Category Archives: courage

Release the Wild Hope

  Integrity lives beyond the ego and  inside of her heart . And  though she is not always so tame , her passions fuel the desire to do good quietly .  The dreams born in the heart are beautiful and bold   and the ideas that flow from  her mind move around  edges both rocky and smooth,  inside and out .

A moment arrives as if in were late and along with it comes a bit of it’s wild . Now,  Will I go with this bit of wild and see ? For in this moment , you see ,  it is life and it is free .

This wild hope , it lives in me and I offer to others at every place I see.

Rattle your cage and go into your heart . Your dearest friend awaits you there with open wings and a wild hope and heart .

'Coming into Being' chalk pastel 18x24 2/2013 #48

‘Coming into Being’ chalk pastel 18×24 2/2013 #48

 

 

 

This is What I Have to Give

In one  moment ,

It’s power is eternity .

Swept up by it’s energy , it can swirl you into anguish .

Let it be still and observe the courage .

It passes , as we understand time within our walls .

Parting the walls is as simple as moving energy .

Transform your spirit with welcoming the heart .

Live forever in the heart or travel endlessly in places of dispute while carrying  the weight  of hate .

These moments live with you forever .

What do you think about that ?

 

'Beauty going In'  oil pastel   2012

‘Beauty going In’
oil pastel 2012

Home Inside The Stars

The light that naturally lives , even in the darkness .  And a joy that celebrates, though quietly when there is despair. This is home .  The laughter at the door invites you into yourself to recognize that your  life is  sacred  . A challenge or a smile beckons to be released and a gentle  embrace remembers when  moments  were born .

When the  morning song of a single bird was the sweetest sound you’d ever heard . And  when you’d lie on your back ,side by side , in the grass  . Entering  the heavens through sight of the stars  above and knowing somehow that it’s home .

Together again we look up at the clouds , and  breathing  softly and deeply  we relax into the earth beneath us .  She holds us and  gives freedom .  Each breath is a quiet meditation  and  a thank you to life .   We enter our imaginations  and creations . It is Heaven here on earth and it’s Home .

Enchantment

Enchantment

The Light of Paris

2016-10-07-11-30-35                    A train ride so swift and me, a sleepy soul .  Like a child whose enthusiasm burns so high and then flickers away .  The motion of the train lulls me into sleep .

When was the last time I was alone in a foreign city ?  Was I ever …really ?  Hard to recall  now .  I love the newness ! And yet it feels old .  Old in that companion sort of a way .  Ha ha !  There is no getting lost when I am always near .

The city is alive  and yet somber too .  This world has taken it’s toll on you and me too .

Walking within a city is to know her . Letting the crevices of warmth  reveal themselves alongside the nudges of grandeur and  completing one chapter .

It is delightful that I’ve come upon  two of the experiences I’ve hoped for on the first day . The river Seine and a clear view of the Tour Eiffel . Oui ! Oui !  I walk across the river going from the right to the left bank and back again .

Nearly as delightful is winding my back to my Paris flat . . I didn’t get lost , hardly skipped a beat trusting my intuition .

Oooh la la ! I notice men noticing me in that subtle way the nicer ones do .  And so around the  corner I went  to sit outside at a cafe with a hot cup Ceylon tea and listened to my surroundings .Paris has welcomed me .

COURAGE

The  courage lives in willingness . It shines brightly in the vulnerability where it  is born and in the continuous  resurrection  of hope . We go traveling within ourselves upon the insistence of courage . The discoveries  of wisdom and  inspiration   are in a treasure chest  that we possess .  The knowingness is always there though it shifts location  under layers of ego and fear . It is always there . It belongs to us always .

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Wild Hope

I’ve learned that it does not suit me too well to sit in the quiet of hope but , rather , to be in the wild of it .  This is not to say that there isn’t  great value in quieting the mind . There is , there truly  is .   There are those delicious times when hope lives it’s mightiest in the doing , in the wild side , the wild side of hope .

'Jewel of Life' Acrylic 18x17"

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

The Door

Will you walk along with me ….towards the door ?

Yes  I will .

I will hold your hand . will you hold mine ?

Yes I will .

Oh wait !  Just a moment  . I’m suddenly not so sure .  If you’re scared then I’m scared too .

what to do ? What to do ? !

Gentle smiles and quiet glances soothed away the fears .  For now…  the way was clear .

I could only go as far as the door .  You had to do the rest .

Stepping back to let you go  and  leaving tears  upon your cheek .

Our adventure began long ago  and the time has come to start again .

Sweet peace to you .'Out of the Storm'    soft chalk pastel   2012 #10