Forward, Upward

Sense of purpose stands tall amidst the wavering trees,
wild green
cloudy murkiness
once desperate stones.

"Forward," she whispers, "Upward."
That king of Redstone--
He heard it clearly, strongly, obscenely so.

And this now,
my own revival of spirit
gathers flowers, places light,
makes amends for this unfortunate gift.




































 

Much LOVE to Spring!

Each season brings it's treasures.

Right now,

I'm in awe of this blossoming wonderland:

The promise of roses:

The laboring of lilacs:

The bravery of dandelions who have kissed my feet--

Then whispered my dreams into the universe:

Mother Earth calls me to her garden of nourishment:

This medicine is her gift:

I am so gratefully honored!

Transformed!

Here it is...Jodi's creation for me! I love, love, love it.

She is so talented and open to try new art techniques--which always turn out so lovely.

There really are no words to describe the special and sparkly qualities she brings to her creative work--not to mention that she brings all these same qualities to our friendship and the world!

Here is a poem I wrote inspired by our collaborative effort and this beautiful, happy heart, art piece:

A Happy Heart

Expressed and felt in waves of color,

images washed, buried, blurred

layer upon layer of hazy intentions,

but, in fact

is burning and

bold.

There is always the journey,

and thank heavens, a road map

leading me due east to my home, my forest, my ocean,

my people, my soul.

An offering of hope I see clearly now.

When the  mind doesn't over-think,

when you softly allow your heart to expand

and your hands to speak

there is nothing left but freedom

and sweet transformation.

How ever did she know?

Sneak Peek

So excited to have finally tapped into my inner artist to complete a mixed media art swap project with my lovely friend Jodi. (Thanks for your patience, Jodi!)

Here's the details: we each started a project. Then handed over the goods to each other. The sky was the limit!

This is what I got to work on:

Here's the finished product:

Can't wait to see what Jodi made! So fun!

Be As You Are

My heart unearthed is extraordinary.
It is ripe as the full moon hanging heavily in the night sky.

Years ago, on such a night, I'm reminded of
the sturdy oar dipping softly into the lake.

Soft, sparkly illuminations cresting and falling under the projection of that moon.
Canoe following it's path in the water
and
the crickets singing us surely toward shore.

I was not alone.
And now I carry with me always the moon, the lake, the crickets.

The breath is a powerful tool.

Breathe in--

be filled with beauty and peace.

Breathe out--

soften and allow.

March 1st

Yesterday, March 1st, nearly 6pm,
as my car journeyed north toward home
I gazed at the soft blue of the sky,
the peaks of the foothills, towering mountains behind
and realized
it's not dark out!

Then, a thought--
is this the first day the light of day is longer
or
am I just noticing for the first time today?