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Going into the Silence

The comfort of silence may be a very loving space . Beyond the fear , beyond the doubts  it will slowly welcome you and ease away the burdens of commotion  on the run . It becomes like  the stillness offered by a winter’s snow . A bit worrisome at first and then as you surrender to it’s beauty , it’s quietness  your muscles begin to relax .  Thoughts are calm and the desire to be cozy with our mind , body and spirit as one is welcome and , perhaps , a relief .

What do you hear in the quiet ? In the silence ?  Do you hear your dreams and remember  what love  means ?

Going into the silence is it’s own reward . A freedom as well as an exploration . One and the same .  The cage is fear and we easily build our cages out of noise . The fear of hearing our longings and of recognizing wounds placed upon us by others . We must love our wounds in order to free them and we only hear them in the silence .  I am learning to love  the silence as it guides me to learning to love myself .

The Freedom of Surrender

I surrender to the passions and longing of the creative processes planted in my spirit .  The seeds planted long ago before I knew myself and before I knew the freedom of surrender .

She calls to me at all hours and asks only that I listen . And when I listen I am moved to create and to give and to explore .  Step outside of what you’ve grown accustomed to and outside of judgment  placed upon you  and travel inside the the infinite spaces of your heart .

See the stars and bright lights of planets set into motion before you were a whisper …or were you a whisper in the life of a star and now here you are .

The beauty in your  kindness echoes throughout the ages and the love that flows freely from your heart is felt throughout the world beyond any measurement  known to man .

‘Release’ soft chalk pastels 2012
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Remember the Silence

When I take pause in silence I can hear life .  The magnificence of life in the quiet frees my mind and soothes all my senses . It’s gentleness is powerful and nearly palpable  .

The trees private poems to each other  are almost  heard in whispers .  And the gracious  flow  and rhythms of the natural world come together and then move apart in a beautiful dance .

When I remember the silence it welcomes me .  Revealing the calm ,  the truth and the peace in life .

Music in My Heart

Music in my heart  sends me dancing into a night sky and touching stars .  It’s all so much more than a any one single moment and yet a single moment is everything ,  Your smile could free  a heart and anger may in prison it  . which will be ?

My heart reminds me to feel the music and to welcome the colors that tell of a song written long ago ,  The colors invite me listen and to claim joy .  To be bold one moment and to quietly observe in the next  ,

Melodies and movement in my mind become explorations of creative expression and are freedom .  I set my heart free …to be .

When I looked up from the Waves

Where is the next step ?  Going on exploratory trips inside the mind and the emotions and expecting an answer . The anchors are few and seem related only to material and practical parameters .  Why ? Why is the clarity  so elusive ?  Seeking change and not knowing where it is .  All the while placing the burden of healing underneath the desire for change .  Will the change create the opening  for healing to continue , to expand ?

Thinking that the lack of clarity was simply tied into some universal timing . Reminding myself that acceptance is a powerful tool rather than pure passivity .  That giving oneself over to acceptance  can actually bring freedom  . Freedom that brings action . And onward we go !

Still feeling as if caught inside of a struggle  somehow and yet so close to knowing .  Knowing what to do next .  I stood at the water’s edge , looking out , and feeling a chill .  The sky was filled with  shades of grey  blue hues and dramatic movement . Far off it look to be restless and  stormy .

Then a thought came .  It is I that is holding back the change .  It is , both , fear and comfort .  It is I that is holding onto what is  already known rather than embracing the unknown .  It is within  my heart and within my thoughts that keeps me still … for now anyway .

 

Dance

It seems to be time to let go .  The barriers built so silently  in a moment here and years stretching out there . The heart seeks it’s freedom and it is in the willingness to be seen and felt that the freedom lives .

In the tears that didn’t get hugged away in healing will come a new breath .  Vulnerability worn with honor and fearlessness in acceptance of the imperfect spirit learning this dance .

Leap , rest , twirl , rest . Always  bringing love into the dance .

 

 

The Dream Waits for You

A dream tucked snugly into one’s heart  and waiting .  Waiting until there is a sudden ,  beautiful  click  signaling that different necessary  elements have come together to breathe life into the dream .

Can you see it in your mind’s eye ?  The dream that excites you and carries you through the moments of wondering ” Is his all there is ? ”  And even those moments are fleeting and precious and will become a layer in the dream in your heart.

And a doubt ..or two may arrive like a wave . Washing over you and asking for your attention . A small detail held in your hand may become the whole world in your thoughts.

The dream carried in your heart came with you into this world and waits for you .

When You Think of Freedom

Glance towards the sky and allow the anchors of the day  to slip away .  Is the sun gently warming your face ?  Or perhaps wind is blowing , churning up the earth beneath your feet .                  Once when visiting a beautiful Island I walked into the warm ocean waters and began gliding against the incoming waves .  Feeling the strength  of my muscles , the  power of the ocean and the seemingly  infinite horizon before me , I was free .

Is my mind free ?  Is yours ?  Do we create barriers to our creativity and to our willingness to be kind ? To be generous ?

…..To be continued

Victory Unknown

Your beauty comes from a deep soul . Courage and light gathered throughout an arduous

journey . One of kindnesses given when ugliness roared  in your direction . Stamina that rose

up despair  and carried you to your wisdom . Willingness , oh the the willingness to see the

reason and to imagine the victory at the other end . Grace ,  it is the light shining outward from

       your heart that surrounds you with grace .

Restful Mystery

The warmth of gathering oneself and welcoming a quiet rest and all the while a piece of my spirit roams free .  Moving along and suddenly  the beloved moon catches hold of me . A magnetic attraction and a  timeless song to the soul bringing one home .

The moon calls to a place of infinite wisdom and I off I go to the water’s edge  again and again . It both soothes and ignites restlessness . The power of creation waiting for it’s moment to be born  and looking to the moon for release and recognition .  It befriends your mysteries  and holds them dear .

The light that is sought will be found in the soothing , quiet of the dark  .