What if there were a prayer like an incantation, one to be recited, or sung—if you could carry a tune— echoing around the world like the wood pigeon’s call, five notes radiating as light rays fill the sky announcing: “Morning has arrived”.
What if, I ask, because I wonder what might bloom in our hearts if we held five words to lift us into the dawn— could they luminate our path through starless nights of change, surprise, and dread where daily news suspends us in silent, trembling pause?
Focus. Sing out. A clear message.
One that says: Lift your hearts today. Let love be your guide. My joy illuminates.
Could we, in unison, each in our own language of hope, sing until certainty rises that dawn has arrived, and all are bathed in new light.
Could we sing together and dispel the darkness that seeps through shadowed corners, permeating rooms of despair? Could we try?
There lies hope: Our one honest prayer of life. Together we could light the universe.
Today we finally have a connected site for my blog, art, spiritual companion information, and a soon to be better functioning shop page. It has been 6 weeks of up and down, uncertainty, then certainty, then back to frustration. A big thanks to my nephew, Aaron, for all his hard work. It has been a few hours and I am still trying to take it in and trust it.
Migration out of WP is not easy, not what I expected, and not strait-forward but I am hopeful it will be worth it in the end. If nothing else, I have defiantly learned a great deal about what goes on behind the scenes of a wordpress page. Did I really want to know???
I am sending out this post to make sure my email subscribers are receiving an email, I show up in the reader, and that I show up in the socials. If you are missing your normal way of receiving a post from me, especially via email, please let me know. Many emails were dropped in the process and listed as blocked. I will be working on that from my end as well.
I will be back next Sunday with a regular scheduled post. Yay!
The world over, wherever we roam— sea or mountain, snow or sand— may we unfold our hearts and breathe in what dwells before us.
Even in devstation, we glimpse a lone caterpillar or a single mushroom, yearning toward light and pressing forward into new life, and we pause this moment to witness it all.
Sure as the heart cycles through sorrow then joy in seeing the sky unfurled above, or the quiet grace of drawing breath after breath, we claim what is ours to experience, in this moment, the only one.
Encased in a world of white, frozen tundra, deep into darkness—there is rest in hibernation as all wait to rise into the warmth of what they could only dream of: growth, nourishment, and the freedom to bloom and bring joy and beauty into this world.
Yes! We too wait and dream and hold promise of living fully alive in grace, strength, and vibrancy. Deep within what appears to us as the absence of light, we each anticipate the moment of our arrival at the door of expectancy.
Free to radiate beyond shadow, into and through the light that illuminates and calls us forth into our creative day. All that we wait for, all that we dream of—it is ours, as within our inner depths, it waits for us.
Migration update: You probably thought it was done already! I am happy to report it is all in process—slow but sure—as work happens behind the scenes. As it turns out my nephew is hosting me and I am delighted to have a live person to work with on the changes I would like to make as I move forward. The shift will happen either Monday or Tuesday of this week. I surround it all in the light of smooth transition and highest good. Blessings on your week ahead, dear readers. I appreciate all of you.
The heart aches for what it desires while lost in the shadow of dissatisfaction.
When we fall will we rise with more clarity?
Will our hearts open to our lives with honesty?
Will we dare to change the trajectory and risk a new path?
We face the questions as we seek to know our human potential— the hidden gift of life on earth.
“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Human potential at its best is to transform a tragedy into a personal triumph, to turn one’s predicament into a human achievement.”
-Vitor Frankl
“Human potential is the same for all. Your feeling, ‘I am of no value’, is wrong. Absolutely wrong. You are deceiving yourself. We all have the power of thought — so what are you lacking? If you have willpower, then you can do anything. It is usually said that you are your own master.”
In this season: love abounds, the full moon rises, lights shine, candles are lit, while we draw near.
We wonder: How do we enter? How do we gain?
We remember: there is no gain, there is no loss, in an endless supply of love, joy, and compassion.
Always and ever: as we need, as we open, as we allow and release that which is not needed, does not support, does not bring life.
We open to All: to life, to love, and rejoice in the season of light and love, which is now and always, never ending, in endless supply.
(Image my own)
“You are here to enable the divine purpose of the universe to unfold. That is how important you are.”
-Eckhart Tolle
“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.”
-Rumi
“Under the anger, under the fear, under the despair, under the broken heartedness, there is a radiance that has never been harmed, that has never been lost, that is the truth of who one is.”
We ran in fear. We towed the line. As consciousness rises we stand in truth of who we are, no longer choosing from what is hidden in shadow, no longer following blindly in darkness, we rise to heart’s bidding— the All, unfolding before us, that calls us to live in simplicity and love, as we learn to believe, what is good for all is good for me.
(Image: From the One World Series, We All Belong by Janis Dehler)
“The main tenet of design thinking is empathy for the people you’re trying to design for. Leadership is exactly the same thing – building empathy for the people that you’re entrusted to help.”
-David M. Kelley
“Never believe that a few caring people can’t change the world. For, indeed, that’s all who ever have.”
-Margaret Mead
“Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.”
I lift my gaze to the sun, the moon, the stars, to the birds of the air, to the universe of mystery, to the everything and the nothing.
I lower my gaze to the earth, to the plants, the animals, to the crawling things, to all that grounds me into Gaia—
the bosom of the mother who nourishes, protects, challenges, and grieves, who is alive in her evolution, who pulses life.
I open my heart to those before me, to the whispers of love and compassion, to the cries of war and hate, and on to my shadow of fear, pain, and sorrow.
I look to the mountains, the seas, the vast life before me—the unknown. For it all, my heart says, yes, in gratitude for life, for the journey,
the opportunity to be in body, in human form, walking each day with those who seek, who carry light, who reach to touch the stars to earth— an angel's kiss. I bow in gratitude.
(Image my own)
“Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others.”
-Marcus Tullius Cicero
“Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.”
-Henry Van Dyke
“Gratitude is when memory is stored in the heart and not in the mind.”
I imagine the vast universe in flow, color, swirls of energy, calling, reminding me: life is everywhere, teeming with possibility, pulsing with joy, expanding in love.
It is said, what is out, is in. Is this the sight of my internal being— in expansion, in evolution, in every cell, vibrating within this experience called life.
“You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person is not to be found anywhere. You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love and affection.”
-Buddha
“We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.”
-Stephen Hawking
“Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.”
Drift into the morning light that beckons you forward. Drift into the dew of a reality that moistens your heart. Draw into the path of being that guides you into love. For what is hope but the desire for what we are born for. What is hope but the knowledge that something is there— that we are not alone, not forgotten. Move from hope to is. It is now. It is all within you in this moment. Your future is your present. Hope is found when we allow. Live in your now to open the door to your desire. You are your hope.
“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.” ― Bill Keane
“Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.”
– Vaclav Havel
“Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird,That cannot fly.” ― Langston Hughes
