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The Gift of an Eagle

Late afternoon sun inspiring a drive to the water’s edge  .  The  coolness in the air nearly stopped a walk on the beach .  It was a day that could have been early spring or  fall .  The light from the sun was diffused  by clouds and yet also giving a comforting warmth in the breezes .

I stopped at a bench and sat for a bit .  It was low tide though the water seemed to be coming back in . Small waves on top of small waves and the light shimmering and dancing along the water’s surface . Looking out and looking in as I sometimes call it .  Looking beyond the day’s events and freeing one’s mind .

It was just then that I noticed a bird sitting atop of a piling , exposed by low tide ,  out in the water .  Looking more intently  I reared that it wasn’t just any bird but rather an Eagle . I remained for a bit longer .  I began hoping that I’d get to witness his flight and just as I stood up to go this wonderful bird took flight  from his perch .

He soared with such grace and beauty .  I stood watching , taking it in , and whispering ” thank you .”

The Key

A dream  of being in box  . Vertical and tight fitting and wondering ” where is the key ? ”  Then suddenly realizing that the key is on the outside of the  box .  A few days later I , rather absentmindedly  , drew a key  . It looked like an old skeleton key and the center was shaped like a heart .

I dare to say that what lives within my heart is key to freeing  myself  from the box .

A Wrong Step

Walking swiftly past a person clinging to thread bare clothes .  Slow your steps a bit this time and see in the mirror . It’s another version of you .   The bank card in your wallet or purse opens doors for you and well deserved , we know  .  The man , woman or child holding the sign that reads ” Please help ” has entered a place , perhaps , foreign to you .  A wrong step and all support is gone if it was ever there at all .

Human to human and heart to heart . It goes by in a flash .

Forgive the person huddled and hand outstretched  and forgive yourself  if you can’t understand . 

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 . 

Whispers about Living

At the water’s edge the soothing sounds and movement ask for a visit to one’s soul . And while sky beckons for dreams  to be brought forth the trees whisper about living . Then there are those mountains and they don’t always let on that they are the great protectors . And sweet sun warming an injured heart  until the moon reveals hidden depths in thinking of what’s next . Then stars like a magical blanket appear and sing a silent lullaby and take away your fears .

Victory Unknown

Your beauty comes from a deep soul . Courage and light gathered throughout an arduous

journey . One of kindnesses given when ugliness roared  in your direction . Stamina that rose

up despair  and carried you to your wisdom . Willingness , oh the the willingness to see the

reason and to imagine the victory at the other end . Grace ,  it is the light shining outward from

       your heart that surrounds you with grace .

Cheers !

Cheers to love and new explorations . And to courage of our own design .

I raise my glass to healing old wounds and to freedom of every kind .  Here’s to the fireworks

that celebrate  the you that comes alive in sprit and the  truth  in the heart that guides us

eternally .

Cheers to you sweet adventures that bring about new sights and signs of inspiration .  And to

wisdom that revisits  in new forms ,  strengthening a few best bits of living .

I raise my glass to you dear life , dear loved ones  and to possibilities !

Happy New Year .