Monday, July 19, 2010

Happy Monday

Oh yes, the beginning of the week.

So new and not the weekend it is.

Ready to step forward with these new shiny shoes.

Ready to make an impact and feel the wind on my cheeks.

As I move forward through this place.

I remember as a child wondering if we were all just having a big dream together

hmmm.......that was a pretty good thought for a seven year old

because sometimes it really feels that we are

I wonder where we will be when we wake up?

As a child I imagined it was on a small white cot with no blankets....all of us in a huge room sleeping on these cots.

Maybe now I will imagine us all invisible being the sky above, looking down on our bodies as we dream this dream.

I can imagine more I guess because I have seen more than I did at 7.

I wonder what I will imagine at 80?

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Last Year's Post

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Be Strong

Be Strong

For it is within you

The fibers of your muscles will grow

if challenged.

Be Strong

Your heart will work for you

pumping life through your veins

care for it well.

Be Strong

you are in charge of your thoughts

no one else can get into your mind unless you grant them access

Be Strong

it is all within you

we are all able to be

exactly who we chose to be

Be Strong

for when you can not do it on your own

rest assured that those who love you will be there

and you will always be surrounded

with exactly what you need.

Be Strong

be yourself, completely and your life will shine with brilliance

Be Strong

against all odds, use your gifts..they were given to you for a

reason...

Be Strong

and have a beautiful day, full of gratitude!

Kitchen Sink

Really now

Each time I think I have been blown away by something I get another dose.

This time unspeakable kindness, a gesture of such heartwarming proportions I can barely breathe from the sheer amount of gratitude that is filling my lungs.

It is like being at the beginning ride or the end of a marathon

Knowing that it will simply shift into something else

but I am sure to stop and bend down and smell the sweet perfume of these roses

Give thanks for each cell of my body each wave of my spirit each moment that should not be washed by.

The knowing that nothing is in vain, even if it takes a while to show up.

And can I vouch for the power of the moon?!!!!

When you call in the forces of the wind it is no joke....things move fast

and there is no mistaking the correlation.

So, deep within the hodgepodge of this post is story unfolding just exactly as it should.

I am so glad that I listened to those three little birds regardless of the circumstances

Even while cursing at my spiritual guides with frustration and tears...I followed the guidance and pushed on farther and like a wave crashing down, all of the pressure was released

and now I stand in the wake, stunned and engulfed in the golden, glistening light of the sun.

Today will be a great day!




Monday, July 12, 2010

hot bath

I am putting it all in the hot bath tonight

filling it with all that doesn't serve me

all that needs to soak it's way out

leaving me refreshed and relaxed and so put back together

I am climbing this mountain and know that the other side is near

remembering to look back at all of the hills and mountains I have climbed before

knowing they life will be sure to continue sending them

they are hard

and that means I am alive

and I am grateful for that....and looking forward to the next green valley

and I am not writing about the bath anymore

maybe I just needed to soak in the page a bit.

naaaa I'm taking a hot bath as well!

Saturday, July 10, 2010

return

Waking up to a beautiful weekend.

I am reinvented

focused on the joy
the happiness

what is working so well

a study in energy

this writing a part of the equation

a shift of consciousness

perspective
can actually change the chemistry of the mind

the body

the spirit

and so I have returned

from a big ball of struggle

so happy to be in the flow

just in time

to scoop it all up with open arms and

allow it to become me

cell by cell

connection to it all

once again

remembering that it is like birth a little at a time

contract
breathe
patterning through

head showing them disappearing

then showing some more

this was just a very long contraction but a progressive one I'm sure

Friday, July 9, 2010

late night flow

As I sit poised upon a perch I wonder to myself how do these words come

......from where?

How does my hand remember how to hit the keys just right?

What part of my brain is working

What part of me is aware of what I am doing...for it certainly is not me

the me that I understand with absolute resolve

The me that I have been taught is me

Where does this stream begin

where does it cross over to that path of sea-ness

when do I become it

when it, me?

How does the hand know to stitch, or sew, or chop, or fluff, or drive a car, a plane

this is all a bit insane.

and yes, it's true, I've had some rum, and quite a bit of fun

but it is only lubricant for that which is different,

a stream, a thought a moment frozen in that illusion of time

that space of connectedness

that is us

Oh Sweet Manatee

I screamed with the true excitement of a child.

"Oh my God, there is a Manatee"

about four feet away from me...huge and sweet and just so big, gliding by like it ain't no thing.

Then it came up for air with it's sweet nose....

later in the day it returned again to say hello

a magical day in yet another magical place.

Can I take it?

Yes I can!!!