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Light Yield

“An awake heart is like a sky that pours light.”― Hafiz

“The secret of life is to let every segment of it produce its own yield at its own pace. Every period has something new to teach us: The harvest of youth is achievement; the harvest of middle age is perspective; the harvest of age is wisdom; the harvest of life is serenity.” – Joan Chittister, The Monastery Almanac

Wherever you are in this moment, be fully present.
Listen, look, inquire.
What is right in front of you? Notice.
Sow, tend, harvest each day.
Awake heart, light abundant, beauty overflowing.

“Maybe we give up so we can more fully receive. Maybe we give up so we receive something better than what our small minds had wanted.”― Heather Lanier, Raising a Rare Girl: A Memoir

Pursue Wholeness

“Just take this step…
The horizon will look after itself.”― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

“The greatest illusion,” said the mole, “is that life should be perfect.”― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

In the pieces and parts
Corners and crevices
Steps to miles, one by one
Unknowing mixed with some knowing
Wholeness over perfection
Gratitude sprinkled on the ordinary to transform each day.

“How liberating it is to pursue wholeness instead of perfection.”― Morgan Harper Nichols

Deep Dive

“For the raindrop, joy is entering the river.” – Ghalib

“May the grapes convert into a magical potion that releases you from the tyranny of the head and brings you back to the sovereignty of the heart.” – Mirabai Starr

May we not miss, dismiss, bypass joy each day.
May we wear cheerfulness and dance with delight.
May we reside in the sovereignty of the heart.
Dive deep into wonder and awe.

“I would like an abundance of peace. I would like full vessels of charity. I would like rich treasures of mercy. I would like cheerfulness to preside over all.” – St. Brigid of Kildare

Far Flung

“just as you would not neglect seeds that you planted with hope that they will bear vegetables and fruits and flowers so you must attend to nourish the garden of your becoming.”― Jean Houston

“At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities.”― Jean Houston

Walk lightly.
Look up, down, around.
Hold joy.
Embrace delight.
Entertain laughter.
Release angst.
Unchain spinning thoughts.
Leave linear and cannonball into dimension.
A kaleidoscope of new possibilities.
The extraordinary, waiting to be released.
A balm, a healing, a beacon.

“We all have the extraordinary coded within us, waiting to be released”― Jean Houston

Praise Loudly

“Praise the bridge that carried you over.” – George Colman

“I praise loudly. I blame softly.” – Catherine the Great

At least give praise the same space as complaint.
Perhaps complaint could succumb to praise.
A much sweeter tune.
Delight. Dance. Proclaim.

“Nature is the one song of praise that never stops singing.” – Richard Rohr

Frames and Buckets

“I imagine that yes is the only living thing.” – e. e. cummings

“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.” – Arthur Schopenhauer

How we frame our world, bucket people, box it up to explain shapes our world, often limiting, greying, and stunting.
We put blinders on, losing our peripheral vision, our gazing-ability and wandering-instinct.
When we allow unknowing, mystery and exploration, we broaden our view, deepen our connection, enrich our experience of daily life, discovering a 360-degree, technicolor landscape filled with beauty, joy and mystery right in front of us.
In a flower, in another’s eyes, in our own heart.
Explain less, relinquish “control,” trade sight for vision.
Invite the horizon, the sky, the ocean into view.
Gaze, grow, imagine.
Expanse, depth and light, right in front of you for the taking, and the giving.
Break the frame, empty the bucket.
New eyes, open arms, beating heart.
Get a glimpse of the wonder and awe, hidden in reach.

“Every creature is a word of God.” Meister Eckhart


“All of nature begins to whisper its secrets to us through its sounds. Sounds that were previously incomprehensible to our soul now become the meaningful language of nature.” – Rudolf Steiner

Dive deeper.
Granular, specific, hidden in plain sight.
21,710 is the number of photos on my phone from the past 10 years.
When I look back through the years, there’s richness, story, connection, fun.
They spark gratitude, invite joy.
Joy and gratitude require daily practice, rigor.
We ride too much on the surface, going fast and furious.
Checking off our “to do” list.
Tasks, efficiency, progress, the race to nowhere.
Pause, breathe, take notice.
Enter moments and let them enter your being.
Joy is woven in the ordinary, amidst sorrow and loss, a whisper, a gentle breeze.
If you don’t have a lot of photos, start taking them daily.
My favorite subjects show up here daily – the dogs, flowers, friends, family, water, nature, butterflies, trees, bees, the sky, sunrise, sunset.
All joy catalysts, sparklers that stop me in my busyness to discover awe and beauty in reach.
Awaken from dormancy, spring awaits.

“The capacities by which we can gain insights into higher worlds lie dormant within each one of us.” – Rudolf Steiner

Sow, Wait, Harvest, Repeat

“Look around for a place to sow a few seeds.” – Henry Van Dyke

“Look around for a place to sow a few seeds.” – Henry Van Dyke

“Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.” – Henri Nouwen

What gifts will you find today?
Right in front of you.
What gifts will you give away today?
Right within you.
What seeds will you plant today?
On fertile ground.
What harvest will you reap today?
Bounty of yesterday’s seeds sown.

Sow, wait, harvest.

Unleash your energy and capacity for joy and gratitude.
Not waiting or relying on circumstances, perfect timing or “someday when.”
Now is the gift to open and give away.
Today, a field of plenty, overflow and abundance await your arrival.

“I do not know You, God, because I am in the way. Please help me to push myself aside.” – Flannery O’Connor


“Beauty is a fragile gift.” – Ovid

“Beauty is a fragile gift.” – Ovid

“Wisdom, Happiness, and Courage are not waiting somewhere out beyond sight at the end of a straight line; they’re part of a continuous cycle that begins right here. They’re not only the ending, but the beginning as well.”― Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh

Flip the equation to see the same differently, to get dimension and depth, expanse and horizon.
Assumptions, judgment, bias, opinions frame our view on the world.
Worry and scarcity forebode joy.

Where are your blind spots?
What do you see?
Narrow or broad.
Surface or deep.
Tunnel or panoramic.

Gratitude, kindness, generosity, love are all crowbars that open possibility, invite connection and expand our view.
Rest and linger here a while in positive expectation.
Not in what was nor predicting what will come.
Present in this moment with fresh eyes, open arms, welcoming heart, seeking soul.
Beauty, light, mystery.
Step into it, taste it, savor.
Panoramic view.

“What’s wrong with knowing what you know now and not knowing what you don’t know until later?”— Winnie the Pooh


“Caress the detail, the divine detail.” – Vladimir Nabokov

“Caress the detail, the divine detail.” – Vladimir Nabokov

“If you see with innocent eyes, everything is divine.” – Federico Fellini

The divinity of a flower, of purple, of color.
Of laughter.
Of a sunrise.
Of an embrace.
Of music
Of acceptance.
Of art.
Of belonging
Of no permission or approval needed.
Of poetry and prose.
Of possibility.
Of enthusiasm and encouragement.
Of optimism and hope.
Of threads and themes.
Of patterns and clarity.
Of tipping points and transformation.
Of dreams fulfilled, renewed and reignited.
Of it all.
Ordinary days, in the details, the divine awaits your arrival and companionship
Find the divine and revel in it.

“When your dreams turn to dust, vacuum.” – Desmond Tutu

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