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Comfort in Isolation

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As much as comfort can be found and nurtured in the reserves of inner strength  carried in your mind , heart and spirit alone , on your own , the connection to each other  is the infinite  thread of love and compassion .                                                                                                           That thread carries us through time . It carries us into difficulty and through it to the other side  into the  joy that is always there . The  celebration that lives and is  a single breath is our shared joy in life .                                                                                                                                                     We are staying apart in order to love life and to love each others  life . In loving life we are asked to face to fears and challenges of what it means to be alone with our selves .  In the quiet there is an opportunity  to hear and to heal the parts that are slow to open up to joy , the lightness of laughter and  compassion .  In a place of fear we can heal fear .  Inside of unconditional compassion is freedom .  Expansive , weightless freedom . It is love .

When You Think of Freedom

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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

Wild Winds

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The winds came with such force ,

that the water became wildly beautiful and free .

Stone walls and cement slabs are little more than a notion during some moments like these .

Releasing old limbs , the trees  do us a favor . They  keep themselves  alive  …and wise and

ready for new growth and new life .

The winds came with such force

that I fell in love with their wildness and recognize the freeness .

Feeling the storm upon my face and more dearly in my heart’s embrace of all that is true .

I celebrate it in ancient experiences  carried all the way in the life of each cell .

I release tears , not always  for  today ,  but sometimes for moments far off  from another time

or for moments still to come .

The wildly beautiful winds that come , they churn things up ,  bringing freedom as they pass . 

 

 

 

At first signs of Restlessness

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The comforts of familiarity begin turning away and deep , long breaths move in to stay .  The sky is where my eyes turn to for a sense of endless possibilities and are covered with smoke now and  it has shut us in .

The still waters don’t bring peace but the roaring , wildness of the ocean calm the spirit and bring dreams to light  . There is peace already  living in each breath and each breath is as dear as old friends .

At first signs of restlessness …Remember to think and  to go through those doubts and then you’ll  arrive somewhere new . And remember to hear the feelings without making them shout.  Splendidness  is everywhere just maybe not your particular type .  And your particular type will have your heart singing . Twinkling eyes , singing in your heart  and twirling with  laughter ….

That is where  my restless  heart wants to go .