May 23, 2016 I find myself in the role of a teacher. I have learned to find beauty in all that I see. Yet when others are faced with dissatisfaction, with fear or with anxiety, they are clouded, unable to see. Pulled from the presence. How then, do you teach others to embrace love. […]Read More As a teacher.
January 23, 2018 Coming into being. In coming into being I get glimpses of selflessness Of illumination of purpose Of intentions and dreams. In coming into being I Become more awakened To broader and higher purpose Not of my to-do list But instead of an Energetic flow that Connects us all. I […]Read More Coming into being.
Monday January 15, 2018 I gaze, I wonder. As a little part of my soul Cries, another part Celebrates. Celebrates a time that once Was, and now has past. Will I go on living my life Present, past, and future Or will I learn to live more fully In the now To become more alive […]Read More I gaze, I wonder.
Hidden while shown. Aimless with purpose. Calm while anxious. Cerebral and intense. In an unfamiliar land, I don’t hear my home tongue. The sights and sounds overwhelm my senses. Contributing to a simultaneous state of confusion. Alertness. –stop– wandering– where did I go? Confusion endurance. A goal. Mixed media. Art performance. Teach. Math identity. Winter. […]Read More Lost and found.
Nov. 5, 2017 Listen, listen. Listen to your body. Listen to your heart. Listen to your breath. Listen to your inner voice. What do you notice in this space and time? What movement are you craving? Undulate your spine to come into being. With feet planted on the earth. In this moment in […]Read More Listen, listen.
Notice. Where are you right now? In physical space. In mental space. In state of being. Check in. What is the quality of the air? Breathing in through your nostrils. Do you notice the tickle on the top of your lip? How the air is slightly warmer as you exhale. How is […]Read More Notice.
Letting go to grow. September 21, 2017 I pause in my stream of writing to gaze out the window. The shimmying tree caught my eye, And now I am the watcher of my experience. Being in balance with doing. A single leaf let go from its tether to the branch. Now at rest […]Read More Letting go to grow.
Perfect amidst imperfection. Written August 9, 2017 Sometimes the absence of something is the trigger to realize it is essential to our way of life. Writing is like that for me. Academic writing, free writing, journal writing, blog writing, sketching, or some other form of creative expression through dance, yoga, music, art. From this […]Read More Perfect amidst imperfection.
I see, I feel. I see the shifting seasons before my eyes. As the leaves fall from branches willing to let go. I feel it in my bones. As the breeze calms through the open sills. My progress today helps me plan for tomorrow. I give myself time to be in it. To get […]Read More I see, I feel.
Meet yourself where you are. This is the practice. Are you showing up for yourself? Are you meeting yourself where you are? Take a moment. Breathe in. Breathe out. Ground your feet into the Earth. Feel the air on your skin. Feel the kiss of your breath at the tip of your nose. Feel the […]Read More Meet yourself where you are.