Beauty. The word, the feeling, the presence, the awe.
When we see beauty, it is like coming home to the deepest part of our self. Viewing something that fills us with reverence.
You are the seer of beauty and beauty seen.
A breath taken when in the presence of beauty is an expansion of our Spirit as well as a long exhale of truth.
Hearing something beautiful connects our souls to everyone within hearing distance and beyond. The sound of Om, a lover’s whisper of want and laughter. A gorgeous symphony of beauty in sound. Listen.
May you be quenched by & drenched in Beauty.
What is Beauty to you?
Extra Resources of Beauty:
Beauty: The Invisible Embrace by John O’Donahue and podcast
The Atlas of Beauty: Women of the World in 500 Portraits and a movement by Mihaela Noroc
Beauty words spoken by me
Dream-explore, discover, envision, wish, want.
Dreams are a way of knowing what will make you happy.
What do you love?
My deep dreams are peace & stillness.
Calm amongst the chaos. Deep breathes taken frequently & stretches with my body.
Play. Laughter. Tickles with Littles.
Feeling my body in the here & now. Grounded. Whole Complete. Move.
A flower patch for sitting near to dream & gaze into. A moon garden for sleeping under.
Smiles & Earth. Outside & open. Surrounded by wonderful smells of vanilla & honey. Beeswax & lilac. Blueberry & strawberry. Heaven scent. Teas for sipping. Wine in a tall glass. Delicate. Sucking the richness of life. Leaving this Earthly body empty. Used up. Emptied out. All dreams exhausted & spent. Fulfilled in their own way. Listening to the thoughts of others. Helping them on their path. Seeing the radiance in each of them. Holding the hands of my gentlemen & lady & walking together. Running. Filling our hands with dirt & mud. Learning in the world. Leaning into life full tilt. Exploring. To give the messenger an ear-full to send to the Creator.
What does your ideal day look like?
What parts of the day bring you the most joy & fulfillment?
If money, time people or life was no object right now what would you do, what would you start, where would you go?
What steps would you have to take to make your dream a reality?
If I could I would…
How about YOU?!
What are your deep dreams?
When was the last time you let the light dance in your hair?
The last time you let the sun touch your skin & leave warmth there, whispering of Spring?
When will you discover the sensation of sunbeams upon your forehead, landing like a tender kiss?
How soon will you uncover the light always beaming inside you?
I have been
Mostly silent as of late
My hurt so consistent & strong
I find it difficult to just breathe.
I am certain
Many, maybe all, others
Have been here too,
Have made it through,
And are different & changed for it.
(Me too, me too
As an echoed refrain of camaraderie).
Please let this shadowed place
I am so frightened it will leave me
Which will I be?
Another combination & random recipe
In this space between
I struggle to breathe
Knowing how I want to feel at the closing of a day, finding it now.
Visioning & creating rituals to nourish my soul.
Revealing my sexy & my spirit. Flowing from every part of me. All of me.
Being in the here and now. Seeing deep into my own eyes.
And a story only just beginning to be written.
I cried and watched heat lightning flash
a strobe light in the sky, falling rain as my soundtrack to
a heart heavy with envy and reality.
Longing to be
A stark and cutting realization:
My hurt stems and is rooted down in feeling so very alone
and the knowing
there is no one to rescue me, no one to give me approval, no one to write my poem.
It’s up to me.
This realization has only come from losing, in one way or another, those who I thought might be up for the tasks.
It was never their job and yet I hoped, wished, wanted and thought
they could do it.
So I waited,
and poured into them,
and tried to love them the best way I knew how,
and lost parts of myself trying to be what I thought was worthy of their affections and deserving of their time.
There is no me being victim
I chose to wait
The wait is over.
I do not know how or if, this will change my life.
I think it will shift intentions and focus to me.
Empowering and frightening.
As all the fabulous things in life are.
Better to see the video
I spoke of this in Freshness Here
What if we lived in this truth?
we are blinded
by wants, dreams & needs
we don’t see reality
(I can be submerged by this tendency)
unsure of who i am
especially when I am a public/online
filtered, stages & a persona
be this, do that
leaves me wide eyed &
(Pressure to be consistent & constant & everywhere is leaving me bone dry empty)
all of me, every part & piece,
as a whole being,
is messy chaotic & so very human
more like art,
here to make one feel,
which I long to just BE.
(the voice inside which says I am not enough, is a lie)
Ah the ever gray line
of fiction & reality
sometimes one, or the others
and sometimes all three
(not needing to be either/or this/that, it can be and/both bit of everything)
This conflict keeps arising
again and again
maybe it is time to
dance in self-discovery
write to see
(I, as are you, a one of a kind event, why not just be?!)
Stunning Ethereal Emergency
What do you need to know?
What is your biggest struggle right now?
Would you like to dance in the now of questions with me?
By being in the here & now
Is a way to make love to Spirit
& feeling into the here
is being made love to in return.
Like the wind playing with face & hair
is how the Creator shows he/she/it cares.
Or a rainbow painted for you
is a proclamation of love across the sky
We are too often seeking & searching for miracles and grand gestures
That we miss the simple pleasures