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Hearing the Forest

Hearing the forest within my heart while a wild rabbit  darts out in front of me . Pausing for less than a moment as do my thoughts and then the wonderings and wandering begin again .

A witness to the magnificence and also a participant .  Remembering  to breath deeply,  as deeply,  as the thoughts in my mind yearn to go into the Soul .  Always  free to soar in my Soul and dance  with  spirit amongst the trees and the sky . The sky that we mirror getting us churned or sent peacefully  into a lullaby . Dear , sweet sky .

Wings unfurled and opened wide and soaring into the sky and such a sight for these eyes . In my minds eye I fly with alongside you and feel the sky . 

The Owl in the Night

The quietness  in the night soothes the restlessness at times .  It calls to the thoughts not usually heard in the day . Their significance finds a voice and a chance to be lived . One such  night  awake  thinking that I was alone I heard a sound .  It was deep and a bit rhythmic  .  Unaccustomed to this sound and , for that matter , of thinking of owls being near by I was questioning my own ears .  Nope , It really was an Owl .  My heart began beating a little faster with delight . It was also a comfort . Suddenly I had a middle of the night friend sharing the stillness and darkness . I began wondering which tree had been chosen for perching . I began imagining paintings of Owls that I might create .  I began feeling quite comforted by this owl .

His calls in night carried on for a few weeks .  I looked forward to them . And when they stopped  …just as suddenly as they began  I said a bittersweet goodbye and thanked life for the unexpected treasures that it brings . Every now and again I awake  up in the night and listen for the owl that might have  returned .

Do You See Beyond Today ?

Separated from humanity . It is a lie .  The US is WE and the WE is US .

One love is All love .  One broken  Woman , Man or child leaves us all broken .

Broken bits will be carried throughout the generations in our DNA .

When the stones are thrown the hurt inflicted will  become part of your families inheritance  .

Do you see you beyond today ?

Today’s creation lives beyond what you hold in your hand .  And in your heart .

 

 

Beautiful Wild Road : As the notions of freedom expand

Looking  intently  towards the sky threads a connection to the intangible spaces in the mind , the unexplored   heart and the timeless  spirit born before ….now.

It is the beautiful , wild road that sings to the adventurers  heart and calls to the eyes to  gaze onward and upward .  The view of the inner life and outer actions happening simultaneously. Joined together  as one and standing apart as needed  .  They come together  with each inhale and expand with every exhale .

Can you feel the universe  within your beating heart ?  It is there just as the reflections of the stars  are visible in the depths of your eyes .

The freedom  to be is in our hands and the freedom to expand  knowledge and understanding  lives along the beautiful , wild road . 

Learn as I Go

I heard the birds  singing  this morning as it were  spring .  it was like a sweet , gentle smile opening across one’s  face .   Sun inspiring  whimsey and a dash of hope in such a way that i was nearly fooled . Fooled into thinking that spring was near rather  than the fall and  approaching winter .

Expanding  dreams in the  warm rays of sunlight is easy and sweet .  A joyous dance in ideas and amongst roads yet to be seen .  Unfolding a layer and releasing all barriers in thought , word and deed .

I am happy to know what I don’t know so that I will learn as i go . 

It Is The Sleeping Giants ….

Many times it is the sleeping giants that are the ones that save us  from ourselves .  The quiet voice in the threads of our longest relationships that illuminate our courage and compassion as well as the deepest fears that  cause us to push love away .

Forgiveness sleeps  and waits to be called  .  Always  ready to bring comfort and to light  the dimness in the hall . Many times it is the first in line  and can free you from yourself .

Compassion flows like blood through the heart where there  are no blocks .  Otherwise it gets stuck and hardens  the heart . Something so strong can be so fragile and damage may set in while we sleep  .

Willingness to know beyond our own private gate and invite the  world to show us other ways free from hate .

These are a few of our sleeping giants and I say ” Let them awaken ! ” 

 

Free Amongst the Trees

Quiet courage and comfort amongst the trees and when in need go to them and breathe . They hold your ancestors  stories and in this life will nourish yours .

A light touch of my hand against  the ancient strength  of the trees  and in the stillness of the moment I can see .  I can see with my heart and know what it is to be free .

There  is a flow in the wisdom of the trees and a  power misunderstood by men . When standing amongst the trees , deep breath in , close yours eyes and feel .  Feel a rhythm  of life that is sacred …oh  so dear .

It does not discriminate  or hate .  It  calls for you to come and be the courageous one . The comfort of the trees is longstanding and free .  In the quiet of the trees is where  you will know what is real .