Category Archives: Joy

A Man Standing Alone

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 .

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 .”

Warm Embrace

Warm embraces

and

forceful steps   are ….

lingering  and speaking .

Prayers are more than you think .

A silent language living in a single cell

and

then multiplying  as we think .

The way is compassion  not hate .

It is a choice , after all  ,  that warm embrace .

Friends

 

 

Do You Embrace Spontaneity ?

Imagine leaving room for spontaneity .  In such a moment one’s spirit  may breathe easy , release and soar . A revival of energy invited to flow simultaneously  opens doors and creates the birth of  courage .

It is  moment dedicated to nurturing joy and with it comes  clarity and purpose .  A state of exuberance  in living for the sake  of living .   In welcoming the joy and the freedom of spontaneity   we may choose to travel further into the unknown  .  The unknown parts of ourselves  .   It is a vessel of treasures this spirit of freedom and giving and exploring .

'Essence '

‘Essence ‘

Life in a Single Drop from My Heart

The strength  and lightness of a sprit’s new life ,

Beauty to behold against the dark  while the birth  is given  in the light .

In moments of fading and flickering  with exposure to the old life 

while progressing  to climb craggy cliffs .

footholds uncertain here and there while reaching with the fearlessness of something known as  faith .

The eyes of this new life has wings kept out of sight  and  to look up in a vision when you are free .

Should you choose to live from that place in the heart,

 the spirit’s new life 

in your hand you will hold .

'Jewel of Life'    Acrylic 18x17"

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

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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 .