Category Archives: courage

Come Back

Come back . Come back to the trust in your heart .  Remember  a moment when your heart was repelled by hate and all you wanted was the feeling of home . The feeling of being loved in spite of hard times . The feeling that somehow it is all going to be fine .

Come back . Come back to the truth that you care . Have you been hidden from compassion because fear made you chase circles of lies  ? It’s ok to put down the fear and to feel what’s real.

Come back to all humanity and be free .

The Spirit is Free

Born into interwoven threads of an untold story .  The broken soul arrives hungry for , both ,

solitude and intimacy  . Dance my sprit into the depths of the truest light of love and present to

me the challenges of diving through any fears .  And in the body feeling alive with intensity  in

the moments when I swim in the wildness of the ocean or am climbing a steep, ragged trail for

miles .  A release takes place then you are beautifully  free . The strain is gone and spirit is

there.

The Gift of an Eagle

Late afternoon sun inspiring a drive to the water’s edge  .  The  coolness in the air nearly stopped a walk on the beach .  It was a day that could have been early spring or  fall .  The light from the sun was diffused  by clouds and yet also giving a comforting warmth in the breezes .

I stopped at a bench and sat for a bit .  It was low tide though the water seemed to be coming back in . Small waves on top of small waves and the light shimmering and dancing along the water’s surface . Looking out and looking in as I sometimes call it .  Looking beyond the day’s events and freeing one’s mind .

It was just then that I noticed a bird sitting atop of a piling , exposed by low tide ,  out in the water .  Looking more intently  I reared that it wasn’t just any bird but rather an Eagle . I remained for a bit longer .  I began hoping that I’d get to witness his flight and just as I stood up to go this wonderful bird took flight  from his perch .

He soared with such grace and beauty .  I stood watching , taking it in , and whispering ” thank you .”

Holding a Dream

Joyous hand holding in a dream or was it you ? When you were there , you weren’t there .

And I loved you still . Lessons for hearing  my heart and soaring free …and to believe .

It’s up to me .

Dancing thoughts anchored by the presence  of you now twirling freely

and

leaping into adventures  of this world and into ancient threads of humanity .

The power of release in a heartbeat and tender moments will never die . 

 

The Bold in the Heart

                                                                 

Facing the human spirit ,  witnessing  struggles shared ,  and stepping into delight .

Delight in inspiration even when it is fleeting .  It is an awakening  , treasured and dear .

Layers of paint , boldly placed , are sometimes scraped away .  Intent on connecting to the

heart , mind and spirit .  It a world obsessed  with time , doing and going , this work that i do

asks  for a pause and ….to see the gentle bits along side the bold .

Whispers Traveling through Unexpected Channels

Amidst my own fury and sight retreated from  any view  , suddenly , I hear a whisper .  Cease the fury and be gone so that i might hear .  I love to hear the loving murmurs directing me to be strong .  The whispers of comfort reminding me of love’s endless life and the nudges that bring me home to who I am .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

The Hues of the New Day

Oh I how I breath in  deeply at the sight of the new day .

Leaving room for wondering , leaving room for you dear yesterday .

Sometimes I speak to you in the night and wait in vain for your reply .

And sometimes the mystery of the night is  my cloak of comfort and inspiration to fly .