paint across the canvas

Paint covering each finger
Color strewn out on my desk
Music playing in the background
Letting go and having fun
I am not much of a painter
But I love to get my hands messy
Skipping the paint brush
And going right in with my fingers

There are pieces that I paint that I adore
And others that I think I may go back in and cover up
It is fun to dive into a blank canvas and see what emerges
There are layers, some messy and some beautiful
Each layer telling a different story
I love the that I can start over
Again and again and again
Adding more layers, more heart, more love

Painting stretches my mind differently than writing does
A different type of white space waiting for some color
With each stroke I let go a little more
Breaking down expectations
Allowing the colors space to bleed together
Adding in more, wiping away excess
Reveling what is below
Letting it all emerge

I am on a year long painting adventure
Open to what will emerge as I lay color to canvas
Mindy Lacefield is my guide
Giving me space and direction to let go
Her True Free Spirit Class is opening me up
Connecting me others who are the journey
Together we show up and let go
What do you do to stretch yourself, open up?

postcard from the road

flight

Waiting here

Forced to slow down

Soak in the enviornment

People rush filled with excitment

Here with my thoughts

Reading, writing, kniting

Still in a world that is spinning around me

Amazed at the greatness of flight

From here to there in mere hours

People converging from all over the world

On to their next destination

I am in love with this place

With this moment

In love with the opporutnity flight brings

Lifting off

On to a new adventure

Interacting with strangers

Arriving home a bit more expanded

boldly knowing love

Dear Beautiful Soul,

Today is the day to let go of those heavy bags you have been carrying around with you for far to long.  They have helped you through many journey's, have protected your heart in troubling moments, and have guided you to here.  To this moment.  However, those bags no longer serve you, and are ready to be released. Free yourself of them.   

Today is the day to step Boldly into Knowing Love.  To open your heart and soul to the possibility that anything can happen.  Freely allow moments to wash in and out, like the oceans tide.  Savor the precious giddyness of happiness.  Let those moments be your guide to cultivating more love, light, and laughter.  

You are stronger and braver than you even realize.  Boldly step into Love.  Begin today.  Believe in your stength.  Believe in who you are.  Know that you are so incredibly lovable.  

Love,

Your Inner Light, who adores you 

good choices

This week was full of good choices

Choosing to move my body
Pick up the dry cleaning
Keep the money in my pocket

Choosing mini golf over errands
Laughter and storytelling
Dreaming of vactions to take

Choosing the healthy option
Going to bed early
Purchasing much needed undergarments

The choice is always in our hands
To take care of our self and choose laughter
Or go down the road we really do not want to

What good choices have you made this week?

growing together in love

In relationships there is comprise
Having to make the bed when it does not really matter to you if stays unmade
Being ok with a dish in the sink, even when you are wanting to get it washed
Throwing your clothes into the hamper instead of on the floor right next to it

The little things you do to make the day to day living together smoother
Finding the balance between that extra step your willing to go
And the things you are willing to let go of yourself
Because life still runs smoothly even when they are out of place

Each of us are human
With our own quirks and way of doing things
To live harmoniously with another we must learn to dance together
An intricte dance of seeking what is important to the other

We need to respect each others light
Provide space to shine and breathe
Fuel each others fire, encourage the next big adventure
We must trust in flight

We know we cannot change the other, and we must never try
Embrace everything, even the unmade bed
For that is a gift in teaching us to let go sometimes
We must recoginze the beauty of the other

When you find this person
And learn their dance
True love blossoms
And each of you grow strong, radiant, freely