The Magic All Around

IMG_2781The magic of a person

And of when I hear a sound

Like the playing of piano

Or strumming of guitar

Rustling of colored leaves

Cascading of waterfalls

Invisible beauty of voices

Phrases of love being shared

There is magic all around us

In the simplest of things it is there

A gentle touch and caress

Melding together in loving embrace

An immense joy and exuberance

Even sadness or feeling lost

The simple grace of living

Is deep magic embodied

Flowing unseen and changing

Different for you and for me

Felt and experienced uniquely

I am grateful for magic in and around me

Ladybug Love

2013-10-07 12.30.23The Italians say they’re lucky

It’s a gift when they land on you

With elegance that’s fun and sporadic

They appear magically, alighting on me

Vibrant, bold red, distinct black dots

Just so delightful to look at

No wonder they bring good luck

They remind me to be silly

To think on pretty things

Their button-shaped bodies

Inspiring me to think creatively

They never stay long

They know they don’t really need to

Ladybug love never takes long

It can never be taken away

Bringing feelings that all will be fine

A gift of nature and life

Lite and beautiful

Just down-right lovely

As are so many things

What is Your Fire?

I know…you’ve probably heard this question umpteen times already in your life. But here, I’ve coded it…and the code word, if you haven’t already figured it out, is fire for passion. It seems to be the big concern…that is among creatives, artists, and absolutely anyone else who is sick of settling for typical. I’m not being exclusive here – I’m just feeling extremely sarcastic and short-wired right now while writing this…so, I mean every one of course.

What would our lives be like without passion? Continue reading

Our Ideas and Differences

In the book “Love Without Conditions“, there is a chapter towards the end that is called The Death of the Ego. Here are a few lines that inspire and resonate with me…

People identify with thoughts that they think. If you want to communicate with people, find a way to acknowledge and include their ideas. Then, when you express your own ideas, it will be easier for others to acknowledge them. People will never be able to be together peacefully until their ideas can dwell together without competition. To accept another person’s idea, even when you don’t with it, is to extend to him respect and trust.

Dwelling together in peace requires that you see what links you to others, not what separates you. If you what links you, you will respect your differences. If you see what separates you, you will try to overcome those differences. The attempt to overcome differences invariably fails. That is because differences are healthy. As long as they are respected, they do not interfere with the potential for intimacy and cordial relations between people.

Always give another the space to be different. Then you will not be avoiding intimacy with him. If you feel that you need to become like him to be accepted by him or that he needs to become like you to be accepted by you, you are trying “to overcome” the differences. Just let the differences be. You are acceptable as you are, and so is he. Peace remains in your heart and in his. Everything is fine.

“Love Without Conditions” by Paul Ferrini, pages 146 – 147

What are some ideas that you have, that you do not share because of fear that others will not accept them? Have you shared them, only to experience people not accepting them and thus felt like they were not accepting you?

Speaking from my own personal experience, I also see how many times, I am not accepting my own ideas within myself. This seems to create a cycle where I live in fear of sharing my ideas, pursuing them, and accepting and including the ideas of others. How do I expect others to accept me and my ideas, when I do not even accept them myself?

When I think about this, it also helps me to see differences in a loving light. What would you say is the usual response to differences? I would say that in our world the response to differences is usually fear. It is okay that fear is there…it means that the opportunity of courage is also there. At times when I am afraid, I practice kindness to myself, rather than beating myself up for being afraid. Then a magical transformation seems to take place and I walk through the fear and see it morph into courage. In this space of courage, differences are shown for what they are…creativeness, magic, uniqueness and self-expressiveness. And we can be together with all of our differences and ideas, without fear and instead with love.

A Beautiful Start to the Day

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Here are some photos I have taken recently. They remind me of the pure, simplicity of the beauty found in everyday nature that is around us. Since I am in the Dominican Republic right now, I am surrounded by lush green jungles of trees and flowers, gloriously beautiful beaches with stunning sunsets and awakening sunrises, […]

Omens on the Beach

This morning I am sitting out on the beach in the Dominican Republic. There is an area called Samana that has my favorite beaches on the whole island. One of my favorite ways to start the day is to have coffee while I write and journal. It’s that quiet time of the morning before anybody else seems to be awake. I had the entire beach to myself and the sun was rising in the east from behind mountains of lush green foliage and towering coconut palm trees that roll gently down to ocean shore. Continue reading

Making Myself at Home

I’m quoting here something that I just read this morning that wonderfully describes how I feel at home traveling and having a different sense of home than what I think our societies are sometimes more familiar with…what causes you to feel most at home?

Sometimes, we get so busy and involved creating a “home” for ourselves that we create a structure that’s too safe, limiting, and confined. We forget about our real home, the planet earth. It’s good to sleep indoors. It’s nice to make ourselves comfortable in our home. But don’t let your cozy nest become a locked, confining box.

Stretch your arms. Push the lid off the box. Get out into the world. Walk around. Move about. See the hills, the lakes, the forests, the mountain peaks, the valleys, the rivers.

See how big your world can be. See how connected everything is. See how connected you are, too – to all that is. Make yourself comfortable, wherever you are. Make yourself a home and be at home in the world.

Melody Beattie, “The Language of Letting Go“, devotional daily reading for July 30th

 

Experiencing the Flow of Life

This poem was inspired by a spontaneous enjoyment of a Colorado creek. To read more about that experience, visit the post on my travel blog: Going With the Flow of Life.

A spontaneous adventure

Of jumping in a creek

Taught me more than I expected

Its journey for my heart was sweet

Invigorated by the mountain water

Cold chill, a cleansing wash

A soft breeze carrying warm sunshine

The bright rays touching with warmth

As I laid in this flowing water

Laying back to simply float

Allowing it to carry me

Feeling the current move me along

At first I was struggling

Creating my own mistrust

This led to more bumps and bruises

Than when I surrendered,

Completely laid back to float

When I relaxed and enjoyed my breathing

I felt aware, fully present in experiencing

Immersing myself in the river’s flow

Looking up and enjoying the sky’s beauty

The masterpiece overhead of sky, trees, and sun

Feeling the water embracing me

Carrying me so sweetly and strong,

A most beautiful dance of sensations

Of trust and surrender, being taken care of

Of peacefully flowing along

Oh my God! How much this is like life

Where I struggle with the current

With myself and nature I fight

I end up sputtering on that lovely water

Hitting rocks that don’t have to hurt

And what a beautiful lesson

As all life truly is

That I can flow in this life river

It cares for me, bringing me along

For whatever may come my way,

For all that I do not know

For the “what if’s”, the “how to’s”

I can instead embrace the unknown

So I choose to allow and accept,

And this means in love I can let go

To surrender to the power

Of me and the river of life’s flow

The Treasure of Me

The smallest, tiny effort

The quietest, whispered thought

An act of love internal,

From within, not from without

To embrace myself in kindness

To place myself in love

An experience all on my own

Yet not lonely, my company is enough

We can be so hard on ourselves

Putting down, power to doubt and fear

Sinking into judging others

Because I am actually judging me

No more of choosing weakness

No more of putting myself down

I will treat myself like a precious treasure

And in that way be strong, with peace and sound mind

For I am precious and pristine

With character gracious and regal

Full of love and wonder, creative heart

With nothing to prove

Only my life to live, myself to be

What a precious treasure I find in me

 

Quiet, Grey Morning…

It’s that quiet grey outside…

The kind that looks soft and is flat of light and color

Yet comforting and cozy in some way.

The trees are still bare and their branches naked and leafless.

The air is still with no breeze and only a slight chill.

It seems to be an easy state of weather, a lull in sensations…

Not overwhelming and loud, it’s energy balanced and even.

Quiet and hushed, gentle and welcoming.

Restful…it feels restful and at the same time alive.