A man standing well off to the side of a convenience store . Looking cold from the chill in the air and with a well worn roller bag next to him . Big eyes with a look of kindness against his weathered face which clearly held some stories .
Suddenly i was looking to see if I had any cash with me . Yes, I did . It was a moment of certainty after that . I walked towards him . He was gracious and thankful . He began to say something . He hesitated seeming lost a bit . ” You don’t have to tell me your story because I already understand it ” I said . A moment of connection that takes me to my heart .
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 .”
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 .
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 .