A Winter’s Walk…

20 07 2014

 

 

potomac sunrise

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do I acknowledge the truth this stream is speaking?

the babbling water against stone is a gift . . .

But , do I have courage to listen deeper still,

in this chilled, desert-forest . . . leaf-less, barren and vulnerable?

 

Years of pain and joy are evident –-

earth and water in relationship . . .

a long dance of love and friction;

 

On the way, barriers encountered . . . detours necessitated;

birthing new opportunities — new possibilities —

to explore . . . to receive as a gift;

 

Carved beauty from years of a committed journey;

Mystery echoing from creation’s dawn —

whispers of Mystery in the pilgrimage ahead . . .

Do I feel the Peace in the flow of water? the foundation of earth?

 

so is life . . .

so are life’s questions . . .

so could be my living . . .

 

 

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What’s the pay-off?

19 10 2013

Mountain sunrise

 

 

 

 

What pay-off is there to living this divided life?

What is it that whispers in my ear telling me to guard my heart so?

What experiences have singed my soul so that living has become something to grasp and hold tightly?

clinched fisted…

choking life…

energy consumed…

I know the wholeness of life, though…

permeating me on Forney Ridge Trail in the quiet mountain air;

speaking to me through the language of wind and evergreens…

welcoming me in the gift of an unexpected hug…

carrying me on the melody of healing music…

Always energy giving…

I know what I long for most…

I know what shepherds me toward living an undivided life…

Do I dare take the risk?

 

These things I am learning…

vision becomes clearer with the letting go;

I am loved by Love –

and there’s not a thing I can do about this…

 

And so it is with you…

May we both choose to lean into Life and Love…





Blue Ridge Parkway Sunrise…

28 09 2013

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Wait…

24 09 2013

CADES COVE MIST 3

 

 

 

dawn breaks,

mountains loom,

fog settles in the valleys of our existence . . .

 

We wait . . .

 

dwelling in uncertainty,

paralysis advancing,

peace a faint echo,

perception narrowed

hope’s longing reduced to embers . . .

 

Yet within the mist Mystery abides,

and if we wait,

Light dissipates the valley fog,

what looms, is redefined as beauty . . .

 

In the waiting,

Life rises;

Light dawns;

Again and again . . .

so wait . . .

 

please wait . . .

 

 





Cape May Sunrise…Sunset…

6 09 2013

Because of Cape May’s orientation on the East Coast,  there is the gift of sunrise and sunset over the Atlantic…

 

cape may sunrise januaryCape May sunset





A Gift Given…

6 07 2013

gull at sunrise

 

 

 

“ . . . and a little child shall lead them” it is said.

but who knew from one so young —

an embrace given freely . . .

creating a space within, where soaring is now possible,

stirring the soft waters of peace,

helping me remember . . .

helping me to know that I am loved and valued by Love —

unconditionally –- no strings attached;

and there is nothing I can do about it . . .

a gift given by one so young . . .

and, I suspect, so much wiser . . .

 

 

 





Potential Haiku…

24 06 2013

pre-dawn 2edited

 

 

 

potential is ripe,

on the edge of life’s dawning,

ours for the living…