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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 .

A Peaceful Heart

The power in your mind designs a new step while you rest . A step of boldness and beauty both folding in on each other  and  forming a star  in the heavens above . The freedom to be  or  to turn the other way  around   or the freedom to delve deeply into mystery and then  leave the page blank …a choice and it’s free .

To know fully what’s in your heart , and I do mean fully , then you are a step closer to being free.  The moments  that seem to disappear will remain with your heart if you were present  though not free and the moments that are reciprocal in the upper world of love will lift a mind into healing .

There is a peaceful heart that can be born again and again ….and again .  It is a choice  and it is free .

Mon Coeur

Lightly Intertwined

In the eyes there is something and when I pause  inside of a look we are lightly intertwined . In a moment a stranger might become recognizable as friend since we shared woes and laughter and isn’t  that beautiful ?

In a moment I’ve become lightly intertwined in the music  that calls to a place in the past and in the dreams of what is yet be realized  . Is it inside of an airport cafe with fellow travelers  whose thoughts are , for a moment , removed from the hurrying  and weary mind ? Lightly intertwined long enough to feel the others humanity .

Alone on the edge of the shore , water creating a dance,  and summoning an internal hymn   to be sung to nature . Surrendering to the rhythms  of the waves so that I may be lightly intertwined .

And it is within each breath and heartbeat that we are all lightly intertwined .

Fear of the Silences

The silences that come to us are a gift .  An invitation to know ourselves and to become intimate

with the deep knowing that we are a piece of something greater than ourselves .  Winds moving

the branches of the trees in a wild dance  ,  calm , limpid waters soothing to see  and a bird

launching into flight all living within your breath .

The silences that frighten do not claim to be  the cause . The ancient memories that  lie

dormant  in our hearts and the truth of our intentions and dreams that help our  hearts to beat

are what we’ve  become fearful of knowing . Knowing deeply , so deeply that thinking of the

depths of the ocean would be like a raindrop  falling against your cheek in a storm .

I wonder ….does one must step away to know ?