So, I went for the ride! A beautiful flow filled ride...for a couple of days anyway.
It was beautiful, expansive and magical.
Today, it is raining. I feel better now after a hot bath, nap, painting which I haven't done in a while. Of course there was lots of laundry, a dog walk, and light housework thrown in.
I don't love the rain, the gray days . I know this and am prepare to return to my pre-exsisting blissful state when the sun comes out again on Saturday or Sunday. I try to find sunshine in the gray days,,,,,,,but it is hard. So I give in sometimes, just being in it.
Well, my creative juice is low.....I think I will head out to get a coffee and sit in public and enjoy being out alone for a while before I pick up my sweet kids and begin the wild afternoon, homework, dinner, bath, bedtime part of the day.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Money, Sweat & Ginseng
Yesterday was the day,
I awoke from some sort of Shamanic nap
A new person of sorts
Filled with clear directives.
Put $100 in your wallet
Go for a run
Get some Ginseng.....then take it.
I did all of the above and feel as if each tiny particle of myself has changed, lightened, transformed.
Ahhhhh
I awoke from some sort of Shamanic nap
A new person of sorts
Filled with clear directives.
Put $100 in your wallet
Go for a run
Get some Ginseng.....then take it.
I did all of the above and feel as if each tiny particle of myself has changed, lightened, transformed.
Ahhhhh
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Remembering to ask!
Bring it!
That's all I have to say.
The money
The joy
The fun
I am aware.....I do the work
lots of love
blessings
respect
consideration
challenge...................on and on and on................now,
I am ready for that flow...
the kind that is big and huge
and makes you stand in disbelief of how good it is.
I am ready for more of the good
more of the great
believing I deserve it,
not feeling bad about wanting it.
I am owning it
arms open wide.....come on universe...let it rain down beauty so big that I am thrown up into the
sky exploding in a million ions of pure joy and gratitude.
I am asking for you to bring it!
and as a good friend of mine always says "I can take it!"
That's all I have to say.
The money
The joy
The fun
I am aware.....I do the work
lots of love
blessings
respect
consideration
challenge...................on and on and on................now,
I am ready for that flow...
the kind that is big and huge
and makes you stand in disbelief of how good it is.
I am ready for more of the good
more of the great
believing I deserve it,
not feeling bad about wanting it.
I am owning it
arms open wide.....come on universe...let it rain down beauty so big that I am thrown up into the
sky exploding in a million ions of pure joy and gratitude.
I am asking for you to bring it!
and as a good friend of mine always says "I can take it!"
The magic of the moon
Today on this New Moon....I wait for an intention to show
I wait for the living blood to show.
I am patient with my mood, I recognize it's doom as a wave.
I allow it wash over me, knowing that it will take with it all of the doubt and worry and negativity of the last cycle, leaving a fresh clean slate upon which to play.
I welcome it all as I respect the play of the moon, the tides, the swirling irritability, the sore weight in my breasts.
Yesterday, I allowed myself to sit, quietly and imagined a red tent drawn tight over my head, inside and quiet with my sisters of the moon.
Then, I ignored the voice that told me I was lazy and not doing enough. The one that called me irresponsible and made my stomach feel flabby and unattractive.
I ate butter and chocolate and noodles with more butter. I ate a corned beef sandwich with coleslaw and rye bread because I needed it.....
I forgave my state and thanked it for whatever it was showing me.
That just continued to piss me off, but it was ok.
Today, I get ready to do yoga, care for this swirly body.
Tonight, I get ready to sit with my sisters in a circle, knowing that many of us are on that cycle....maybe I will set up a tent.
Maybe I will just serve chocolate and red wine and smile at the warmth of the circle.....and dance under the absence of the moons glow as we danced under it's fullness. Celebrating it, wherever it is in it's cycle and giving thanks for it's gifts, it's history and it's magical, powerful properties.
I wait for the living blood to show.
I am patient with my mood, I recognize it's doom as a wave.
I allow it wash over me, knowing that it will take with it all of the doubt and worry and negativity of the last cycle, leaving a fresh clean slate upon which to play.
I welcome it all as I respect the play of the moon, the tides, the swirling irritability, the sore weight in my breasts.
Yesterday, I allowed myself to sit, quietly and imagined a red tent drawn tight over my head, inside and quiet with my sisters of the moon.
Then, I ignored the voice that told me I was lazy and not doing enough. The one that called me irresponsible and made my stomach feel flabby and unattractive.
I ate butter and chocolate and noodles with more butter. I ate a corned beef sandwich with coleslaw and rye bread because I needed it.....
I forgave my state and thanked it for whatever it was showing me.
That just continued to piss me off, but it was ok.
Today, I get ready to do yoga, care for this swirly body.
Tonight, I get ready to sit with my sisters in a circle, knowing that many of us are on that cycle....maybe I will set up a tent.
Maybe I will just serve chocolate and red wine and smile at the warmth of the circle.....and dance under the absence of the moons glow as we danced under it's fullness. Celebrating it, wherever it is in it's cycle and giving thanks for it's gifts, it's history and it's magical, powerful properties.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
The simplicity ~ joy equation
A beautiful day...
coffee with a good friend,
getting into the earth and the life that grows abundantly around our home,
nice meal on the stove,
old pots with old plants making new,
children playing hard,
learning & loving
a date night on the horizon,
life is good!
coffee with a good friend,
getting into the earth and the life that grows abundantly around our home,
nice meal on the stove,
old pots with old plants making new,
children playing hard,
learning & loving
a date night on the horizon,
life is good!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
all on the tip of your tounge
And here it is....
the wind,
the flow,
the consciousness in between thoughts.
Becoming still and feeling the movement swirl around me.
The truth, honesty, waves of emotion
No different than the wind.
Becoming attuned to the smallness of life.
Tiny moments
Clarity and understanding for moments
the work
the dance..the great orchestration that is this life experience.
you grasp it, and it is gone like grains of sand
like water
like wind
all on the tip of your tounge
the wind,
the flow,
the consciousness in between thoughts.
Becoming still and feeling the movement swirl around me.
The truth, honesty, waves of emotion
No different than the wind.
Becoming attuned to the smallness of life.
Tiny moments
Clarity and understanding for moments
the work
the dance..the great orchestration that is this life experience.
you grasp it, and it is gone like grains of sand
like water
like wind
all on the tip of your tounge
Monday, January 24, 2011
Grumps
Oh, and then there are those grumpy days.
The blah and icky ones.
They are never too bad or too long though.
A nice reminder of why I love the clean, clear beautiful ones so much!
I'll take one of those tomorrow please.
The blah and icky ones.
They are never too bad or too long though.
A nice reminder of why I love the clean, clear beautiful ones so much!
I'll take one of those tomorrow please.
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