Tag Archives: Peace

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 .

Stillness in Motion

Each step taken on the Pilgrim’s path brought me closer to the peaceful place that dwells deep beneath the surface of daily distractions.

Each step was like a meditation that opened a door to a  deeper, more intimate connection to the energy of my soul.

It enhanced and strengthened both the seen and unseen threads of connection to all life. It was an unexpected gift from this ” stillness in motion” .

And It was my mother’s end of life passage that initially reacquainted me with the inner quiet that can be found within  motion. Each step of her journey brought her closer to quietude.  I could see on her face, and in her eyes , that she had entered a part of herself that was still and yet flowing onward like a river. Peaceful in a way that, I imagine, comes from the pureness of trust and love, with out boundaries, without expectations. It was thanks to her that I received a glimpse of the peace residing in my own heart and felt the freedom that comes from acceptance. This was the first of many unexpected gifts.'Stillness in Motion'