The autumn breeze
loosens the maple’s leaves
- shake and sway -
a unison wave
Then the letting go
Scurry scurry
The squirl hops along
the underbrush
looking for buried treasure
The old, stubbon pinwheels
that didn’t take root
become a tasty afternoon treat
Nature always provides
The breeze rustles the leaves
a bluejay and starling make their calls
gathering their flock for a good night’s rest
sheltered and abundant
Nature always provides
Category: Connection
Stories connect us
A warm November
The soft breeze
kissed our skin
the sun’s rays
made our hearts swell
The ocean was beckoning us
to take one last visit
to the beach
The golden sun's rays hung
lower and lower
edging down towards the horizon
An orange blaze
reflected on the gentle waves
where the sky melded into sea
We sat on the bench
taking in this fleeting,
panoramic view
wanting to hold the image,
the color, the glorious blaze
just a moment longer
As is autumn’s nature,
the warm rays rapidly changed.
There was a sudden coolness to the breeze
We soon donned on our sweaters and headed back
This was a day to remember
The light, the warmth,
just enough memory to last us
all winter through
Practice Joy
Joy brings peace and connection
It is not for the select few,
But it is a choice and
I want to be an active participant
Joy is in birdsong,
the wildflower reaching
toward the sun
Joy is within
Joy is without
Even when there is challenge,
some hardship or pain,
The current of joy runs underneath
It is in the airwaves
The rainbow knows this
The prism, the light, the dark
Joy is not the opposite
of sadness
Happiness is not required here
Joy is in a smile, in a tear
Joy is in memory and reverie
Joy is music, Joy is song
Joy is my birthright and my purpose
How soon I learn this
then I seem to forget
That is why I choose to practice joy
It all starts with an intention
My attention waters
and tends
creating fertile ground
for sprouts to take root
the care needed in the beginning
is great and takes effort
once its foundation is firm,
supple and lush,
it can soar
up and up into the cosmos
to become what it was always
intended to be
Come back – Don’t fall asleep
Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The world needs your stories
You can solve what troubles you
The antedote is in your chest
In your heart
In your very breath
Even when it feels like it’s breaking apart
and shattered at the core
There is the jewel of what is you
that takes these pieces
that makes meaning in the chaos
The shards are not terrifying
a new mosaic is taking shape
and you are the sculptor
Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The world needs you
I need you
In my arms - all is at peace -
A steady rhythm of heart and breath
To hold and be held
to walk upon this earth
supported with ease and connection
to spirit
to love
to bliss
Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The beauty is you all along
[ This is my birthday gift and to celebrate the month of October ]
The bounty of harvest
The bounty of the harvest
otherworldly, wholly outside my own
I take it inside
It shapeshifts and transforms
It whets my appetite
Delicious beauty moves around
as Delectable delights for dinner
Our blue green planet
Ball of energy
and life,
You swim through the ether
My heart, my mind
plays its part
in the whole scheme
of the cosmos
whole and apart
End of Summer
The gentle breeze beckons me
to come outside and feel its kiss
My cheek is warmed by the sun.
The soaring birds make my heart swell
The peak of summer
long days and warm nights
has just passed us by
The green weeds and grasses
hold tight to their roots
as they reach toward that sky
We all feel the embrace
of a late summer’s day
The moon wanes more each day
The dark sky - the opposite of today’s
bright sometimes harsh illuminating sun -
prepares us all for what’s next
Darker, longer nights
Do not mourn for what has passed
Each stage and phase
the natural order of things
We would not appreciate the greenery,
the long sunny days
if we didn’t know
the dark nights of autumn’s sky
The leaves blaze
like a fire against the backdrop of blue
And I am grateful for this beautiful day
Movement is in my nature
Freeform like freewriting
the blank page is my canvas
my pen, my body
an instrument of expression
My spirit soars as my body connects
to the music, to the lyrics
to the words of inspiration
I draw out and play out
There is freedom and softness.
Here, I can be fickle or full of praise.
I dare to lavishly adorn the page
and my space with beauty and charm
with joy and creativity
I embody this place, this space
It is mine for the taking
And I bow in gratitude
a mindful prayer of spirit
freeform and tangible
for all to see
To liberate these bonds of fear
The unknown may feel scary
that darkness of uncertainty
looms large
and we feel small
like a lost child
afraid of the night
and bigger shadows
fear, uncertainty,
doubt, worry
our survival can be
called into question.
To venture beyond seems
otherworldly or
reckless
To liberate the bonds of fear
we must first bring those
shadows into view
into the light
to be examined
to be seen
and then their booming
dire
warning siren seems to be dimmed
A dimmer switch,
which we absolutely
control,
It is within our grasp
and we have the authority
the audacity
the key
to choose how much depth
and breadth that fear has over us
There is no permission slip
needed.
The permission was only ours
to give
to ourselves
To liberate these bonds of fear
know, my dear,
that it is safe.
Step out of the darkness
and into the light
Healing Insights 