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Wisdom in the Shadows

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 .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

Kindness and Why Remembering Can Be Joyous

Dear Christmas ,

It’s been a year and here we are once again .  Many say it’s the New Year but I say it’s you . The review  that you offer is heartfelt and true . Thank you .

Playfullness in my heart comes alive and swishing  down a store’s aisle  is …what it’s all for anyway .  Quiet moments  and a tear or two come again . Strengthening the  heart muscle so that I may give more  in the year ahead . Thank you .

I think of you and see the serious but today is for the silly . The silly in you and  the silly in me . Lets give  kindness to the silly and dance and swish about . Thank you .

Kindness is my present to you and to me .  Your list is long and worries you . ” Please , go ahead in the line . I don’t mind .”  Take a breath and relieve the stress . Thank you .

Dance in the aisle or at home in the kitchen is how I’ll remember  the kindness of the holiday . 

 

Traveling in the Heart

In my heart I  travel and explore the old along side the new .  The wealth of it all is astounding .

The raucous eruptions  of laughter  that come back to life  and the timid moments of tears

being shed that remind us  of our own tenderness .  I travel to and through these places  in the

heart . They allow  me to soar  and then ….to sleep .  They invite examination and then release

me to just be ….in the moment you see.  The heart tells it’s own time and can’t be forced .  It’s

comfort is never ending just when you think it’s not .

And goes that raucous laughter …again and more travels in the heart still to come .

This Beautiful , Wild Road …

A sense of fury in the air leads me to wonder if thunder is on the way .  walking along the road , listening to  the crackling  of twigs and pebbles and leaves underfoot . Sounds entering my thoughts becoming a part of the flow .  A deep breath in . The air is cool and  heavy with moisture . Turning my head slowly  about  as I release my breath back out into life .

What unexpected treasure will this walk provide today ?  There’s always something . Always a little  something revealing itself  to me  . Will it come from the outside or the inside ?   A moment of understanding the threads of thoughts and actions  or  of intuition knowing when the need for quiet will reap the greatest rewards .  Adding a little skip into my step and it’s clear. .There’s no need to know ahead of time where it will come from . That’s the beauty inside the mystery . And the mystery reveals what you need to know  in your heart when it’s right .

The beauty of this wild road …is your discovery .

Home

Home .  Not a place on the map  .

Home .  A place to store the fears ,

Home . Aches relieved .

Home. A broken heart healed .

Home . At long last ….home .

The Bold in the Heart

                                                                 

Facing the human spirit ,  witnessing  struggles shared ,  and stepping into delight .

Delight in inspiration even when it is fleeting .  It is an awakening  , treasured and dear .

Layers of paint , boldly placed , are sometimes scraped away .  Intent on connecting to the

heart , mind and spirit .  It a world obsessed  with time , doing and going , this work that i do

asks  for a pause and ….to see the gentle bits along side the bold .

Whispers Traveling through Unexpected Channels

Amidst my own fury and sight retreated from  any view  , suddenly , I hear a whisper .  Cease the fury and be gone so that i might hear .  I love to hear the loving murmurs directing me to be strong .  The whispers of comfort reminding me of love’s endless life and the nudges that bring me home to who I am .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

Untether My Spirit

In leaps  and with great  ease when the heart leads .  Struggle becomes delight and light fills the

cracks of the bits that seemed broken .  A smile slowly begins to open and widen across a

beautiful face . Even in a dim light the eyes are seen and are dancing .  A moment of whimsy

opens the way for a life  of cherishing  joy .

Leaving space for silence and saying yes to thoughts that are unknown,

and before you know it the bridge has been crossed and you are on the other side .  It’s how

to find out who you are .

Dear friend  ,  delight in those leaps and see beyond . .

 

The Red Robin on the Path : The Gates are Opening …….continued

She stood  , her breathing light , and wondered about the life of this  bird . A seemingly sweet

Red Robin that had kept coming into view . It reminded her of some sort of a dance .  But what

dance might this be ?  The forest has  a secret life she thought and what will it reveal to me

today ?

Glimmers of sunshine streaming through the trees in places . It was hopeful and playful .  It

made her smile .  She felt , suddenly, like twirling  about .  Then the Robin , startled by

something  unseen ,  flapped it’s wings  rather furiously and it frightened her as well .

The Hues of the New Day

Oh I how I breath in  deeply at the sight of the new day .

Leaving room for wondering , leaving room for you dear yesterday .

Sometimes I speak to you in the night and wait in vain for your reply .

And sometimes the mystery of the night is  my cloak of comfort and inspiration to fly .