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Restful Mystery

The warmth of gathering oneself and welcoming a quiet rest and all the while a piece of my spirit roams free .  Moving along and suddenly  the beloved moon catches hold of me . A magnetic attraction and a  timeless song to the soul bringing one home .

The moon calls to a place of infinite wisdom and I off I go to the water’s edge  again and again . It both soothes and ignites restlessness . The power of creation waiting for it’s moment to be born  and looking to the moon for release and recognition .  It befriends your mysteries  and holds them dear .

The light that is sought will be found in the soothing , quiet of the dark  .  

Wild Winds

The winds came with such force ,

that the water became wildly beautiful and free .

Stone walls and cement slabs are little more than a notion during some moments like these .

Releasing old limbs , the trees  do us a favor . They  keep themselves  alive  …and wise and

ready for new growth and new life .

The winds came with such force

that I fell in love with their wildness and recognize the freeness .

Feeling the storm upon my face and more dearly in my heart’s embrace of all that is true .

I celebrate it in ancient experiences  carried all the way in the life of each cell .

I release tears , not always  for  today ,  but sometimes for moments far off  from another time

or for moments still to come .

The wildly beautiful winds that come , they churn things up ,  bringing freedom as they pass . 

 

 

 

Star to Star …

Draw a vision from star  to star to star and from to tree to tree to tree

And be .

Early morning darkness delivers promises

of expectancy an dreams coming awake and kindness from unknown places .

The sorrows that live in your breath as joys come to knock and welcoming  a flutter of

Love in your heart and suddenly there is a moment where you

are free .

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 . 

 

Do You See Beyond Today ?

Separated from humanity . It is a lie .  The US is WE and the WE is US .

One love is All love .  One broken  Woman , Man or child leaves us all broken .

Broken bits will be carried throughout the generations in our DNA .

When the stones are thrown the hurt inflicted will  become part of your families inheritance  .

Do you see you beyond today ?

Today’s creation lives beyond what you hold in your hand .  And in your heart .

 

 

Learn as I Go

I heard the birds  singing  this morning as it were  spring .  it was like a sweet , gentle smile opening across one’s  face .   Sun inspiring  whimsey and a dash of hope in such a way that i was nearly fooled . Fooled into thinking that spring was near rather  than the fall and  approaching winter .

Expanding  dreams in the  warm rays of sunlight is easy and sweet .  A joyous dance in ideas and amongst roads yet to be seen .  Unfolding a layer and releasing all barriers in thought , word and deed .

I am happy to know what I don’t know so that I will learn as i go . 

It Is The Sleeping Giants ….

Many times it is the sleeping giants that are the ones that save us  from ourselves .  The quiet voice in the threads of our longest relationships that illuminate our courage and compassion as well as the deepest fears that  cause us to push love away .

Forgiveness sleeps  and waits to be called  .  Always  ready to bring comfort and to light  the dimness in the hall . Many times it is the first in line  and can free you from yourself .

Compassion flows like blood through the heart where there  are no blocks .  Otherwise it gets stuck and hardens  the heart . Something so strong can be so fragile and damage may set in while we sleep  .

Willingness to know beyond our own private gate and invite the  world to show us other ways free from hate .

These are a few of our sleeping giants and I say ” Let them awaken ! ”