“Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?” – James Montgomery
“Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!” – Lord Byron
Stop and look closely at the last few flowers of summer holding out a bit longer.
A brilliant pink star bursting from a purple morning glory demanding attention and awe.
Deep color, hue, richness, texture, works of art all around.
Layers, patterns, complexity.
Ingredients surround us daily to shake us awake.
Break complacency, see the brilliance.
Take nothing for granted.
Life is residing in the ordinary, beautiful details of each day.
“To understand is to perceive patterns.” – Isaiah Berlin
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.” – John Keats
“Joy is the simplest form of gratitude.” – Karl Barth
Allow joy to enter this day and permeate your thoughts, words and actions.
Capture and give it away.
Embrace and be held.
In the ordinary.
In a walk.
In flowers and fields.
Wide open spaces abound.
Joy. Gratitude. Beauty.
Choose your focus, change your life.
“Beauty is whatever gives joy.” – Edna St. Vincent Millay
“The earth laughs in flowers.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
When thoughts limit, restrict, bind, move out, step back to see the expanse, beauty and brilliance.
In a flower, in another human, in the universe.
Renewed and refreshed, move back in to broaden your thoughts, trigger your imagination, reignite the fire.
Like breathing, in and out, close and far, yin and yang.
Fill up and pour out.
Life is balance, flow, struggle, ease.
Enter it completely, imperfectly and fully in the now.
“With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Your minds may now be likened to a garden, which will, if neglected, yield only weeds and thistles; but, if cultivated, will produce the most beautiful flowers, and the most delicious fruits.” – Dorothea Dix
“We become what we behold. We shape our tools and then our tools shape us.” – Marshall McLuhan
What to weed out, what to water
Choose your tending well
Be aware of what you behold
Time provides the necessary distance needed to gain perspective
Struggle gives way to calm
Ease and acceptance
Healing and restoration
Lay down the nonessential
Shape and be shaped
Malleable and permeable
Tend your garden
“A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them.” – Liberty Hyde Bailey
“Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.” – Rabindranath Tagore
“Believe in the holy contour of life.” – Jack Kerouac
Pause to see the detail in things, places, others, in yourself
Beneath and below the surface
Awaiting discovery, to be found
The shapes, dimension, contours, edges, complexity, contradictions, connections
Be willing to move into the unknowing, the mystery, the depth
Allow it to unfold, to be enamored, in awe
Holy, sacred, formative moments that wake us to the present
The gift in the simple, in observation, in gratitude
“Take a walk with a turtle. And behold the world in pause.” – Bruce Feiler
Pause for a moment to stillness, study what is in front of you, reset and begin again new.
“It’s not only moving that creates new starting points. Sometimes all it takes is a subtle shift in perspective, an opening of the mind, an intentional pause and reset, or a new route to start to see new options and new possibilities.” – Kristin Armstrong
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” – Elizabeth Appell
“Life is lived on levels and arrived at in stages.” – Edwin Louis Cole
Roots take hold
One stem branches in all directions
Reaching for the sky
All stages in play
From bud to bloom
Unfolding in stages
On time, never late.
Life is found in the process, in the middle, woven tightly between beginnings and endings, unfolding in front of us.
Step back to see progress, growth, lessons, blessings.
Experience loss all the way through, it’s the cost of loving deeply, the full spectrum of living awake.
Experience joy all the way through, it’s the foundation that keeps you rooted when the winds blow strong and relentless.
Experience hope all the way through, it’s the embrace that holds and heals, transforms and transcends.
Do not dismiss ordinary days, the very place and space that holy and sacred reside.
God has placed beauty, wonder and awe hidden right in front of us, never missing a day.
In nature, in another passing soul, in our own soul.
The rhythm of breath, the warmth of light, the flow of time.
Invite it all in to capture your attention, to enter your awareness, to stop you in your tracks.
Forego busy and efficiency, the pursuit of accumulation.
Choose flow, fruition, seed to bloom, waiting in joy in the in between.
Unfoldings abase and abound.
“As life has a way of unfolding as it is meant to, I have learned to trust life.” – Linda Thompson
“Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.” – Lydia M. Child
“At times in our pink innocence, we lie fallow, composting, waiting to grow.
And other times we rush headlong like so many of our ancestors.
But rushing or fallow, it doesn’t matter
One day you’ll round a corner, you’ll blink
And something is missing
Your heart, a memory, a limb, a promise, a person
An innocence is gone
Your path, as though channeled through a spectrum, is refracted, and has left you in a new direction.
Some won’t approve
Some will want the other you
And some will cry that you’ve left it all
But what has happened, has happened, and cannot be undone.
We pay for our laughter. We pay to weep. Knowledge is not cheap.
To survive we must return to our senses…touch, taste, smell, sight, sound.
We must let our spirit guide us, our spirit that lives in breath.
With each breath we inhale, we exhale.
We inspire, we expire.
Every breath holds the possibility of a laugh, a cry, a story, a song.
Every conversation is an exchange of spirit, the words flowing bitter or sweet over the tongue.
Every scar is a monument to a battle survived.
When you’re born into loss, you grow from it.
But when you experience loss later in life, you grow toward it.
A slow move to an embrace,
An embrace that holds tight the beauty wrapped in the grotesque,
An embrace that becomes a dance, a new dance, a dance of pink.”
May you dance with pink
May all of your senses embrace grace and gratitude
The frailties, imperfections and brilliance of this life
Exhale, inhale, exhale, return to your breath and the present
Grow toward it all and fall forward into the newness of this very day.
“I drank the silence of God from a spring in the woods.” – Georg Trakl
“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”― T.S. Eliot
Stand still in body, mind and spirit
From the hustle and hurry of somewhere else
Allow ease in from quiet reflection
To the awareness that somewhere, some day is now
Pause long enough to see blessings already present
If gifts available in this moment are unseen, how will you ever recognize more?
Depth rather than shallow width
Stop counting and start receiving what is
Abundance beyond measure
Separate your being from circumstances so as not to be bound by them
Let gratitude, awareness and attention be your guide
Go from doing to accepting, to acknowledging, to praise
Receive, accept, absorb
Close your eyes, create still points and simply say “thank you”
“So Joseph stored up the grain in such abundance-like the sand of the sea-that he stopped measuring it; it was beyond measure.”-Genesis 41:49