On this morning I share in the movement between seasons.
The branches of trees hang heavy with the weight of the early rain.
Nothing is moving, stillness of Mother Nature holds me like a child and my body sways in silent motion as I gently walk.
No sound, even my thoughts go to ground, leaving a trace so faint as to hardly notice their passing.
And my feet touch the earth and are bathed in the moisture held there.
I feel Autumn in the air and all my senses connect with this moment as life in all its glory flows through me.
Shady green trees in summertime blue, I watch the sunlight passing through, taking it's time to caress the leaves, that dance to the music on the breeze.
The whisper of peace in this morning hour, brings life to all my senses and I'm captured by the beauty of nature that breaks through my defences.
My body feels warmth against skin and my heart responds to bring the outside in. Stillness embraces me like loving arms and I move towards summer's radiant charms.
Blazing skies splayed out in the heavens, my soft eyes smile to see such splendour. In this moment the truth revealed under shady green trees in summertime blue.
Every dawn brings new opportunities to create something wonderful
And the rain came, dancing on the rooftops, and the birds sang to this beautiful backdrop. The flowers opened up to hear, sounds of nature in the air, and the taste of water everywhere to celebrate this wondrous time of year.
And then the sun came, blazing through clouds of grey, and the mood turned, quiet as a summer's day. Light shimmered through the trees, bringing life to all the leaves; beauty always near to celebrate this wondrous time of year.
And the night came, creeping in on tiptoes, and shadows danced in and out of hedge rows. They whispered secrets from beyond, telling stories, singing songs, of love so dear, to celebrate this wondrous time of year.
And the moment came, tender as a teardrop, and time stood waiting in the quiet. Everything was calm and still, thoughts rested in the pool, so deep as to hold no fear. Every cell nourished to celebrate life at this wondrous time of year.
This dewy morning in the midst of spring, I walk in warm sunshine through fields of green.
I stop to hear birds sing songs of old as if this moment is the perfect time to bring me into their loving fold.
And we meet to share this space, and time slows down to allow me to taste - beauty.
The camera in eye stops the clock and I stand to look and listen.
I am drawn to look up - a tree, shaped by the hand of nature, perfect in its splendour.
Colour touches the edge of branches, brushed by the painter in passing to reveal life in all its wonder.
There is nowhere I would rather be and I feel alive as life moves in me now, life plays through me now.
I am blessed to experience the simplicity of this scene that reaches in through my senses to rest in the deepest part of me, to form a subtle imprint for times when seasons change, a reminder to trust that everything is perfect just the way it is.
I walk on through fields of green on this dewy morning in the midst of spring.
I sit and ponder the ways of the world and notice a flower in bloom, I realise that everything takes it's own course, nothing much left for me to do.
I'm floating on air, thinking in tongues of times that have sailed on by. Images of old flowing through my mind, surface and then disappear.
Looking up to the sky I see the big blue, nothing blocking the light. And the sun on a string warming my soul, as it dances like a bird in flight.
I come to rest in this moment of peace, my breath guides my attention within. I find a place of stillness and glimpse what living actually means.
When the talking is over and the stories told, and all the chit-chatting is allowed to unfold.
When the jokes have been made and the singers have sung and the voices go quiet when the winning is won.
When the questions are answered and the takings counted and the images shared are framed and well mounted.
When the points played out and discussions laid to rest and the medals awarded have been pinned to the chest.
When the manoeuvring is mastered and the stroking is done and we finally end up where once we begun.
Then we may notice the silence and the space to see through the fog that we both did create.
To see into eyes behind the dance and the veil to embrace each other and share the love we both feel.
The moment of awakening heralds new life.
Conscious awareness flickers and begins to shine like a new star.
Unconscious awareness prepares to give way, watch and wait patiently like a guardian angel.
Senses stir, visions, sounds, feelings, scents and tastes take shape.
Choices, pathways and opportunities become our reality.
We are alive.
And so we tentatively emerge into the new day.
Are we the same as we were before we slept?
Or have we changed with rest and the passage of time?
Our re-awakening brings new hope and endless possibilities.
There is no need to rush.
Time is ours to choose.
And when we tire we shall sleep again in the loving arms of our angel within.
Sitting with friends telling stories of old, lines of life to be told, songs from the heart, lined with love from the start and soulfully healing.Music plays,symphonies of the day, shining light between words, and strings of guitars strum their way through bars into friendly listening.Hearts are ablaze in the night time haze, as voices sing, to embrace this time when lovers of life gather round to enjoy simplicity of giving.And all in a moment, a blink of an eye, to rest in the beauty of life, where the dance flows free, and the sound, the song and the singer are one.
What joy it is to be in such company.
I've walked this road a thousand times, a thousand different frames of mind, I make my way pass your door and sift through thoughts washed up on my shore.
Tangled up in weeds and moss, I stumble through the fields of loss, down paths where trees have stood for years, statues carved of hopes and fears.
I take my time to notice signs that lead me through a maze of minds, reaching out to whisper rhymes, of love so clear my heart sings, and all stand quietly listening.
Troubles shared
Compassion given
Energies reaching out tentatively;
risking, exposing vulnerabilities.
In a safe and special place
unique people, singular spirits, coming together
to create such exceptional moments, a timeless treasure.
Trisha
Take the time to notice the beauty that lies at the heart of change between one situation and the next.
Awareness grows in the space between thoughts where light arises from deep within our being to reveal our shimmering magnificence.
Be present to notice the stillness and calm that has the power to transform.
At the centre of the movement between one state and the next is the gift of acceptance.
Unwrap this gift and dance in the freedom that connects us all in the beautiful flow of life.
