The light arriving earlier now and lingering longer . Renewing , refreshing and inviting new inspirations for change .
Stellar Jay’s appear with their eye catching brilliant blue and the song birds delicate sounds float through the air .
A breezy chill in a symphony of sunlight both playful and hopeful eases the day into evening and a happy rest .
The light arriving earlier now and lingering longer . Renewing , refreshing and inviting new inspirations for change .
Stellar Jay’s appear with their eye catching brilliant blue and the song birds delicate sounds float through the air .
A breezy chill in a symphony of sunlight both playful and hopeful eases the day into evening and a happy rest .
A dance with changing circumstances ,
a drain or a lift ? A reestablishment of sense of self and finding one’s footing once
again.
Not for the faint of heart yet as we move through that which we fear in time it
is transformed into the familiar .
A dance with identity perceived by the inner self and interpretations of how we think
the world views us .
It’s the perceptions that we hold onto with fierceness can cause the most discomfort .
Is it habit or real ? If it is habit that doesn’t make it any less real .
Dancing through circumstances may feel more like trudging through mud in moments
of fear …all it takes is one moment and then you feel like your home and the comfort is
real .
It was unexpected . As I walked along a well loved , urban path around a lake I paused . Delicate looking leaves sitting atop the water and the tree above reflected in a beautiful blue . The rich , inspiring colors and shapes all came together in order to create a story . I took a step towards the edge of the water and just slightly removed from the passerby’s . And for a moment was like a magical haven .
Evenly onward I go . Rising and then flowing with the downward slopes as they come .
Moving steadily and weaving in the joys as obstacles are flung here and flung there .
Evenly onward I go . And an unexpected moment appears and tips the scale .
Charging fast into the passion of a moment I let my voice rise from the deep , loud
space of fatigue and cry out ” No More !”. Enough of all of the tedious , barking
demands from systems designed to be in command .
I let out my barks and in a moment , or two, I am done .
Released and then I rise through my woes once again .
blchapman 