The days , mostly , filled with doing and moving . Prioritizing and producing . And so I come to the water’s edge to be still . To witness . To feel my heart being soothed and to know that the wild part has a place too . 
It seems to be time to let go . The barriers built so silently in a moment here and years stretching out there . The heart seeks it’s freedom and it is in the willingness to be seen and felt that the freedom lives .
In the tears that didn’t get hugged away in healing will come a new breath . Vulnerability worn with honor and fearlessness in acceptance of the imperfect spirit learning this dance .
Leap , rest , twirl , rest . Always bringing love into the dance . 
A dream tucked snugly into one’s heart and waiting . Waiting until there is a sudden , beautiful click signaling that different necessary elements have come together to breathe life into the dream .
Can you see it in your mind’s eye ? The dream that excites you and carries you through the moments of wondering ” Is his all there is ? ” And even those moments are fleeting and precious and will become a layer in the dream in your heart.
And a doubt ..or two may arrive like a wave . Washing over you and asking for your attention . A small detail held in your hand may become the whole world in your thoughts.
The dream carried in your heart came with you into this world and waits for you . 
Your beauty comes from a deep soul . Courage and light gathered throughout an arduous
journey . One of kindnesses given when ugliness roared in your direction . Stamina that rose
up despair and carried you to your wisdom . Willingness , oh the the willingness to see the
reason and to imagine the victory at the other end . Grace , it is the light shining outward from
your heart that surrounds you with grace .
Cheers to love and new explorations . And to courage of our own design .
I raise my glass to healing old wounds and to freedom of every kind . Here’s to the fireworks
that celebrate the you that comes alive in sprit and the truth in the heart that guides us
eternally .
Cheers to you sweet adventures that bring about new sights and signs of inspiration . And to
wisdom that revisits in new forms , strengthening a few best bits of living .
I raise my glass to you dear life , dear loved ones and to possibilities !
Happy New Year .
The power in your mind designs a new step while you rest . A step of boldness and beauty both folding in on each other and forming a star in the heavens above . The freedom to be or to turn the other way around or the freedom to delve deeply into mystery and then leave the page blank …a choice and it’s free .
To know fully what’s in your heart , and I do mean fully , then you are a step closer to being free. The moments that seem to disappear will remain with your heart if you were present though not free and the moments that are reciprocal in the upper world of love will lift a mind into healing .
There is a peaceful heart that can be born again and again ….and again . It is a choice and it is free .
Mon Coeur
In the eyes there is something and when I pause inside of a look we are lightly intertwined . In a moment a stranger might become recognizable as friend since we shared woes and laughter and isn’t that beautiful ?
In a moment I’ve become lightly intertwined in the music that calls to a place in the past and in the dreams of what is yet be realized . Is it inside of an airport cafe with fellow travelers whose thoughts are , for a moment , removed from the hurrying and weary mind ? Lightly intertwined long enough to feel the others humanity .
Alone on the edge of the shore , water creating a dance, and summoning an internal hymn to be sung to nature . Surrendering to the rhythms of the waves so that I may be lightly intertwined .
And it is within each breath and heartbeat that we are all lightly intertwined .
The comforts of familiarity begin turning away and deep , long breaths move in to stay . The sky is where my eyes turn to for a sense of endless possibilities and are covered with smoke now and it has shut us in .
The still waters don’t bring peace but the roaring , wildness of the ocean calm the spirit and bring dreams to light . There is peace already living in each breath and each breath is as dear as old friends .
At first signs of restlessness …Remember to think and to go through those doubts and then you’ll arrive somewhere new . And remember to hear the feelings without making them shout. Splendidness is everywhere just maybe not your particular type . And your particular type will have your heart singing . Twinkling eyes , singing in your heart and twirling with laughter ….
That is where my restless heart wants to go .
Stepping back , clearly to see , and then recognizing the flutters in the heart .
Ready and willing to go . Go onward and onward soaring free .
New breath awaits to be tingling the senses and to introduce discoveries .
An old heart renewed in the light of the minds eye and a wandering spirit tells tales
worthy of feast days and banquets by the ocean’s edge .
When the stars invite me for a stroll in the moon’s light or in the darkest night I say yes .
Always yes .
I must break free to breathe again . The power of life chooses when to burn as a fire or to
flow easily as a stream . The heartbreak of one is the heartbreak of humanity and will not go
down without a break in the hate .. The heartbeat of one will rise like the heartbeat of all and
break free to breathe again .
There are voices in the trees telling an unseen world of injury and giving lessons for healing
and there are righteous songs among the animals teaching of a courageous path to
break free to breathe again .
Each time this one human heart is fractured by the weight of despair, by the actions of lost
souls ,
renewal arrives in the power of a new moment , determination unrelenting , and the grace of
life in each breath
leads us to break free and breathe again .
‘Release’ soft chalk pastels 2012
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