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Ever notice I let you draw your own conclusions? (Let's keep it that way. After all, I write the blog but YOU live your own life. Cool.)
Fillin' up your love cup kids. {{Hug}} from me, to YOU. Keep on keepin on. The world needs more of you. xo
Bella, mucho love to you and your good work.
p.s. We found both the nest (abandoned) and the egg (turfed) on the lawn this week. Little B was worried about the egg. Nurturing is built in. Intrinsic. You need not be a mother to mother. xoxo
Don't believe those who would hold you back.~Buddhist proverb
We often see others as we see ourselves. Those caught up in deceit and posturing tend to mistrust even the well-meaning actions of others. In contrast, a person of integrity tends to trust that others are the same, even when they are not. ~Buddhist proverb
It is alright not to like everyone.~Buddhist proverb
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When the sun peeks out from the clouds mid-morning it can cast harsh tones that wash out even the most breathtaking colours of nature (sadly). I know this diminutive moth's wings are 'Blue India' {after my favourite nail polish colour} but really they are much closer in actuality to Pantone 2975. Yes get used to our modern world. Colours are numbers now but I still love giving them my own names. Colour is so very personal to me.
I walked my dog up the path to the forest entrance. I noticed a small cracked egg, as tiny as my thumbnail. Jade and verdant grass danced in tufts cheerfully. I gently stepped on them as I lingered with my eyes cast upward to the blue blue sky and the flock of starlings passing overhead. {Oh do you hear the sounds of the moments of spring as I do; each cricket's deep black chirp-song, all the winds agust & brooks gurgling with bubbling gratitude?} An abandoned robin's nest constructed with such magical architectural capability-one blade of grass and beak-full of mud at a time...
An angel reading last week during our Thursday meditation class was breathtakingly positive, as were everyone's messages. You see we each have two angels assigned to us at birth, and if we are open to that divine possibility we can connect with them and live up to our greatest human potential. My message was that I'm free (yes! I am and I love that about me!) and I'm to pay attention to a leather book. I know what the book is so when I received my message I was aghast with delighted surprise.
Tonight is art journalling, sandalwood candles, crisp fresh laundry & organizing the office. Yes, the now moments exist in every now. Paying a bill can be every bit as enlightening as a nap under an apple tree.
Don't pull your energy out of your immediate space as often happens when you r e a c h into the future...or stay stuck in the past. Each time your focus drifts away from the blue India moth at your feet you are not in your best space.
Now. Go BE where you are.
xoxo
*Today's picture goes with the 52 Photos Project; i found it on the ground
**Oh and what I said up there about it being ok to not like everyone, don't take it personally (everything I say and post is about ME. see?) xo
I am posting a yellow picture to honour this week's prompt of "colour" over at Bella's 52 Photos Project, or "color" if you are American, ha ha! {It isn't too late to join in the fun. Simply pick up on the prompt for the week, and link your post each Wednesday. All are welcome!}
As a youth, I favoured black. Black was my colour. It was grounding, always fashionable, and well...comforting! Like a warm security blanket. If I strayed from the standard uniform of black it was to navy, charcoal or dark blue. But black was where it was at, baby.
Now, I look around at my world. The world I've created consciously...and it is vibrant and fertile with colour! Yellows, purples, reds. I've got the spectrum surrounding me at work, and at home in all the details. I am so not afraid of colour anymore. And it is so liberating!!
One colour I had years of struggle with...yellow. I could never fully accept yellow as though it were somehow flawed, or showed me to be well....weak. I saw yellow as weakness. I didn't like that. So I avoided it at all costs. In fact, I almost {I don't like saying this, but...} despised it.
I thank goodness for the wisdom, the maturity, and the acceptance of yellow. It is a joy to me now. I embrace it with love and compassion and empathy. My inner child leaps and dances with yellow! I am so thankful that it has joined my tribe of colour. Yellow, you had me at hello.
Now here is something I am offering as a "cherry on the cupcake" of this posting. The wisdom of my meditation circle friend...my blog friend...my "real life" friend...(the fleshy kind)...something she shared in our little group that made me pause to say YES.
Yes I will feed the good wolf.
Read on...
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