Moving through the restless ego and the dearest friend of a lifetime in spirit . The journey of the creative heart unfolding , it’s whims and battles within the mind and soul breathing . It is the dance and awakening and release that fuels yearnings . in the deepest, slow breath intimacy with a mystery is realized in the creation of art and use of words . Together they sing .
Immersed within your power , swept up by it’s swirling energy of love and wishes , anguish and courage . It’s ending transforms the spirit . The moments that we are given …to build upon our wisdom and enrich our hearts with spiritual freedom .
do we bring them into action or observation ? Or both ? Do we welcome them into our hearts to live ? Or are they pushed into places of dispute and into corners to grow cobwebs and carried like a weight ?
These moments given to us as magnificent beauties slip away quietly . And a precious few grab hold and let them be sweet . The others will appear when it’s required . So thank you dear moment . You are dear.
The wild so real it’s beautiful . It runs so deep that all the thorns have fallen away and turned into dust . As it opens up , stretching ever wider , it’s magnificence will envelop your heart . There may be a song to ignite the stirrings or a lullaby to soothe the spirit’s lonely wanderings .
There is joy in the beautiful , wild road . It seeks for you all the while that you sleep . And it holds your heart so dear that the comfort that you feel becomes real . Feel the lightness in the touch of the stars when they dance in your eyes . It’s an invitation to twirl with all of your heart.
It lends itself your fears .
Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .
Yearning to know compassion ,
learning to know …
Is this freedom ?
Whispers in the heart , sweet and kind , lead us to each other .
Whispers in the trees , breathe in and breathe out , lead us to live.
Whispers from friendships , alive and strong , bring a new day …
again and again .
The murmurings are there , ever sweet and dear . They are there . The challenge to know oneself better than any other is truly what the world has asked of you . You may choose to make a fancy flight of getting away or a plain ‘ole barn to stash away , but the light that is you will find it’s way . It will find it’s way out and into the world .
There is wisdom in those shadows that you shy away from . wisdom so dear it will take your breath away . Give pause and listen to the splendid quietness and you will hear the wisdom in the shadows .
Dear Christmas ,
It’s been a year and here we are once again . Many say it’s the New Year but I say it’s you . The review that you offer is heartfelt and true . Thank you .
Playfullness in my heart comes alive and swishing down a store’s aisle is …what it’s all for anyway . Quiet moments and a tear or two come again . Strengthening the heart muscle so that I may give more in the year ahead . Thank you .
I think of you and see the serious but today is for the silly . The silly in you and the silly in me . Lets give kindness to the silly and dance and swish about . Thank you .
Kindness is my present to you and to me . Your list is long and worries you . ” Please , go ahead in the line . I don’t mind .” Take a breath and relieve the stress . Thank you .