Category Archives: Discovery

I Belong to the Stars

I belong to the birds and to  the trees ,

And the flowers and the sky.

And to the bees and the dreams  and the rivers and the streams .

I belong to the mountains and the hills  and to the stars in the sky .

Wherever  they came  from embrace them . Embrace them and breathe them in so as to experience the sweet release that is freedom .  Now live and breathe out . Feel the arrival of luscious laughter and joy needing no reason to be . Just be . 

Deeply alive to feel it all so true . An easy road not so,  though magnificent  in grace and inexplicable in sorrow .  Either one may be manipulated away should  we choose it . Better to recognize the beauty living in the pain . The stars in the sky as you see them do you wonder silently to yourself ” Am I seeing only the remains of this brilliant, fiery light ? Am I looking straight into it’s death and seeing the beautiful  glow ? ” 

Each moment we embrace  and each breath we take notice of is our gift to eternity . 

'Jewel of Life'    Acrylic 18x17"

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

 

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

Living Deeply

Living Spirit

Living Spirit  

To be better than me ,

rather than someone else .

Where is the stopping point ?

Who knows ? And that is the point .

Limitless .

Only in death will I stop only I won’t stop  because in death I am born .

I Belong …

 

Home in My Soul

Home in My Soul

I belong to the birds and the trees ,

And to the flowers and the sky .

And to the birds and the dreams ,

And to the rivers and the streams .

I belong to the mountains and the hills

And to the stars in the sky .

A Winter Memory

The darkness was partially lifted by the falling snow . At 10 pm it was lightly landing and barely leaving a trace . By midnight it had become , more than , likely  that I would surrender to it’s pull.
The falling drops were filling  the sky now and blanketing the ground .  I felt called to become a part it .

The desire to be enveloped by the quiet, soft world of Winter called to a place deep inside of me. The knowing that the cold could bring a chill was no deterrent  . I trusted that the warmth of the beauty and purity would warm me . It was Midnight now .

The  glow of the moon and the delicate , white drops filling the sky were  completely irresistible  now .  I felt my heart quicken as I put on my warm , wool coat  and gloves . Feeling as if it might all disappear  if i were  not quick enough . Eager to offer my appreciation  I went , Practically racing , to the front door then pausing. For such  a moment  commands a pause. Then flinging it wide open  savoring the  first wave of cold air to touch my face .

It was  a lovely  tingling  awakening all of  my senses . Exhilaration  and  anticipation brought  a release of girlish laughter .  Ahhh , the  crisp , clean , cold air . Seeing my breath escaping into the night while the cold continued to pinch my cheeks . Giddiness  and  peace in one place .

Turning my face towards the heavens , eyes closed , feeling each drop of snow as it lands on my skin and just, as quickly , disappearing  again  into the warmth .  When I opened my eyes again I was comforted my sights on the moon .