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Comfort in Isolation

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As much as comfort can be found and nurtured in the reserves of inner strength  carried in your mind , heart and spirit alone , on your own , the connection to each other  is the infinite  thread of love and compassion .                                                                                                           That thread carries us through time . It carries us into difficulty and through it to the other side  into the  joy that is always there . The  celebration that lives and is  a single breath is our shared joy in life .                                                                                                                                                     We are staying apart in order to love life and to love each others  life . In loving life we are asked to face to fears and challenges of what it means to be alone with our selves .  In the quiet there is an opportunity  to hear and to heal the parts that are slow to open up to joy , the lightness of laughter and  compassion .  In a place of fear we can heal fear .  Inside of unconditional compassion is freedom .  Expansive , weightless freedom . It is love .

A Chance to See

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May we heal ourselves in the quiet  and in solitude ?   Can we embrace the time free from the filled spaces and welcome new sights coming  to us from within ?  Here is a chance to see our lives from a distance , to catch a breath in slowing down and  to dare to imagine …

Imagine relieving the fears of a stranger from a distance with a smile .  A smile to say ” we are in this together .”   A smile that is your own reassurance too as it comes back to you as a gift that penatrates your silent fears .

A chance to see has come along . To see what you truly love and to remember how the moments that can seem small are truly filled with heart touching meaning that stay with us     forever .        

The Gentle Moments

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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 .

Vulnerability and Shared Humanity

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When one person shares their  vulnerability that is an invitation to others to to share theirs  and

when that happens it is a coming together in our shared humanity . It is putting down the fear ,

anger , hurt and embracing the profound , beautiful struggles that we share . That’s a place for

healing to begin .

The Beautiful Bluebird

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The weightiness  of  living  with lists  and must do and need to and then ….. pause .  A beautifully quiet moment slips into place and envelopes your heart .  A smile born from the timelessness of spirit breathes new life into a vision so joyous and free that it can dance with trees and then twirl amongst the stars .

The call of a bluebird is heard before it is seen and swoops out of a tree and flies overhead flashing it’s brilliant blue .  I can see it another tree now and I gently move closer just to see .  It is a beautiful vision on a cold , grey day and it’s as if it came say ” The beauty of life is always here in each breath and pause . It’s only you that goes away some days . ”

In the Wild

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In the wild ,  amid ancient trees holding stories of the magic and  of the tragedy of life , is a stillness .  A beautiful , deep stillness .  It is where the wisdom from ancestors may surface . It is where forgotten dreams come to to visit and where the knowing of love , pure and free from ego , expands into it’s gentle power of eternity .

In the wild ,  amid the  star filled sky ,  cares of tomorrow float up and away  making  space  for a peaceful  heart  and sweet sleep .  The moments are alive and true . Uncomplicated  and  wondrous , they are alive travel through time , offering songs that only a soul may hear .

The Unspoken Wound

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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 .