Tag Archives: hope

Freeeeeeeee

The silly needs space to be free .  It is a way of healing old , emotional wounds . A way of releasing the weight of needless burdens . It is a way of opening the path to spontaneity   and that is where limitless thinking is born .

Self imposed barriers …where are they born ?  From the fears of adults  that we were your caregivers when you were young ?  The teachers that intimidated  you in school ? From the people  that told you that your ideas were  foolish ?

Free to choose the direction , free from the past and free from tomorrow .  Where  the  heart yearns to go is where I must follow . 

Is This Freedom ?

It lends itself your fears .

Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .

Yearning  to know compassion ,

learning to know …

Is this freedom ?

When the Spirit is Free

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″

‘ Curious ‘

In the gentle thoughts curiosity  grows  .

Leading the charge and opening the doors ,

My curiosity  grows .

Look here ,  now there  . expanding this life .

Contemplation  and creation

Into  Art  I  go .

'Curious'

‘Curious’

 

 

Release the Wild Hope

  Integrity lives beyond the ego and  inside of her heart . And  though she is not always so tame , her passions fuel the desire to do good quietly .  The dreams born in the heart are beautiful and bold   and the ideas that flow from  her mind move around  edges both rocky and smooth,  inside and out .

A moment arrives as if in were late and along with it comes a bit of it’s wild . Now,  Will I go with this bit of wild and see ? For in this moment , you see ,  it is life and it is free .

This wild hope , it lives in me and I offer to others at every place I see.

Rattle your cage and go into your heart . Your dearest friend awaits you there with open wings and a wild hope and heart .

'Coming into Being' chalk pastel 18x24 2/2013 #48

‘Coming into Being’ chalk pastel 18×24 2/2013 #48

 

 

 

I Belong …

 

Home in My Soul

Home in My Soul

I belong to the birds and the trees ,

And to the flowers and the sky .

And to the birds and the dreams ,

And to the rivers and the streams .

I belong to the mountains and the hills

And to the stars in the sky .