Looking forward

Beauty reveals itself to any seeking eyes on a daily basis, if you take the time to look and focus. You can see that all that you need is with you in this very moment. Today a friend and I tromped through the forest barefoot, almost nearly avoiding the gum balls lying innocently on the forest floor. It’s so pleasant to watch the buds gently blooming, sneaking up through the brown giving hands of the tree branches. Each bud is like a promise for a better tomorrow. Each tiny flower is like a joyful secret being whispered. As we lay in the field the treetops spoke to the sky as though they were telling the blue of that vast canvas that soon we will be full and alive. Soon again we will breathe in with our leaves and blend into the clouds as the sunsets on the green canopy. Sometimes we don’t notice when we are changing. There are times when I turn around I am a new person. Thankfully renewed and refreshed by nature, I can embrace that which I become.

Driving through the city in the spring is an adventure in its own rite. When the white petals from the trees hit my window shield I have the fleeting feeling of rejoicing. I have this vivid adoration for each flower that dances over the windshield while my car is moving past those old rusty buildings of my city. The students are all out wandering around like they own the town, like there’s no tomorrow and all they have is today. The city is just as alive in the night as it is the day.  Eating desert alone engulfed in the pieces of conversation floating around me in a crowded restaurant. There’s children playing near my table, three girls are holding hands in a circle walking around giggling madly like it’s the most incredible action one could ever take. I find myself letting go of everything in that space. The desert I order is heaven drizzled with chocolate. The waitress notices with concerned eyes as if eating alone is taboo but as for me, I am free.

As if It were to court her Dismay

For warmth

And ending concealed

lips curl

upright

We have become

wax melting into one another

Touch pulses

Through my veins

A glance may

speak

Language unwritten

For my heart alone

leaps from dust

this moment

please allow me

to free myself

from these chains

bonds that hold everlasting

life

your scent clings to me

breathe into my soul

by placing the words

in air

Today we have a choice

Some days feel like a testament, to the fact that life is full of joy yet surrounded by inescapable pain. This day is like a painting someone has set to the side. The sun rises to bring beautiful ideas, yet the artist shut the blinds. Some days seem like a lesson to be learned. With an open mind anything can happen. Those times when the pain is overwhelming, the awareness of the suffering of others and the loss at what action to take to help is overwhelming. Those days where there is a knowing within the sadness and  suffering there is something beautiful waiting,unfortunately,or fortunately, this beauty is ever so slightly of reach.

                To breathe in suffering and breathe out compassion, to combine your heart with the heart of the world and understand that we all suffer, we all feel pain, we are emotional beings. Just take a moment and really be with the earth grounded in the forest. Some days are like waiting for the music to begin and realizing everyone has left the stage, the clouds come in and  rain falls.

In the midst of that, what you must remember is without the rain there would be no flowers, so let each drop sink into your skin and remind you that you are alive. Let the water just wash away any ideas of pain, and know that deep warming sunlight is waiting to bare down once more into your skin. Again in the middle of pouring rain find ways to be kind, sincere, and just. Find ways to express your tears breathe love in and move on. Step into the sunlight surrounded by the flowers to create your crown of yellow dandelions, breathing out and allowing the dandelion puff to dance off into the wind as you blow it off the stalk.

Conceding fully to Divine grace

Could you be?

A discovery of adventures which lay ahead

Due to gentle persuasion of the universe

Could you be?
of this moment in indecision

Look inward, become fully acquainted with self

Could you be?

Involved completely caressing eternal self

Deep within the lake that becomes mind

You will be

An adventure daring to fly ahead

Gently joining the universe dancing in sky

You have decided

Turn inside, to love self as a dear friend

Dive surrounded by freshness

Be mindful of the rushing in this body of water

In the right direction

Have you ever been in a place where whatever is happening around you just collects and flows freely in the right direction? Sometimes there are these circumstances in my life that prove to me that today is worth it, today is worth whatever work and effort I put into. Today this moment came together so brilliantly, a circumstance of truth just unfolding like the constellations, put together in exactly the right way. Do you ever look back a little baffled about how every event in life is what has brought you to be exactly who you are today? D you not feel small in a world so surrounded by life which is constantly moving and changing? Sometimes I live for the love of awakening to these truths.

I live for the abundance of gratitude received by times that feeling of impermanence engulfs me. This feeling envelops my mind and its as though I am just another drop in the waterfall, another part of a beautiful divine plan which is unfurling around me. I am happy in that space, breathing and alive. There’s this place I like to go, on a lake not far from here. The waterfall provides comfort its constant breathing with ever-present motion, rushing with energy. There’s a collision in this rush of the water between peace and chaos, a peaceful chaos in the waterfall, in this dire need to meet the bottom of the rocks. If you stand in the right spot, you can see a rainbow. Where the sun hits the water precisely, there’s this illumination of colors, yet you have to hold your stance in exactly the right spot to see it. Sometimes I try so hard to see the rainbow I miss the beauty of the waterfall behind it. In the midst of all of this it’s like the universe is whispering to me "hold on, hold on a little longer this is just the beginning there is so much waiting for you, so much to discover." these words are true for you too, just waiting for you to take another look, past the rainbow and into the waterfall.

Here’s a poem I wrote.

Thanks for reading

Softly a Whisper Still Lives on

Softer still

 moon reflecting

Exchanging glances

Deep soulful eyes meet mine

Brighter still

 rising sun

Smoldering cascading landscape

Devouring herself meeting life

Crashing with each wave

onto the bank

into my center

Keeping me stranded

Boundless peak

I can feel

The words on your lips, your hands

Feeling each space between your fingers on my skin

There you are tracing hearts along my arms

I close my eyes

Forgetting to breathe

All I see

is you

In the forest

Today I had the most brilliant run. There's this lake that I rediscovered near my house that even though I have been there before it’s new to me. I love days like that where everything is brand new, the energy from the night before is still coursing through your body and you’re prepared for anything. The wind was clear and refreshing rolling over me and through my hair. When I’m running, there are these moments where I realize that I am able to do everything I am on this earth to do,  I am at peace with every muscle in my body and every breath that I take. I feel like running is so close to flying, when I watch the birds drift through the air. Maybe it’s more like swimming, like the little fish in the creek when they are drifting down stream. Not only do I love every movement, I am every moment. Moving along with the fish and the birds we're all making these clean swift motions moving forward propelling in the clearest of directions.

Stopping in the woods on the off beaten trail I see a creek and I am so warm wrapped in light, sitting on the rock encompassed by the heartbeat of the forest listening to the flowing of the water. The water is so clear below the rocks, my mind stills like the water. Briefly I am the stream. Some hikers on an adventure pass by, one apologizes for "disturbing my peace" and I told him "oh no, you are part of the peace." I ask if the trail loops all the way around the lake and he says "that’s what I am trying to find out" I say " me too." and just run, swiftly move. Pulling my legs up each hill watching the birds flit off as I pass by, I run and look back and the hikers are so small and far away, soon it will be like they were never even there. I wonder if these memories are real in this moment it’s as if I am dreaming the peace is all that consumes me and the earth is my innermost being. I am so happy, alert and alive.

Heres a poem I wrote a few days ago

In dusk a river

Collapsible yet alive

Touch multiplied

Given way to hope, renewed, adhere

To neither here no there?

Could we be yet again the touch?

Encapsulated

Consumed by night

Darkness climbing over treetops, surrounded by soul

We are here and there

To open the gate describe the indescribable

Become that which seeks you

Or are you seeking in that which may

Be you