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Mindful Monday – A Signifier

Haiku, Photography, Poetry, spiritual practice, Spirituality
What are you noticing today? Notice your season of life, the season around you, and the season of others around you. How can you strengthen one another? ... For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to throw away; a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to...

Witness Wednesday – Seeing Beauty

Love, Photography, spiritual practice, Spirituality
What is the story yearning to be told within you? ... There is a story yearning to be told in my heart. It has to do with 30+ years of being misdiagnosed. But right now, it is an angry story. As this story churns and yearns, there is another story to be told. One that takes that anger and turns it to beauty. It is the story of being healed by great beauty. Oh, my body is not healed. But my heart is often uplifted and healed by the great beauty I see around me. Sometimes it is absolute perfect beauty. Sometimes it is the beauty of a wabi sabi moment. But always, when I look and become present to where I am now rather than dwelling in the past or borrowing into the future, I see something that takes my breath away. A spider web. A crumpled leaf. Sorrow in a face. Joyful bubblings. Beauty in...
Mindful Monday – A Mushrooming Sitution

Mindful Monday – A Mushrooming Sitution

Haiku, Photography, Poetry, spiritual practice, Spirituality
What are you noticing today? ... “Nothing happened. And everything did. Your whole life you can be told something is wrong and so you believe it. Why should you question it? But then slowly seeds are planted inside of you, one by one, by a touch or a look or a day skateboarding in a park, and they start to burst out of old hulls shells and they start to sprout. And pretty soon there are so many of them. They are named Love and Trust and Kindness and Joy and Desire and Wonder and Spirit and Soulmate. They grow into a garden so dense and thick that it starts to invade your brain where the old things you were once told are dying.” ― Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland ... ashen leaves, dusty mushroom cap, sprouts of growth ... ... For Mindful Monday - a moment of noticing and for Monday Mellow