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Through Rising Woes …

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 .

Reflections on the Season of Giving

In the northern hemisphere we have a chill in the air . Winter storms , at times light and lovely or wild and harsh , that slow down our pace . Perhaps memories of childhood snow days bring a smile as we keep warm inside .

Is it the prettiest package and nifty trinket inside that lights up our hearts ? I venture to guess it is rather the thought and time that remains in our thoughts .

The very spirit of giving is inspirational and contagious . A beautiful flow of humanity creating a web . A gentle kindness towards a stranger can make your own heart sing . La la la …let the joy in and then give it away again .

An extra can of soup purchased at the store and donated on the way out of the door . Check on a neighbor and think of how it must feel that somebody cares .

What better way to celebrate the season of miracles amongst so many faiths than to step beyond our busyness and let people know that they are cared about .

Remembering the Joy of Quietness

A meditative place where hymns of renewal and release breathe .

Where space for calmness and peace reside .

Free from pushing and pulling and instead feel the rhythm of my heart beating

and soothed by breathing .

In the joy of quietness I am charmed by the birds singing and by the light dancing with

her shadows .

Remembering the joy of quietness I am free .

Passing Moments

I saw you . A soft and worn smile coming from your eyes inviting and calm . A moment much needed and such a surprise . Thinking of how we can give so much in a passing moment with a shared smile .

I saw you and humbly looked into your eyes . Is there a willingness to share in a moment of our humanity ? Respectful if not and a bit of glee if it is there .

I saw you and thought how two strangers heartbeats might sync for a moment as we pass by .

What Does It Require to Alter Perception ?

The lie of victimhood having emboldened frustration tries to justify death . Each sacred breath divvied up into worthy or expendable …what’s next ?

It’s time to remind that free speech is responsibility . Not a weapon for one’s own use .

We are limitless in what and how we create and those that choose actions grounded in truth , integrity and compassion lead the way for longevity for the human race .

Experiences hold a key to changing perceptions and when ….that’s not on the table

where do we go from here ?

The soul of humanity is being fully explored . It’s light and it’s darkness are rising to the surface . Meeting face to face and discerning it’s direction .

When the dark comes knocking then it’s time to look and time to rise .

Time to make changes with fearlessness .

Breath

                                                             

The breath of joy sometimes waits …with longing  to be a part of  the breeze .

To dance among the trees and to tickle  the ocean’s surface  it waits .  Creating the dips and

highs for the light to play and play .  And intertwining with sun sending shimmering nuances

here and there.

The breath of sadness , sometimes mindful , might remain in your cells for years  .

Ancient tears may turn up

and hold you like a blanket  all the while asking to be freed .

The breath of freedom … is pure love .  It knows no bounds and soars and floats and glides .

Imagine a translucent  , shimmering and infinite  stream of light moving within and through

all

of life . It is continuous  and generous

unless it is stopped .

Breathe and awaken the light .

The Gentle Moments

I remember  gentle moments . The moments that simply are peace . The peace that is born in one’s heart and  when unleashed it  washes away fear . The gentle  moments  flow around me and within me as comforting as  being tucked under warm , soft covers while a storm churns outside . I sometimes must remember  to choose those  moments over demanding forces of ego .

I remember the lightness of feeling free . Free when my attention is turned towards kindness and free when the  dance  is with love .

The Unspoken Wound

Born lovingly then instantly removed .  Six weeks later in a home with a mother unaccustomed to affection and unconditional love .  Dear heart she did not know .  I loved her freely and as if she were my own .  The thought of a wound in my heart  from birth did not cross my thoughts . Ever.

Fifty years , and then some , have passed and It is now that I am choosing to cross a threshold into fearless exploration and acceptance of a wound in my heart from birth .

To know that a fierce and passionate love for my whole being is the means by which the empty space in my heart will be healed . The friend , the romance  and the adventure are magnificent  pieces of the whole and the only completion  of filling the space in my heart must come from the fiercest and most courageous  love imaginable  and it must come from me .

Music in My Heart

Music in my heart  sends me dancing into a night sky and touching stars .  It’s all so much more than a any one single moment and yet a single moment is everything ,  Your smile could free  a heart and anger may in prison it  . which will be ?

My heart reminds me to feel the music and to welcome the colors that tell of a song written long ago ,  The colors invite me listen and to claim joy .  To be bold one moment and to quietly observe in the next  ,

Melodies and movement in my mind become explorations of creative expression and are freedom .  I set my heart free …to be .