It was unexpected . As I walked along a well loved , urban path around a lake I paused . Delicate looking leaves sitting atop the water and the tree above reflected in a beautiful blue . The rich , inspiring colors and shapes all came together in order to create a story . I took a step towards the edge of the water and just slightly removed from the passerby’s . And for a moment was like a magical haven .
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Laying Down the Resistance
I watch the great , wonderful trees outside my window move with the winds with ease . And when I pause with intention then the rhythmic flow of my breath in concert with my heart is what I know to be a bit of grace .
Swept up in moments of resistance , simply said, creates more resistance . How delightfully good does it feel to breathe deeply out and smile ? Dreams in the day and dreams in the night of a joyous life for all .
Laying down the resistance to living in the truth of the heart .
Walking along the shoreline away from the light .
It had been hidden from sight .
Slowly pausing , my feet upon he sand , I turned around to see the beautiful shifting
in the sky .
The water calm and shimmering and the clouds giving way to the sun’s light
like a delicate dance heading into the night .
The Peacefulness of Gratitude
Witness to my Child’s Light
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 .
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 .
The Living Light
The Beautiful Bluebird
The weightiness of living with lists and must do and need to and then ….. pause . A beautifully quiet moment slips into place and envelopes your heart . A smile born from the timelessness of spirit breathes new life into a vision so joyous and free that it can dance with trees and then twirl amongst the stars .
The call of a bluebird is heard before it is seen and swoops out of a tree and flies overhead flashing it’s brilliant blue . I can see it another tree now and I gently move closer just to see . It is a beautiful vision on a cold , grey day and it’s as if it came say ” The beauty of life is always here in each breath and pause . It’s only you that goes away some days . ”
A Peaceful Heart
The power in your mind designs a new step while you rest . A step of boldness and beauty both folding in on each other and forming a star in the heavens above . The freedom to be or to turn the other way around or the freedom to delve deeply into mystery and then leave the page blank …a choice and it’s free .
To know fully what’s in your heart , and I do mean fully , then you are a step closer to being free. The moments that seem to disappear will remain with your heart if you were present though not free and the moments that are reciprocal in the upper world of love will lift a mind into healing .
There is a peaceful heart that can be born again and again ….and again . It is a choice and it is free .
At Home Past the the Fears
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.