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The Quietness of a Snow Day

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Awakened even earlier than my usual four o’clock in the morning . There’s something about the quietness of falling snow and the darkness of the night being held by a magical , soothing light of falling white flakes . Cozy inside and watching the delicate snow is both soothing and exciting .

It brings forward the happy memories of being a child and waking up in the night to a blanket of snow covering the streets . A bit of moon light shining across the white making it practically sparkle and crisp , cold air against my face was invigorating . I would open a small window and stick my head to feel the snow and try to catch a snowflake on my tongue .

It always felt magical especially in the middle of the night . I loved way it gave our busyness a break . it would ask , if not demand , that we slow down . To break free of our routine and to experience life a bit differently .

The joy of a snow day remains in my heart and waits each year to be re awakened .

Witness to my Child’s Light

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Intertwined and separate  .  We come together in laughter  and in tears .

Joy in unexpected moments arrive like fuel for whatever  the  next  hurdle may  be .

And occasional moments of quiet appear when we miss the landing of understanding by

an inch or so .

She  just became  a bride and then a wife and  so beautifully with trust .

I witnessed her light .

And it’s invitation to a new adventure both powerful and serene .

Celebrate your light !         

 

 

 

In the Wild

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In the wild ,  amid ancient trees holding stories of the magic and  of the tragedy of life , is a stillness .  A beautiful , deep stillness .  It is where the wisdom from ancestors may surface . It is where forgotten dreams come to to visit and where the knowing of love , pure and free from ego , expands into it’s gentle power of eternity .

In the wild ,  amid the  star filled sky ,  cares of tomorrow float up and away  making  space  for a peaceful  heart  and sweet sleep .  The moments are alive and true . Uncomplicated  and  wondrous , they are alive travel through time , offering songs that only a soul may hear .

A Man Standing Alone

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A man standing well off to the side of a convenience  store .  Looking cold from the chill in the air and with a well worn roller bag next to him  . Big eyes with a look of kindness  against his weathered face which clearly held some stories .

Suddenly i was looking to see if I had any cash with me . Yes, I did . It was a moment of certainty after that .  I walked towards him .  He was gracious and thankful .  He began to say something . He hesitated seeming lost a bit .  ” You don’t have to tell me your story  because I already understand it ” I said .  A moment of connection that takes me to my heart .

At Home Past the the Fears

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Uneasiness creeps quietly towards any opening left unattended  .  That is awakening , the beginning to listening . The discomfort arrives to inspire  and to move you .  The breath taken in is relief to your mind .  It is the promise of expansion and exploration . The breath released is the freedom to be in peace . Joyously and deliciously  free to be past the fears.

…..To be continued 

Freedom

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           When i loosen the hold on the mirror in my hand it’s easy notice  the heart muscle relax . The stories in the image that I see could change when they are set free .  Those stories ask me for freedom from time to time and I consider  it for a bit . And then it’s time to explore .

There is delicious laughter to be had and it’s free though sometimes there needs to be a reminder to seek it out . Then , of course , is the courage .  It’s magnificence can go unnoticed if you can imagine . It’s so dear and sometimes life changing . You may only notice  it’s friend  known as fear but courage often slips in quietly and opens a door . And there is freedom .

Heartbreak  has it’s own odd rewards .  It might  bring you to yourself and it might twist and turn you until you know that you can set it free .  Tears create comfort in their  release freeing you heal nearly unknowable woes .

When you clearly there is love and know it as a true companion you are free .