Tag Archives: Joy

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 .

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‘ 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’

 

 

Do You Embrace Spontaneity ?

Imagine leaving room for spontaneity .  In such a moment one’s spirit  may breathe easy , release and soar . A revival of energy invited to flow simultaneously  opens doors and creates the birth of  courage .

It is  moment dedicated to nurturing joy and with it comes  clarity and purpose .  A state of exuberance  in living for the sake  of living .   In welcoming the joy and the freedom of spontaneity   we may choose to travel further into the unknown  .  The unknown parts of ourselves  .   It is a vessel of treasures this spirit of freedom and giving and exploring .

'Essence '

‘Essence ‘

The Gates of Peace

The challenges that I feel

growing in my heart ,

arriving from beyond the gates of peace .

There is a spirit of fire crackling in my blood .

Waiting to roar

and to say it’s release .

This day will not end in anger nor disgrace .

But will leave in color

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And with Peace .

Life in a Single Drop from My Heart

The strength  and lightness of a sprit’s new life ,

Beauty to behold against the dark  while the birth  is given  in the light .

In moments of fading and flickering  with exposure to the old life 

while progressing  to climb craggy cliffs .

footholds uncertain here and there while reaching with the fearlessness of something known as  faith .

The eyes of this new life has wings kept out of sight  and  to look up in a vision when you are free .

Should you choose to live from that place in the heart,

 the spirit’s new life 

in your hand you will hold .

'Jewel of Life'    Acrylic 18x17"

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

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The Light of Paris

2016-10-07-11-30-35                    A train ride so swift and me, a sleepy soul .  Like a child whose enthusiasm burns so high and then flickers away .  The motion of the train lulls me into sleep .

When was the last time I was alone in a foreign city ?  Was I ever …really ?  Hard to recall  now .  I love the newness ! And yet it feels old .  Old in that companion sort of a way .  Ha ha !  There is no getting lost when I am always near .

The city is alive  and yet somber too .  This world has taken it’s toll on you and me too .

Walking within a city is to know her . Letting the crevices of warmth  reveal themselves alongside the nudges of grandeur and  completing one chapter .

It is delightful that I’ve come upon  two of the experiences I’ve hoped for on the first day . The river Seine and a clear view of the Tour Eiffel . Oui ! Oui !  I walk across the river going from the right to the left bank and back again .

Nearly as delightful is winding my back to my Paris flat . . I didn’t get lost , hardly skipped a beat trusting my intuition .

Oooh la la ! I notice men noticing me in that subtle way the nicer ones do .  And so around the  corner I went  to sit outside at a cafe with a hot cup Ceylon tea and listened to my surroundings .Paris has welcomed me .