I watch the great , wonderful trees outside my window move with the winds with ease . And when I pause with intention then the rhythmic flow of my breath in concert with my heart is what I know to be a bit of grace .
Swept up in moments of resistance , simply said, creates more resistance . How delightfully good does it feel to breathe deeply out and smile ? Dreams in the day and dreams in the night of a joyous life for all .
Laying down the resistance to living in the truth of the heart .
In my mind , heart and soul my joy comes alive in the adventures of travel as well as amongst the quietness of trees . Adventure is adventure . And exploration is invigorating wether with satchels or suitcases or a walking stick or airplane .
How many times have I felt a deep and instant comfort in traveling ? More often than i can recall . It is the home within myself that rises to the surface during an adventure . An outer exploration becomes an inner connection .
And sometimes when it is time to say farewell to the spontaneity and the fun of the unknown my spirit may feel heavy …for a bit and also renewed .
Until I am again near the loving souls that I can’t imagine life without ,and are also home in my heart , my spirit dances with new sight . The limitless and deep connections to all life are always beckoning .
The word travel seems too small to convey the true unfolding of what occurs if you choose it . I choose to step into the adventure and to dance with it . And finding rest in the quietness of love and contemplation amongst the trees and in the sky and roaring ocean waves . i am alive .
Let me be here . If not in physical form then in form then in spirit and in heart .
Warm golden glow spreading it’s comfort . And perceptible sounds of flowing streams ,
like nature’s hymns , sharing life .
Long walks in summer dreams with flagrant blossoms wafting through the air . Rhythms ease into each day flowing into sunshine filled moments and just as easily into shade .
Cooling breezes and dancing stars in the sky , playful leaps and bright pinks , bring twinkling joy to the eyes .
Gently lay down your head , breathe slow , feeling life’s embrace .
To be in peace and joy , to fulfill a purpose known or unknown . To deepen my
understanding thereby strengthening connection to all of life . To explore ideas,
actions, states of being and to simply be . To simply breathe and sense the miracle that
is all around and the threads that are me running through it all blending or bumpy
…there is both freedom and anchors in the joys and sorrows . Looking to be beyond
the stars as well as meadows sprinkled with blooms and to delight and roar in oceans
near and far .
Bold and wild when the waves become harsh with injustices and dancing delicately with dreams of harmony .
Every beat of the heart creates a story . Born either from perceptions or the beautiful truth of your soul .
Weaving a way into and through our shared vulnerabilities and moments of courage just the other side of fear .
Rhythms change with each day bringing us to new ways .
Close to home water flows , slightly risen above the surface and yet reaches deeply
into one’s soul .
Sounds , eyes closed , of timelessness and possibility .
Light , eyes open , both playful and solemn .
Observance may become storytelling and a meditation with nature a poem as a guide .
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 .
Like a beautiful , wondrous surprise , one day , a lone bird is heard .
It’s song parting the grayness of winter .
Lifting mood and vision towards dreams to be explored .
And with joyous heart more birds begin to sing .
It’s so often right in view . The glorious beauty and mystery of life interwoven with past, present and future into one thread . That thread connects us all . The layers of living moving through time and space as one and yet still all at once .
The beauty and the mystery forever intertwined in each breath .
blchapman 