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Friday, 8 March 2013

Finding Home...


























On Wednesday I woke with anxiety sitting on my chest
deep panicking anxiety 
As I walk through the unsual suspects
that bring me here
I decided to transcend them all 
I decided to not
"try to make sense of it"
I decided  that instead
I needed to medicate it
tend to it
love on it
give to it.
So
after I permed my moms hair that morning
I grabbed the dog, my camera,
got into the truck
and drove to wher
I was being called.
I am blessed to live in a area that offers
Mother Earths finest wears.
Ocean
Forest
Lakes
Feilds
River
Creeks
Meadows
and 
Mountains
Today it was them that called
The Mountains behind my home...    
I needed the cold mountain air
to caress my skin
I needed to fill my lungs with  
the medicine it gives.
I needed to feast my eyes
on the majesting of the snow capped giants
I needed to be away from the human noise
and be enveloped in Natures Love.
We are still in the dull of winter
though the signs of Spring
can be found
Ducks and Snow Geese
are getting ready
to nest and bring new life.
Hawks fly close to the wet lands
looking for their daily bread.
Seagulls and Red Winged Black birds
search for a place to nest.
The great water shivers
as mountain winds caress
snow can still be found
high on the alpine line
great trees stand by the thousands
housing bear, deer and wolf
All of the beauty
which remains with or without me
Yet it gives to me
feeds me
medicates me
stills my troubles mind
expels the anxiety
that clung to me for dear life
This place is my Healing Balm
the place in which I touch God
and God touches me
I offered my gift
from my own medicine pouch
and in return
was given back a stone
to remember this healing
to remember the abundance that is
And the joy of my eager companion
makes me laugh out loud
guides me back to center
brings me back to Home
A couple hours of direct treatment
and I was brought back to holy health
Grateful am I
for the Abundance that is
Grateful am I 
for the Love that is
Grateful I am
for Good Medicine received
   Grateful I am
 to be back Home
once again 

may you find yourself Home this weekend
my lovelies

Love and Light

(ps just over a week to go for my big trip 
have you seen the total??? We are surpassing my intention!!
Thank you Thank you Thank you
I could not do this with out you!)  
 
             

    
 

Wednesday, 6 March 2013

tonight...

I just came back from a night time
 MRI appointment with my mom
I realized tonight that I am now the daughter
of an actively aging parent. 
Of course I realize we are all aging...
but a corner has been turned...
I saw it tonight in her eyes,
her unsteady walk, 
her uncertainty,
I saw it.
A new kind of life is starting for her and I.....
I  felt a need to place it here
as I swim in the emotions
of this change
I had to honour it
give it voice
give it word
give it a place
thank you for being here
my lovelies
love and light

   


Monday, 4 March 2013

Mondays Offering...a song and a thought...


I take these pills to make me thin
I dye my hair, and cut my skin
I try everything, to make them see me
But all they see, is someone that's not me

[Chorus]
Even when I'm walking on a wire
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
Everyday I try to look my best
Even though inside I'm such a mess
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible

[Verse 2]
Here inside, my quiet hell
You cannot hear, my cries for help
I try everything, to make them see me
But every one, sees what I can't be

[Chorus]
Even when I'm walking on a wire
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
Everyday I try to look my best
Even though inside I'm such a mess
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible

[Bridge]
Sometimes when I'm alone
I pretend that I'm a queen
It's almost believable

[Chorus]
Even when I'm walking on a wire
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible
Everyday I try to look my best
Even though inside I'm such a mess
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible

who of us have not felt these words?
who have us have not felt less then?
who of us have wondered....
what is "this" all about?  

I know I have
Seasons of lack and darkness
Seasons of loneliness and deprivation  
feeling unheard
unseen
unimportant  

As you walk out into your week, my lovelies
be open to seeing those who feel this way
and tell them the truth

this could mean somthing as simple
as a smile with soul eye contact

and if you're living this song,
if you are in a place of feeling
invisible
look for those who want to connect
and want to let you know
that you are seen
that you matter
that your broken heart
breaks mine

Love big and bright my lovelies
it really matters...

Love and Light