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These Trees

Carmel at the Santa Lucia Preserve, an idyllic retreat among lichen dripping oaks, green slopes, vistas, birds, deer, and coyote. The alive ecosystem of the coastal environment is present in a vital way to this tired body.  Yesterday’s wedding already a fading memory. The Barn, the view of the mountains for the ceremony, the relaxed vibe, all a part of me now, but I’m present in this moment without reflection on yesterday.

It’s all about the trees here. The way they stand in artistic poses and profound presence. They are peace and calm.

And the quiet! It seems they are thinking deep thoughts, still becoming more. It is a vital pervading mood that permeates – introspective and wise.

I am out with the trees now. Sweet soft breeze. They receive what’s offered with such grace. Later there will be a wild wind and a hot sun, and they will provide respite for some winged ones. They will shelter dozing deer, and yawning coyotes. They will talk to their brethren and commune with the others. Later still they will enjoy a moon bath and stellar sparkling light on their leaves. Their roots will reach deeper into the earth and their crown to the heavens with their hearts wide open to all that is. These trees.

 

 

 

 

Listening to a Deeper Way

“Walking,

I am listening

to a deeper way.

 

Suddenly

all my ancestors

are behind me.

 

Be still, they say,

Watch and listen.

You are the result of the love of thousands.”

-Linda Hogan

“The woods are lovely,

dark and deep,

but I have promises to keep,

and miles to go before I sleep,

and miles to go before I sleep.”

-Robert Frost

 

Werifesteria – Old English – Verb

-to wander longingly through the forest in search of mystery

 

Walking on Clouds

“When there’s snow on the ground

I like to pretend I’m walking on clouds.”

-Takayuki Ikkaku

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or

usher in storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

-Rabindranath Tagore

“You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.”

-Henry David Thoreau


 

Catching Up

“We do not become healers.
We came as healers. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become storytellers.
We came as carriers of the stories
we and our ancestors actually lived. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become writers.. dancers.. musicians.. helpers.. peacemakers. We came as such. We are.

Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not learn to love in this sense.
We came as Love. We are Love.
Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are.

– A Simple Prayer for Remembering the Motherlode

by Clarissa Pinkola Estes from The Contemplari

Last Year’s Words

For last year’s words

belong to last year’s language

and next year’s words

await another voice.”

-T. S. Elliot

 

Here’s to celebrating and reflecting on all of the words, events, moments, hours, learning, growth and love of 2016,

and

to our deepened, more attuned, and newly aware voice of 2017!

 

 

 

Radiance, Love, Light

and True Being

in 2017 ya’ll!!!!

Sweet Solstice

Ahhh… Winter.

Now the sweet season of introspection, quiet, peaceful snowscapes, good books, long nights, welcoming fires, warm hearths, cozy afternoons, wanderings, deepening, dreaming, awakening…

We celebrate this longest night with a glad heart, knowing that with each subsequent day, the sun will grace us with ever more moments of light.  Each day more light.

May our lives, our very souls know this too;  each day more light!

O Winter ruler of the inverted year… I crown thee king of intimate delights, fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, and all the comforts that the lowly roof of undisturbed retirement, and the hours of long uninterrupted evening, know.”

-William Cowper

 

“Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.”

– Pietro Aretino

“Winter is not a season, it’s a celebration.”

– Anamika Mishra