How is it this cut flower, detached from its roots, has the capacity to re-grow itself, to expand in a new form, and when it seems to be at the end of its existence is capable of new life?
Resilience.
Tag Archives: Awareness
The Flurry
Snowflakes are gently falling, wet, heavy, cold. The air is still. Yet, as if aligned with a predetermined path down, they fall, curling and dancing on invisible threads. How beautifully and carefully they weave the fabric of the newly formed blanket of white.
The landscape now changes. Familiar objects and colors fade as I grasp for their memories. Each flake masking more and more of what I know, as more of my roots and my foundation fade.
They blur my vision as they spin and race to weave the blanket. They only create the illusion that what I know is no more.
For when I pause to breathe, I see. These dancing flakes inspire a new kind of looking, as if through a clouded window that needs to be cleared. My breath the cloth that wipes the window clean.
Faith reminds me that I know where I am, who I am, even as all I know disappears under the blanket.
And then, almost as quickly as the storm started, the flurry ends. Almost as quickly as they appeared the flakes melt away.
With this new moment, the sun shines. With this new moment, rays of light now dance on the same threads that wove the blanket.
Once more I am reunited with the familiar. Finding my roots and the landscape just as I had left it – once buried, never lost.
Coeur…age
Think with your heart. Have faith in your instincts. Place yourself in unfamiliar positions and you just might find you are more comfortable and happier than you ever imagined you could be.
The Fortress
I do not need high walls, thick armies, or heavy artillery to protect me.
I need just listen to the quiet, gentle voice within to know the path to victory.
My greatest strength is my inner knowing.
Soft ripples
A rhythmic flow of thoughts, sensations and movement ripple along the surface.
There is a stillness in that rhythm, a fluid sense of presence, direction, clarity and completeness.
There is no pressing onward, no need for more. In the stillness, I am the me that I am to be.
So why do I seek waves and torrents when the stillness is the essence of my being?
Complete Sea
Able to move great vessels
capable of such fury
so humbly bowing
at the edges of the earth
gently curling up
and cradling its shores
I am but a drop in this vast ocean
and yet without me
the ocean would not be complete.
The spirit
May the littlest spirit of celebration inspire in you the greatest joy.
The unfamiliar
Think with your heart. Have faith in your instincts. Place yourself in unfamiliar positions and you just might find you are more comfortable and happier than you ever imagined you could be.
A little bite will do
A cake baked rich and full calls us to dive in. Taste buds perk up, enzymes dance with anticipation, the whole body awakens to receive the treat. In one bite everything else around fades away…thoughts, senses, feelings all tie into this moment. There is a full sense of aliveness, of nourishment, of awareness and special connection in knowing that this bite can never be duplicated and would never need to be. This bite fills the space of needing anything else. At one in this moment with this sustenance, we know it is enough. That is all we need to feel complete, full, satisfied.
Each moment in life is like that bite of cake, so rich, so filling, and completely satisfying when we are aware, when we allow ourselves to be fully consumed and to fully consume the deliciousness.
Within
The cold and dark descend upon me like heavy clouds. My focus draws inwards. Folding into that stillness without resistance brings crispness and clarity. There I discover warm radiant light in the cool crisp darkness.
Monday Mindfulness 