with injustices and dancing delicately with dreams of harmony .
Every beat of the heart creates a story . Born either from perceptions or the beautiful truth of your soul .
Weaving a way into and through our shared vulnerabilities and moments of courage just the other side of fear .
Rhythms change with each day bringing us to new ways .
Close to home water flows , slightly risen above the surface and yet reaches deeply
into one’s soul .
Sounds , eyes closed , of timelessness and possibility .
Light , eyes open , both playful and solemn .
Observance may become storytelling and a meditation with nature a poem as a guide .
Meandering through a global pandemic as if at any moment a beautiful , wild river will appear and cleanse the world from disease and dis – ease . Imagining the rapids roaring and mighty , surging onward , around twists and turns . The exhilarating force setting the heart free .
Slowly entering each day , it’s beginning unsure , then suddenly going all in . Questioning at least once each day ” do the unmasked notice the masked the way that the masked notice them ?” Life is a flow of change that does not judge and simply is . But in our choices we judge and claim for ourselves superiority .
Walking singularly through the hours there is an enormity of space for observations and for thoughts to wander and grow . Leap frogging from one to another and forming connections in the spaces left open by a global pandemic .
Silence . Remembering the lives that are lost in silence while the sounds of life , given a reprieve from man’s creations , are magnificent and subtle . How much can be heard in a single moment of silence ?
Or perhaps a look towards the night sky and imagining the timelessness of life . It’s beauty lives on through the science and miracle of light . the unknown and the known intertwined in a dance touching stars and planets and human hearts here on earth .
There is peace to be had in a pause and in a single breath . And in reflection as well as in action . Our thoughts , words and deeds live on beyond any single moment . Like imagining the rapids that go on and on .
A time to allow dreams to resolve any unrest .
Reborn in the morning with a heart blessed with peacefullness.
The dreams may not always be sweet but may they always bring peace at the
sign of the morning’s light .
The lie of victimhood having emboldened frustration tries to justify death . Each sacred breath divvied up into worthy or expendable …what’s next ?
It’s time to remind that free speech is responsibility . Not a weapon for one’s own use .
We are limitless in what and how we create and those that choose actions grounded in truth , integrity and compassion lead the way for longevity for the human race .
Experiences hold a key to changing perceptions and when ….that’s not on the table
where do we go from here ?
The soul of humanity is being fully explored . It’s light and it’s darkness are rising to the surface . Meeting face to face and discerning it’s direction .
When the dark comes knocking then it’s time to look and time to rise .
Time to make changes with fearlessness .
The air suddenly became more pure today .
Dismal darkness of a tyrant fading …with lessons remaining .
Love IS a legacy and will only happen when we choose it again and again …and again .
Hope is a dream both visionary and real .
It carries us through days and nights of cold and fire .
It inspires us to do what we only imagined the day before yesterday .
And we are today reaffirming Freedom .