"anticipating joy"
loving touch
how pleasant it is to give and receive
between all beings
animate and seemingly inanimate - they thrive
as we add our signature of nurturing touch to the palette of life
"a flow of warmth and inclusion"
the gaze
background story
Not long ago, while driving on a local highway, there was a sensation of “being watched”.
Do you know the feeling? The sense of someone's eyes on you? Maybe from across the room, across the street?
Well, when i looked to the car on my left, my eyes were met by the eyes of a large dog intently ogling me.
The dog and i, had us a soft, staring game, that lasted several miles, until the cars pulled too far apart to continue.
So today’s musing is a ponder on this feeling, that we all seem to be familiar with, the sensation of “the gaze”.
the gaze
what is this mysterious force
that our eyes emanate - to make their presence known
potently charged beams
with kindness, or any other energy of our choosing
what shall we call this oft overlooked wonderment?
gems
nature gazing
offering my hair to the wind
when the air grows quiet
and my mind complies
soon the gems appear
and everything shines in its own light
be it moss, meadow or dew
all evoke the same call
to move with tenderness
through the seasons
of life
friendships
friendships born
out of playing together
again and again we delight
in the same activities
and in the process
become buoyant with mirth
our souls chiming
in trust and tenderness
the land of play
last night i met the queen of the land of play
to visit my shores, she said
begin with a dash of stillness, bordering on boredom,
and a feeling of uncertainty,
Now, that’s a good start!
from there your filaments
stretch
making up songs, telling stories
drawing from the infinite well
the river comes alive
the clouds have meaning
trees and stones talk to you
and anything and everything is possible
chaos shapes into order
and dissolves again
you play with ancient, ancient forces
dreaming myths into being
shaping worlds out of the flux
in parting she asks:
how would you like to feel now?
imagine - you are already there . . .
teatime with gratitude
as a stray thought
a sudden well-being
a coincidental meeting
i come to you
like a whisper in the fog
you sense my approach
and soften
i see you
as we commune like old friends
and i glow in your company
i hold your beauty
as your sentiments stream into the world
and grow
in my wild dreams i imagine us
whirling through each others worlds
joyous and free
storytellers
"wave upon wave"
words
that need to be told
to each generation,
a truth that never grows old
the message - so simple,
takes long to learn:
you, it says,
are the storyteller of your own story
"free to choose"
before you a table of plenty,
a sweeping rainbow of attitudes to choose
from the thousands of hues what will you pick?
will your tale be bitter, sweet, bittersweet . . . ?
what roles will you decide to play?
will you be jester, judge, living ghost . . . ?
ponder the power and privilege
of the storyteller
"the hue of gratitude"
black and white, rainbow hues, colorless
on the canvas of this life
i choose
gratitude
rapport
"pausing at the meadow"
and they sat in companionable silence
watching and listening
each in their world
united in friendship
harvest moon
look up,
look up,
feel the pull to witness the moon
"La Luna"
shining equally upon all
"Shine"
having accompanied all of our ancestors
goddess to countless cultures
bathed in myth and lore
she still reaches the soul of the young at heart
"fairytales & first dates"
equinox
imagining our blue planet
spinning and tilting through space
in such a steady way
"The Blue Empress"
what moves me is the majesty of it
the design, the precision, the constancy
making all, life and consciousness, possible
"As Seasons Change"
pausing to fill my heart with wonder
about the awesome life giving regularity
of this beautiful blue orb we call home.
"The Emeralds"
