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A Peaceful Heart

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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 .

Mon Coeur

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 

Ancient Light

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The moon rise slides into place .  It’s  light inviting and inspiring .  It commands your energy into new and ancient places .  Is it deep sleep or restlessness that it brings ?  It’s glow could you bring you home  some night . And to a home that seemed vaguely absent it may help you to meet  once again  .  On those rare nights when it catches  hold of you , when you didn’t see it coming , and it takes one of your breathes away and you loose the insignificance bits . In that second there is freedom .  Illumination in degrees is , at times , surprising .  It may be necessary to decide to welcome the bright light and it’s warmth . It is there  waiting  to know your soul’s answer is yes . Yes to ancient light from stars long gone and yes to steering along a path set in motion when your first breath had begun .

……To be continued 

Restless Ego

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Moving through the restless ego and the dearest friend of a lifetime in spirit . The journey of the  creative heart unfolding , it’s whims and battles within the mind and soul breathing . It is the dance and awakening and release that fuels yearnings . in the deepest, slow breath intimacy with a mystery is realized in the creation of art and use of words . Together they sing . 

When I knew That it Was You

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It began with meeting you in unexpected places .  My heart rising to the surface and bits of my soul exposing it’s weaves of color and textures gathered through the ages . Questions and acceptance , not always in that order , came with each breath .   And each breath has a purpose.

Deep breath in so as to welcome the sights of love which  sometimes masquerades as rebellion . Deep breath out so as to give delight alive in courage . Have you stood in the silence of your breathing  and listened ?

It was you along  offering comfort through inspiration . Offering warmth in moments of  fear and gentle nudges toward exploration  of  a beautiful , wild road . 

Home

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Home .  Not a place on the map  .

Home .  A place to store the fears ,

Home . Aches relieved .

Home. A broken heart healed .

Home . At long last ….home .

The Red Robin on the Path : The Gates are Opening …….continued

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She stood  , her breathing light , and wondered about the life of this  bird . A seemingly sweet

Red Robin that had kept coming into view . It reminded her of some sort of a dance .  But what

dance might this be ?  The forest has  a secret life she thought and what will it reveal to me

today ?

Glimmers of sunshine streaming through the trees in places . It was hopeful and playful .  It

made her smile .  She felt , suddenly, like twirling  about .  Then the Robin , startled by

something  unseen ,  flapped it’s wings  rather furiously and it frightened her as well .

The Hues of the New Day

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Oh I how I breath in  deeply at the sight of the new day .

Leaving room for wondering , leaving room for you dear yesterday .

Sometimes I speak to you in the night and wait in vain for your reply .

And sometimes the mystery of the night is  my cloak of comfort and inspiration to fly .

 

A Red Robin on the Path …..

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The winds picked up  strength  and caused the window panes to rattle fiercely  .  A shiver ran up

her spine  as a small gasp escaped from in between her lips .  This morning’s outing was

seeming to evolve into a challenge  .  The tea was ready and  she cliched the cup  ,  mellowing

with the  warmth , feeling soothed and her spirit  revived  .  ” I could loose myself in a day such

as this one ”  she said aloud absentmindedly  .

Can you loose yourself in the wanderings  of the heart ? Or is that exactly when

you find yourself ?       Now back to our story ….

Glancing down the hall she caught sight of her fine , woolen scarf .  A deep purple , soft and

with a  delicate weave of subtle earth tones interspersed .  Perfect for today’s outing .

The enthusiasm  for the new day was ignited in her spirit by her love of the unknown alongside

the comforts of home .  “Snap to it ! ” she thought . Time to get ready or this day will be gone !

…….to be continued

 

 

A Red Robin on the Path : I Awoke Inside of a Dream…continued

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As her bare feet touched to cold , brick floor her thoughts of adventure went elsewhere .

Instead she focused on the kettle for tea . A moment later  a  bit of rustling amongst the trees

outside  had her thoughts wandering and wondering again . ” Do trees have a language  all  of

their own ? Do they feel it when I lean against  them ? ”  Slowly her head  turned towards the

kitchen window and dreamily she looked out at the trees .  Suddenly …

A  powerful gust , practically roaring , churned things up .   Startled , just a bit , she turned her

attention towards the kettle .  Hmmmmm that warm cup of tea will surely feel good going down

and just then the steam set off the whistle .

Soon she will be readying herself to head out ….into a possible wind storm  .

 

To be continued ….