“Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“There’s a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.” – Rumi
Full and complete.
Cracked and tender.
“It’s okay that these bodies we live in are not always the promises we’d wished for. Life is full beneath this cracked porcelain. Inside this tender flesh.”― Heather Lanier, Raising a Rare Girl: A Memoir
“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star…”― e.e cummings
“the hugeness of the world was a pool to dive into, not somewhere to drown.”― Ann Cleeves, The Moth Catcher
Stand, kneel, in awe of those fleeting moments.
Beauty to prompt wonder and reverence.
Exhale and enter the rhythm of breath, the flow of life unfolding.
“Remember you are this universe and this universe is you.”― Joy Harjo, She Had Some Horses
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” – Albert Camus
“Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.” – Henry David Thoreau
Hues of change, unfolding
Rainbow of colors melting one into the next
A kaleidoscope of artistry in a leaf amidst transition
Slowly, surely, and unseen if we bypass the pause, the gaze
Second spring where nature shows off, seasons dance
A masterclass in transformation, beauty the professor.
“Every particular in nature, a leaf, a drop, a crystal, a moment of time is related to the whole, and partakes of the perfection of the whole.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“The earth is full of thresholds where beauty awaits the wonder of our gaze.”― John O’Donohue, Divine Beauty: The Invisible Embrace
“Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.”― Frederick Buechner, Now and Then: A Memoir of Vocation
Spark to flame.
Reignite your senses.
Beauty the match.
Eyes, ears, imagination, heart.
Sharpen, hone, tune.
Compass of joy, wonder, hope, grace.
The quality of looking, of listening.
Senses reawakened to now.
“When our eyes are graced with wonder, the world reveals its wonders to us. There are people who see only dullness in the world and that is because their eyes have already been dulled. So much depends on how we look at things. The quality of our looking determines what we come to see.”― John O’Donohue, Beauty: The Invisible Embrace
“The moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, colour and nuance.” – Arthur Smith
“The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight.” – William Cullen Bryant
The moon waits in the wings as the sun takes center stage.
The sun fades to allow the moon its due.
Cycles and seasons.
Timing and turns.
Beauty in light and darkness.
Enter the flow.
Find your place in the great story.
“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.” – Oscar Wilde
“I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way… things I had no words for.”― Georgia O’Keeffe
On the path
The in between time
The runway to the next place
May you see the rich beauty in reach and all around
Color on fire
Fragrance filling the air
Take it all in
“There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.” – Washington Irving
“Invite Wonder What if you bowed before every dandelion you met and wrote love letters to squirrels and pigeons who crossed your path? What if scrubbing the dishes became an act of single reverence for the gift of being washed clean, and what if the rhythmic percussion of chopping carrots became the drumbeat of your dance? What if you stepped into the shower each morning only to be baptized anew and sent forth to serve the grocery bagger, the bank teller, and the bus driver through simple kindness? And what if the things that make your heart dizzy with delight were no longer stuffed into the basement of your being and allowed out to play in the lush and green fields? There are two ways to live in this world: As if everything were enchanted or nothing at all.”― Christine Valters Paintner, The Soul of a Pilgrim: Eight Practices for the Journey Within
In this very moment
In the ordinary
In daily tasks
In routine travels
In the details of nature
In the heart of a flower
In each day’s new beginning
In simple kindness extended
The percussion of living resides
Enchantment with a shift of attention and awareness
In the sacred ordinary
Here and now.
“The real enemies of our life are the ‘oughts’ and the ‘ifs.’ They pull us backward into the unalterable past and forward into the unpredictable future. But real life takes place in the here and now.” – Henri Nouwen
“I saw the lovely arch Of Rainbow span the sky, The gold sun burning As the rain swept by. In bright-ringed solitude The showery foliage shone One lovely moment, And the Bow was gone.” – The Rainbow by Walter De La Mare
by Effie Waller Smith
“Love is a rainbow that appears
When heaven’s sunshine lights earth’s tears;
All varied colors of the light
Within its beauteous arch unite;
There Passion’s glowing crimson hue
Burns near Truth’s rich and deathless blue;
And Jealousy’s green lights unfold
‘Mid Pleasure’s tints of flame and gold;
O dark life’s stormy sky would seem,
If love’s clear rainbow did not gleam!”
May you see both bright and faint.
Hues and blaze.
Rainbow colors that arch above head, beneath feet, all around.
In others, in self, in nature.
Right where you are today.
“Everything beautiful has a mark of eternity.”― Simone Weil
“The landscape belongs to the person who looks at it…” Ralph Waldo Emerson
Pinstripes and polka dots
Balloons and ferris wheels
Skipping and hopscotch
Jumping rope and swinging
Cotton candy and ice cream
Laughter and frolic
Evoke delight, that of a child, the one that remains within
Sparked by colors, a kaleidoscope playground
Enter this space and place if only for a bit
The world will remain for you to pick it back on your shoulders again, if you must
But it will look different, a little lighter, fresher
The beauty of just being alive.
“We have to get back to the beauty of just being alive in this present moment.” – Mary McDonnell