Into the wilderness of life, I travel daily, immersing myself with emotional and spiritual connectivity.I see, feel, interpret my perspective, and withdraw into private chambers of my heart to discover a wealth of treasures. While hiking a trail to go geocaching behind the iconic Fairmont Springs Hotel in Banff this past May with my son-in-law, … More Life Happens . . . so do Roots and Balance
Reading and pondering the King James version of the Holy Bible, I have always appreciated the impressions left in my mind (raising and answering personal questions) and heart. I recite the Lord’s prayer often while walking, paddleboarding, and meditating on my faith in God. I do so slowly with bowed head and bended knees, figuratively … More Life Happens . . . so does The Lord’s Prayer
Timelessness, eternity, and the phrase forever in a day simmers in the pot of my mind. Timelessness, eternity, forever in a day. Unheard to the natural ear,but recognizedwithin the chambers of my heart,a soliloquy utters my spirit’s voice.Hearkening,I learn to see and know myself,in truth sublime,His divine nature within myself. Discovery of the sages,timelessness, eternity,forever in … More Life Happens . . . so do Thoughts in Solitude
**Just 2 notes before you begin reading/listening. FIRST: In referencing “blessings,” I would like to say that I believe what I consider blessings comes with a range of feelings between negative and positive, laws of opposition. Life is a full bucket of challenges, but I believe there is a depth and purpose to all happenings … More Life Happens . . . so Make it An Adventure
“The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.” Ralph Waldo Emerson “It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are . . . than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think you are in paradise.” Henry David Thoreau Decades ago, I plastered my teenage bedroom walls … More Life Happens . . . so Touch a Cloud
PROLOGUE: Take a seat or not, look around and pause, listen and hear, be at peace. Forget not the paths that brought you here in time, not reckoned by you. All for a purpose, in preparation for what lies beyond, stillness is requisite. ~~~~~~~~~~~ In the darkened shade of a shadow, I see myself deflecting … More Life Happens . . . where Paths Merge
One instrument purposefully designed to protect a vessel by holding it in place, the anchor proves its worth when used correctly, especially under adverse conditions. Perspective, introspection, and reflection are interwoven words that continually affect the efficacy of my anchor. Depending on the depth of my chosen cruising waters, strength, and length of my rode … More Life Happens . . . With or Without Anchoring
Laying, submitting to tiredness raging within, forcing eyes to close, I see myself, alone, like a music box dancer slowly turning on her toes, perfectly poised and smiling. My feet, fastened to a spindle of time, in a field of flowering growth where my sense of wonder thrills me while gracefully spinning in awe, maintains … More Life Happens . . . so do Glimpses of Self
From moisture’s touch on dust came clay.Kneaded, to frame a heart and mind, a soul created after God’s image.A watery immersion through the canal of love into mortality’s realmsnourishes the flesh for travel in this wilderness called life. Very early in life, her training and life’s conditioning take place mostly outdoors. Visualizing dreams of flight … More Life Happens . . . Written in Clouds of Dust and Moisture
May 13, 2021 => I woke up this morning feeling a little lonely before anxiousness turned to self-critical, analytical doubts until finally, talking and listening to myself provides an option. ‘Just roll over and sleep, forget everything else, and spend the day in bed.’ It is 10 am., the perfect time to pull the covers … More Life Happens . . . Learning by Parable
Driving towards the mountainous realms looming ahead, my breathing changes. Deepening inhalations infuse me with a refreshing dose of sight and perspective. In various areas of Banff National Park, I immerse myself daily, mostly alone, a solitary explorer exercising extreme caution. One particular day, with my eldest daughter and her husband, we proceed to climb … More Life Happens . . . in a Song
Before I was born,in a space beyond time as we know it, I roam among trees.Alpine meadows, in the mountain shadows,calling my spirit,lead the way to cascading waterfalls.Before I was born, in an expanse where eternity breathes,I deeply inhale.Winds, whispering through vast mountains valleys,lifting me upwardshow me peaks of inspiration, stillness.Before I was born,in realms … More Life Happens . . . Before I Was Born
Almost seeing heatwaves beckon its evaporating power upon the liquid splattered rocks, the vaporized stench of canine urine steaming upwards, right through wind-driven currents, into her nostrils causes scrunch face. Peacefully lounging one moment, then the next, her mind following the invisible trail of nature’s odorous spring brings her eyes to stare at the newly … More Life Happens . . . so do Paddleboarding Trails
Homey delights.Where does your imagination go when you hear or read these words above? Does it match your reality in space and time?What do you see?What do you hear?What do you smell?What do you touch?Now, please close your eyes for a moment or two and focus on your feelings. Often contemplating, I delve into homey … More Life Happens . . . so do Homey Delights
My heart feels the wind whispering kisses,
blushing my cheeks with cherished memories. … More Life Happens . . . in my Heart
