Whispers in the heart , sweet and kind , lead us to each other .
Whispers in the trees , breathe in and breathe out , lead us to live.
Whispers from friendships , alive and strong , bring a new day …
again and again .
Friends
The murmurings are there , ever sweet and dear . They are there . The challenge to know oneself better than any other is truly what the world has asked of you . You may choose to make a fancy flight of getting away or a plain ‘ole barn to stash away , but the light that is you will find it’s way . It will find it’s way out and into the world .
There is wisdom in those shadows that you shy away from . wisdom so dear it will take your breath away . Give pause and listen to the splendid quietness and you will hear the wisdom in the shadows .
‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″
Home . Not a place on the map .
Home . A place to store the fears ,
Home . Aches relieved .
Home. A broken heart healed .
Home . At long last ….home .
I remembered you from long ago . Ancient dreams return us to a place in our hearts and
recall , in a swiftly passing moment , what we had known to be sacred . Looking to the moon or
placing the palm of a hand against a tree, it is then the glimpses of completeness come . And when my
heart pulls me to the shores of the sea I am calmed and set free .
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 .
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