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Stamina 2020

Stamina called forward and on some days it barely stays . It does stay though and thankfully so .  Choose to do a new action when it seems as if it might  slip away and entice it to return . Deep sigh I can go on now with stamina by by side .

Purpose in each day is a search and rescue mission now .  There are days when it appears with grace and ease and oh what a delight That is . And then the days  arrive that attempt to steal  the joy with the murmurings  of  lack and questions of now what ?

Gratitude has grown because it’s heard more easily now in the quieter days  and nights of a society partly in mourning  . The voice of a loved one might visit  uplifting  the spirit like a bountiful , beautiful garden .  It’s the magnificent single moments that linger in the heart. Thankfully the smiles can still be felt and the kindness of stamina remains .

 

Where the Wildness of Flowers are Free

I awake to dreams of being in beautiful places .  Imaginings and heart wanderings removed

from staidness .  Places where healthy  streams , cool and clear , sparkling in the light flow .

Leading from a mountain top where strong , blue green grasses grow  and the wildness of the

flowers are free to be .  Then to the meadows as the heart leads and where the mountain met

the world .  It’s graceful expanse calls out with it’s charms  and  winds singing hymns .  A few

horses run wild and free as family and all of  the while holding their  own .  Their power is love

and fearless  wisdom even more than the massive muscles carrying them on .  My heart goes

along with them for as long as it can and until I’m back in a sleep meant for

navigating this world .

 

Why the Earth Soothes the Brokenness

Her charms are never ending .  Her power to delight an eternal story of love .

She challenges us and gifts us all at the same time .

The Earth and her inhabitants share breath as one .

And the when spirit feels stretched beyond the imaginable allotment  of pain she soothes us .

She soothes us with a light rain calming and delicate .

she soothes us with the joyous brightness of the sun warming and exciting .

She soothes us with the wildness of thunderstorms and setting our own wildness free .

She gifts us with so many things .

Every moment , every breath

Dear Earth

I thank you .

 

The Promise

To slay the sins and transform them into the light of new life ,

First wholly embraced  and owned  and recognized  with sorrow .

Knowing the darkness and weeping for the light to live ,

sorrows  for the dark heart

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joy for the light to follow .

The Gentle Moments

I remember  gentle moments . The moments that simply are peace . The peace that is born in one’s heart and  when unleashed it  washes away fear . The gentle  moments  flow around me and within me as comforting as  being tucked under warm , soft covers while a storm churns outside . I sometimes must remember  to choose those  moments over demanding forces of ego .

I remember the lightness of feeling free . Free when my attention is turned towards kindness and free when the  dance  is with love .

Vulnerability and Shared Humanity

When one person shares their  vulnerability that is an invitation to others to to share theirs  and

when that happens it is a coming together in our shared humanity . It is putting down the fear ,

anger , hurt and embracing the profound , beautiful struggles that we share . That’s a place for

healing to begin .

Healing

When the broken bits arise from your heart  and ask for healing will you welcome them ?   Love them  and  accept them  and then the peace will come .  in time , more and more , the peace of acceptance and love will grow  .

Every part of yourself deserves the healing of  love .  The freedom to live in the sureness of acceptance and generosity  . When the heart is open and with out self imposed  restraints  the beauty of living flows like a glorious  river .  Healing and abundant  lifting us all into a state of grace .

The Freedom of Surrender

I surrender to the passions and longing of the creative processes planted in my spirit .  The seeds planted long ago before I knew myself and before I knew the freedom of surrender .

She calls to me at all hours and asks only that I listen . And when I listen I am moved to create and to give and to explore .  Step outside of what you’ve grown accustomed to and outside of judgment  placed upon you  and travel inside the the infinite spaces of your heart .

See the stars and bright lights of planets set into motion before you were a whisper …or were you a whisper in the life of a star and now here you are .

The beauty in your  kindness echoes throughout the ages and the love that flows freely from your heart is felt throughout the world beyond any measurement  known to man .

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Music in My Heart

Music in my heart  sends me dancing into a night sky and touching stars .  It’s all so much more than a any one single moment and yet a single moment is everything ,  Your smile could free  a heart and anger may in prison it  . which will be ?

My heart reminds me to feel the music and to welcome the colors that tell of a song written long ago ,  The colors invite me listen and to claim joy .  To be bold one moment and to quietly observe in the next  ,

Melodies and movement in my mind become explorations of creative expression and are freedom .  I set my heart free …to be .

When I looked up from the Waves

Where is the next step ?  Going on exploratory trips inside the mind and the emotions and expecting an answer . The anchors are few and seem related only to material and practical parameters .  Why ? Why is the clarity  so elusive ?  Seeking change and not knowing where it is .  All the while placing the burden of healing underneath the desire for change .  Will the change create the opening  for healing to continue , to expand ?

Thinking that the lack of clarity was simply tied into some universal timing . Reminding myself that acceptance is a powerful tool rather than pure passivity .  That giving oneself over to acceptance  can actually bring freedom  . Freedom that brings action . And onward we go !

Still feeling as if caught inside of a struggle  somehow and yet so close to knowing .  Knowing what to do next .  I stood at the water’s edge , looking out , and feeling a chill .  The sky was filled with  shades of grey  blue hues and dramatic movement . Far off it look to be restless and  stormy .

Then a thought came .  It is I that is holding back the change .  It is , both , fear and comfort .  It is I that is holding onto what is  already known rather than embracing the unknown .  It is within  my heart and within my thoughts that keeps me still … for now anyway .