The comforts of familiarity begin turning away and deep , long breaths move in to stay . The sky is where my eyes turn to for a sense of endless possibilities and are covered with smoke now and it has shut us in .
The still waters don’t bring peace but the roaring , wildness of the ocean calm the spirit and bring dreams to light . There is peace already living in each breath and each breath is as dear as old friends .
At first signs of restlessness …Remember to think and to go through those doubts and then you’ll arrive somewhere new . And remember to hear the feelings without making them shout. Splendidness is everywhere just maybe not your particular type . And your particular type will have your heart singing . Twinkling eyes , singing in your heart and twirling with laughter ….
The moon rise slides into place . It’s light inviting and inspiring . It commands your energy into new and ancient places . Is it deep sleep or restlessness that it brings ? It’s glow could you bring you home some night . And to a home that seemed vaguely absent it may help you to meet once again . On those rare nights when it catches hold of you , when you didn’t see it coming , and it takes one of your breathes away and you loose the insignificance bits . In that second there is freedom . Illumination in degrees is , at times , surprising . It may be necessary to decide to welcome the bright light and it’s warmth . It is there waiting to know your soul’s answer is yes . Yes to ancient light from stars long gone and yes to steering along a path set in motion when your first breath had begun .
Moving through the restless ego and the dearest friend of a lifetime in spirit . The journey of the creative heart unfolding , it’s whims and battles within the mind and soul breathing . It is the dance and awakening and release that fuels yearnings . in the deepest, slow breath intimacy with a mystery is realized in the creation of art and use of words . Together they sing .
The wild so real it’s beautiful . It runs so deep that all the thorns have fallen away and turned into dust . As it opens up , stretching ever wider , it’s magnificence will envelop your heart . There may be a song to ignite the stirrings or a lullaby to soothe the spirit’s lonely wanderings .
There is joy in the beautiful , wild road . It seeks for you all the while that you sleep . And it holds your heart so dear that the comfort that you feel becomes real . Feel the lightness in the touch of the stars when they dance in your eyes . It’s an invitation to twirl with all of your heart.
The beautiful , wild road will show you the magnificence that is you .
The murmurings are there , ever sweet and dear . They are there . The challenge to know oneself better than any other is truly what the world has asked of you . You may choose to make a fancy flight of getting away or a plain ‘ole barn to stash away , but the light that is you will find it’s way . It will find it’s way out and into the world .
There is wisdom in those shadows that you shy away from . wisdom so dear it will take your breath away . Give pause and listen to the splendid quietness and you will hear the wisdom in the shadows .