Tag Archives: Joy

With Out a Promise

The heart still sings  ,

The mind continues to  seek

with out a promise of a warm bed .

And the lovingly prepared  meal is missing

while the presence  of the feeling of a heaven is absent …

And still the Soul grows with  faith and with the song of laughter .

 

 

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Move Outside of Your Circle

Today I heard of a man who has studied our habit of living within a set circle .  Many of us rarely

venturing beyond the circle on our own .  Instantly , it spoke to my heart .  I was suddenly

excited to hear more .

Is  the inclination to push  past my own boundaries a thread  in my genetics ?  Some may say it’s

a flaw in personality  . Restelessness  of foolishness  .

I say it’s joy !

Wanderings   spontaneous or planned ,   close to home or far away ,  brighten the heart’s  way .

This man  that I heard today , he found his way to experience life outside of his circle .

Hooray !

Sleep Walking

A delight to be fully awake  and a fright to see  the sleep walking  surrounding the brilliant lights.

“Don’t startle them awake ” I say  .  Then I wonder why .

Clear sight into wisdom and willingness to question ideas  with ideals will , surely , free  even the darkest among us .

A twirl within a dance may welcome a smile  but just as simply invite a tear to the eye  .

Dancing creating new life in the heart intensifying the vibrant  songs  in the light  of your sight .

Gently quiet …a slight hush sweeping slowly over the dreams in your wakefulness  .

I live to hear those dreams .  I love to know  the life in their mysteries   .

 

Where Does Your Heart Wander ?

Left alone  in the quietness  of the heart  and turned away from distractions ,

It is strong and sweet  .

Fearless towards laughter that is loud and the tears that  wait to flow ,

It is both  wise and naive .

Left alone in the quietness of the heart and  away from doubt ,

It is subtle though  not at all meek .

Close your eyes with love as the day has been done and watch your heart wander .

 

I Rise and Sometimes I Fall

In my dreams  ,  in deepest mediation I fly free .

I enter this life carrying the open heart from all of the lifetimes gone by .

And when the walls from the lower place of the  ego place are in the way I , sometimes , rise

and I , sometimes , fall.

Try and try again I try to see in a singular  breath all  of the grace

alive in the sacred space of life .

Alone and never alone . 

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

 

‘ 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’