Tag Archives: Peace

The Water’s Edge

The days , mostly  , filled with doing and moving . Prioritizing and producing .  And so I come to the water’s edge  to be still . To witness . To feel my heart being soothed and to know that the wild part has a place too .

Breathe Away the Waves

Breathe away the lingering notions of tulmultuous waves standing in the way . Standing at the edge of beautiful , wild dreams with eyes carrying deep visions from the past and a freshness, like  new love ,  for the present .  And when the colors change in sky  and the formations of the trees alter their  growth  go  with the winds the changes are sensed  even before they are seen .

Breathe in the sight of stars and the knowing of their far off life traveling  through space to just barely  touch ours . And when a delicate , precious sunrise  arrives perhaps we might choose a few moments  to feel the presence of the earth beneath our bare feet on the grass or the sand or the  dirt .

Breathe  out with love , Breathe in the love .

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Fear of the Silences

The silences that come to us are a gift .  An invitation to know ourselves and to become intimate

with the deep knowing that we are a piece of something greater than ourselves .  Winds moving

the branches of the trees in a wild dance  ,  calm , limpid waters soothing to see  and a bird

launching into flight all living within your breath .

The silences that frighten do not claim to be  the cause . The ancient memories that  lie

dormant  in our hearts and the truth of our intentions and dreams that help our  hearts to beat

are what we’ve  become fearful of knowing . Knowing deeply , so deeply that thinking of the

depths of the ocean would be like a raindrop  falling against your cheek in a storm .

I wonder ….does one must step away to know ? 

It Is Possible

It is possible to choose to break an old rhythm and know freedom from bigotry and loosen the grip of  hate .

It is possible to  choose to break an old rhythm and exercise your mind removed from mass  media  and discover a few moments of truth  in the quiet  .

It is possible to choose to break old rhythms of  fear that are false  in  favor of  trust and are born in compassion .

It is possible to choose to break an old rhythm of judgement and in it’s place welcome  the peace that understanding brings .

it is possible to choose  to break an old rhythm of hearing only  the answer that your mind wants to hear and rather listen free from the notions planted long ago .

It is possible to see each other  through the tender, forgiving   eyes  of the heart free from the chains of distrust .

It is a gift that I offer to you  today and every day forward  . i choose to place my thoughts , words and deeds on watch so that I WILL DO NO HARM .

 

 

Kindness in an Every Day Life

When I see a face with the weight of sorrow it is a moment of  seeking to love .

If welcomed  into your eyes there  may be softening , a gentle glow when you know you are visible .

When I  see a smile easing itself out from the  depths then the connection becomes alive .

If a breath to show life is shared hen why not the sorrows and the fears ?

When I walk to feel the sweet Earth beneath my feet and pause to know you are feeling her too , then we are connected .

If  a  chance meeting with a song from a bird so close on the branch that the smile overtakes me  so that I think of you .

When given the chance to see how compassion has brought new light for us all  to see

then I am free.

 

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A Winter Memory

The darkness was partially lifted by the falling snow . At 10 pm it was lightly landing and barely leaving a trace . By midnight it had become , more than , likely  that I would surrender to it’s pull.
The falling drops were filling  the sky now and blanketing the ground .  I felt called to become a part it .

The desire to be enveloped by the quiet, soft world of Winter called to a place deep inside of me. The knowing that the cold could bring a chill was no deterrent  . I trusted that the warmth of the beauty and purity would warm me . It was Midnight now .

The  glow of the moon and the delicate , white drops filling the sky were  completely irresistible  now .  I felt my heart quicken as I put on my warm , wool coat  and gloves . Feeling as if it might all disappear  if i were  not quick enough . Eager to offer my appreciation  I went , Practically racing , to the front door then pausing. For such  a moment  commands a pause. Then flinging it wide open  savoring the  first wave of cold air to touch my face .

It was  a lovely  tingling  awakening all of  my senses . Exhilaration  and  anticipation brought  a release of girlish laughter .  Ahhh , the  crisp , clean , cold air . Seeing my breath escaping into the night while the cold continued to pinch my cheeks . Giddiness  and  peace in one place .

Turning my face towards the heavens , eyes closed , feeling each drop of snow as it lands on my skin and just, as quickly , disappearing  again  into the warmth .  When I opened my eyes again I was comforted my sights on the moon .

 

The Stillness in Courage

IMG_7168     Is  courage required to be still and at ease with oneself ?  During those times when all  our lives is in place as we planned it’s easy .  When  violent twists and turns appear  the loving stillness can be both inside and outside . When the outer comforts of love are seemingly out of reach then the inner sanctuary of love must prevail and in that lives the  peace .