Move Outside of Your Circle

Today I heard of a man who has studied our habit of living within a set circle .  Many of us rarely

venturing beyond the circle on our own .  Instantly , it spoke to my heart .  I was suddenly

excited to hear more .

Is  the inclination to push  past my own boundaries a thread  in my genetics ?  Some may say it’s

a flaw in personality  . Restelessness  of foolishness  .

I say it’s joy !

Wanderings   spontaneous or planned ,   close to home or far away ,  brighten the heart’s  way .

This man  that I heard today , he found his way to experience life outside of his circle .

Hooray !

The Love Letter Continues

I thank God that this work , this passion , this challenge is a never ending thread .

Incorporating  spirit with the practicalities  of living .  It anchors me to the earth and to  the

infinite power

of love.

It guides me to live in this moment while releasing me to explore the unknown .

 

The Rawness and The Love

The rawness exposed rising up from my soul .

Shuddering in it’s innocence and slightly sweet in it’s song .

Dares to be a melody and not a lullaby .

And a glimpse of raggedy edges does not frighten  me .

They have been seen before .

The longing for smoothness may appear along with gentleness in your glimpses  .

There is nothing to fear .

In a moment , when a breeze becomes more , I choose to run along beside it .

Almost wanting to close my eyes  and only to feel …

the delight and the laughter

and then I am free .

When the Spirit is Free

 

 

The Constricted Heart

When kindness is freed from it’s holding space ,  the mind opens up and  the muscles relax . We may even  become light enough to step into a dance .  A dance of sensing possibilities.  While the harshness fades  clarity  comes . It falls quietly away .  O do  we remember  how to choose to BE ?

The constricted  heart is in pain , you see .  It really only wants to be set free .  The anger planted there is a poison and it kills .  There is no pretty way around  it .  It is what it does and there is no more to be seen and said  .  Forgive those that trespass  against you .

Is that lesson still unlearned and not lived amongst us ?  Dare it be so .

Mon Coeur