You may recall, a while ago, I wrote about how I created a vision board, how a quote founds its way into my sightline… You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down. …and how suddenly, feathers were appearing at every step. Feathers continue to appear —... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about dreams. Dreams in that wish-list, bucket-list sort of way. It has not escaped me that my Dream Journal, meant to hold pages and pages of things I want to see and accomplish, remains relatively empty. It has also not escaped me that, more and more, I forget to... Continue Reading →
At some point, during the course of each year, my front garden is beautiful. There is good, healthy soil as foundation; there are bright green shoots of promise and buds of anticipation. But then, before I know it, everything is grown up and over itself. Small patches of this and that are suddenly one giant... Continue Reading →
“Life is a difficult assignment. We are fragile creatures, expected to function at high rates of speed, and asked to accomplish great and small things each day. These daily activities take enormous amounts of energy. Most things are out of our control. We are surrounded by danger, frustration, grief, and insanity as well as LOVE,... Continue Reading →
“The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake. Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic,... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow I will watch the sun rise. Instead of sitting here infusing my system with more coffee and stiffening my neck and wearing down my fingertips, I will put on a hat and coat and scarf and gloves and walk around the corner and watch the sun rise. At 6:30 or 7 was it? It... Continue Reading →
Addendum to Sweet Dreams Post: As if to reinforce keeping dreams in the beekeeper’s jar, and email arrived yesterday that read: “When we wish for something our consciousness opens to receiving it like a flower unfolding its petals to receive a bee.” • • • Art from Karen’s Whimsy. Quote from the Daily Om.