It was unexpected . As I walked along a well loved , urban path around a lake I paused . Delicate looking leaves sitting atop the water and the tree above reflected in a beautiful blue . The rich , inspiring colors and shapes all came together in order to create a story . I took a step towards the edge of the water and just slightly removed from the passerby’s . And for a moment was like a magical haven .
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Where the Wildness of Flowers are Free
I awake to dreams of being in beautiful places . Imaginings and heart wanderings removed
from staidness . Places where healthy streams , cool and clear , sparkling in the light flow .
Leading from a mountain top where strong , blue green grasses grow and the wildness of the
flowers are free to be . Then to the meadows as the heart leads and where the mountain met
the world . It’s graceful expanse calls out with it’s charms and winds singing hymns . A few
horses run wild and free as family and all of the while holding their own . Their power is love
and fearless wisdom even more than the massive muscles carrying them on . My heart goes
along with them for as long as it can and until I’m back in a sleep meant for
Humanity Healing in Isolation
The first thought was of how surreal it all seemed . Standing with but a few coworkers in the now desolate work space and listening as a couple of our Chef’s told us that we were being sent home until further notice . To stay home , stay safe and that we would receive weekly phone calls to check in with us . They welcomed our thoughts and concerns . One man spoke of our frightening it all was for him . All I could think of was how much I appreciated the way in which we came together , adapted to our changing circumstances and got the work done with good cheer in spite of our fears .
We parted company almost in silence . As if someone had died . The weight of not knowing when or if we’d all be back together in what used to be a bustling kitchen dance was bringing us into ourselves deeply .
On the surface I told myself that it was an opportunity to work on my art . That it would be the time and mental space that I had longed for in order to create . I had not yet recognized the depth of the sorrow for the world that would hold my heart bringing it’s own challenges to overcome in order to create .
And it was not only the world’s sorrows and difficulties that held me but also my own from the seeds that began my life . The aloneness that is loneliness born from a lack of connection to the people that are supposed to love you . When you are unseen in the moments that deeply touch your heart and are invisible when the moments of joy bring out the laughter and rather than joining in those moments they were experienced alone amongst the people that said they loved you .
I worried that the social isolation demanded during this pandemic would be a great burden on my already wounded soul . I allowed myself to weep . It was deep , anguish throughout the ages , kind of weeping . It led me , somehow , to my place of resiliency and love for life . I awoke from the fear of feeling longing to discover a way to help myself move through this time of global isolation .
Since I felt unable to focus on my artistic passions of painting and sketching then I would safely venture out in the city streets , as often as I had the energy for , and photograph the people and sights that spoke to our humanity amidst a life threatening virus . Capturing spontaneous images of the ways in which we express our kindness as well our fears became my project . By focusing on the visible ways that people chose to express themselves during a previously unimaginable stress is a means for healing my own wounds and stress . It is also a way of feeling to connected to people rather than alone and isolated . I become an observer as well as a participant in the struggle of the unknown .
The spontaneous wanderings around the closed up city with camera at the ready has afforded me the sight that my heart craves . The heart that still beats in the world and shows itself in the handmade signs expressing love for strangers , concern for your safety and courage to keep going .
This photo project that I’ve created as an assignment for myself is not quite done . I look forward to sharing it soon .
Joyousness in this Moment
Awake before the light begins to arise and the spirit is untouched by the world’s woes . The joyousness of innocence dances lightly within the heart and the mind protects these cherished moments . Light reflected through the window and it’s warmth a reminder of the freedom alive in the mind . The quietness and the subtlety of a moment holds within it the miracles of eternity .
In the Wild
In the wild , amid ancient trees holding stories of the magic and of the tragedy of life , is a stillness . A beautiful , deep stillness . It is where the wisdom from ancestors may surface . It is where forgotten dreams come to to visit and where the knowing of love , pure and free from ego , expands into it’s gentle power of eternity .
In the wild , amid the star filled sky , cares of tomorrow float up and away making space for a peaceful heart and sweet sleep . The moments are alive and true . Uncomplicated and wondrous , they are alive travel through time , offering songs that only a soul may hear .
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 .
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 .
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 .
The Spirit is Free
Born into interwoven threads of an untold story . The broken soul arrives hungry for , both ,
solitude and intimacy . Dance my sprit into the depths of the truest light of love and present to
me the challenges of diving through any fears . And in the body feeling alive with intensity in
the moments when I swim in the wildness of the ocean or am climbing a steep, ragged trail for
miles . A release takes place then you are beautifully free . The strain is gone and spirit is
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 .