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The Water’s Edge

The days , mostly  , filled with doing and moving . Prioritizing and producing .  And so I come to the water’s edge  to be still . To witness . To feel my heart being soothed and to know that the wild part has a place too .

Dance

It seems to be time to let go .  The barriers built so silently  in a moment here and years stretching out there . The heart seeks it’s freedom and it is in the willingness to be seen and felt that the freedom lives .

In the tears that didn’t get hugged away in healing will come a new breath .  Vulnerability worn with honor and fearlessness in acceptance of the imperfect spirit learning this dance .

Leap , rest , twirl , rest . Always  bringing love into the dance .

 

 

Open Door

Very deliberately  the handle was turned  and the door was about to be  opened .  Would there be a view on the other side , perhaps ,  of an ocean , sparkling blue in the brightest sunshine ?  Or might it be the sight of couples dancing ? Twirling seductively and exuberantly moving their feet  in rhythms  that celebrate every breath .

Once the door is opened will the sight to behold be of a majestic  mountain with rugged , snow covered peaks ?  Standing in their strength  and proclaiming their  longevity they entice the imaginations of passers by .  Or will  the view be a blackened sky revealing hints of it’s treasures in the twinkling lights we call stars ?

Leave the door open , at least  a crack or more , so that the treasures may find you . 

 

Put Down the Sword

To She , or , he that has an internal war raging having started long ago …may I offer you a chance to put down the sword . To know that you are enough and you need not fight for every step . Allowing a natural flow won’t weaken you strength  . Leaving some of the old paradigms to become dust and accepting a new view could be sweet , could be kind and then begin anew .

The Side Roads

I will  find my way to the next side road  .  I will venture out into what seems unknown .

It may be a simple touch that brings new direction  . And with it’s smile my heart will be known

for a second . The comfort lives in moments that embrace the fears and look for the side roads .

When the Stars Invite me for a Stroll

Stepping back , clearly to see , and then recognizing the flutters in the heart .

Ready and willing to go . Go onward and onward soaring  free .

New breath awaits  to be tingling the senses  and to introduce  discoveries .

An old heart renewed in the light of the minds eye and a wandering spirit tells tales

worthy of feast days and banquets by the ocean’s edge .

When the stars invite me for a stroll in the moon’s light or in the darkest night I say yes .

Always yes .

 

Break Free

Light appears and while  dancing it beckons .  Flowing into a rhythm  it’s grace wraps around

any broken bits and draws out  all humanness .  The beauty and the wild rawness reside by side

by side . Nurturing the love is how they  each survive  …….