| rain drops |

it is up to you 

to notice 

the beauty 

of everyday things. 

{ our song }

“the sun shines not on us but in us. 

the rivers flow not past, but through us. 

thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell 

of the substance of our bodies, 

making them glide and sing. 

the trees wave and the flowers bloom

 in our bodies as well as our souls, 

and every bird song, wind song, 

and tremendous storm song 

of the rocks in the heart of the mountains 

is our song, our very own, and sings our love.” 

#johnmuir

{ listen }

{ there is a voice

that doesn’t use

words. 

listen. 

#rumi }

| thank you 2016 |

{ yes is a world

& in this world of yes

live (skillfully curled)

all worlds.

#eecummings }

gratitude list for 2016 in photos

my word for 2016 was rise 

which taught me that i must root to rise. 

 i must let go to rise.  

i said yes.

my creativity and creating for others.  

i said yes.

investing in the life i want.  

i said yes.

embracing magik. 

i said yes.

turning inward and excavating mySelf.  

i said yes.

beginning a dream of creating a deck.  

i said yes.

thank you, 

thank you, 

thank you.

| breeze |

{ the breeze has secrets to tell you.

you must ask for what you want.

don't go back to sleep.

#rumi }

{...what if?...}

{...vibration...}

day 3 {inspiring quote}

{...bare in the light...}

{...i want to be...} mary oliver

{...falling...}

:::we all stumble or fall:::

at some point

but don't give up

never 

give 

up.

ever.

{...evoke beauty...} 27:30

{...look about...} 20:30

{...sweet darkness...} 14:30

"Sometimes it take darkness

and the sweet confinement 

of your aloneness

to learn...

Anything or anyone

that does not bring you alive

is too small for you."

~ David Whyte

{...pieces of me...} 9:30

I want to paint this quote on my studio wall

as I feel that the more I use my creativity,

and the more I open to being a vessel,

more of me is being exposed

and discovered.

{...life is beautiful...}

{to feel} e.e. cummings

{forgiveness}

{an unlived life}

A friend posted this beautiful poem from a book she was reading...{I choose to inhabit my days} <3

AN UNLIVED LIFE

I will not die an unlived life.

I will not live in fear

of falling or catching fire.

I choose to inhabit my days,

to allow my living to open me,

to make me less afraid,

more accessible;

to loosen my heart

until it becomes a wing, 

a torch, a promise.

I choose to risk my significance,

to live so that which came to me as seed

goes to the next as blossom,

and that which came to me as blossom,

goes on as fruit.

~ Dawna Markova 

{what if}