Tag Archives: courage

When I Breathe

      When I was a little girl  I was keenly aware of my aloneness .  It wasn’t  something that I understood  . It just was .  In the middle of the night I sometimes awoke to see the Moon . I looked at it so hard that I imagined it was there to bring me comfort .  And comfort me  it did. When it was felt so deeply that my heart ached and scarcely  could I breathe I thought ” I am here and I am so filled with love that I must breathe and breathe deeply “. This love must go somewhere . Somewhere out into the world . That is only way that I can be keep taking a breath.  When that vacant space makes itself known to me today I turn to the sky . I look for the stars and the Moon and I breathe … deeply .  The connection to all eternity is there and is my comfort .

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 . .

 

Red Robin on the Path : Gates are Opening

The Mysteries  of the forest began  opening up . revealing  marvelous bits of life . Beautiful ,

winged creatures flying between the trees while vibrantly decorated butterflies danced amongst

the sleeping rocks .  The songs of the forest coming together like a chorus .

As she walked her awareness of the unique harmony of  forest  life expanded

and felt  it as an invitation to delve deeper into understanding  herself as well .  oooh just then…

she caught a glimpse  of a Red Robin on the path .

 

Ancient Memories

Trees , the kind that seem to free , are welcoming and wispy .

Some seem to have limbs dancing lightly against the sky .

Take pause to listen and they may  speak so that you can hear .

Their wildness in the winds harnesses ancient memories  .

Exposing the might  ,  exposing the fright .

They live so that others may live .

They  give so that you will receive  .

Trees , the kind that always to used to be free  , thank you .

 

FREEDOM

She hides in plain view and  … can be heard singing in your ear .

A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .

She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn

and sees a clear flight .

She will pound inside your heart  only when the cause is not right .

And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace

and into the night .

‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″

Quiet

Quiet .  A morning unfolds in sweetness and sounds of a willing life .

Hues gently strolling  in and waking the hopes for courage .

Smile .  Greetings to you  and with  a gift of warm eyes  I speak  with truth .

Wind comes with a blessing  and there is not sacrifice in a beating heart .

Roar .  Into the night the blues and magicians in the stars come awake .

Startled or peaceful  ,  it is you .

‘NEW DAWN’ 11×14 chalk pastels 2012 Donation to Bailey Boushay seattle

 

Warm Embrace

Warm embraces

and

forceful steps   are ….

lingering  and speaking .

Prayers are more than you think .

A silent language living in a single cell

and

then multiplying  as we think .

The way is compassion  not hate .

It is a choice , after all  ,  that warm embrace .

Friends