May your Christmas be filled with love, fun and laughter, family and friends, and did I mention love??
As we leave 2012 and enter our new year, take time to fill each space you enter with new energy and kindness.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS, AND A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Daybreak....
Spiritual strength is born of weighty issues. Give them worth and acceptance. Then balancing becomes simpler and they lose their hold on us. In the mist of each new morning we can go forward knowing that clarity will follow.
Acknowledgement on our part brings a purpose....a reason. It is important to own these decisions because admission helps us understand ourselves.
Choose to live in a higher place within your heart. Figure out your own identity. Tomorrow's dawn will become easier.
Monday, November 5, 2012
A vacation to love...
A month in Maine! What's not to love...
The rocky coast with its gorgeous sunrises over the water, left me speechless. I woke each morning to them and each was different. Lobster boats left their wake as they motored by to inspect their traps, and I stood on my deck and watched. Books are written about this choice of work, it is not magical or mystical. It is hard physical work that lasts from before dawn to dusk. Many who do lobstering for a living have as many as nine hundred traps set out into the bay. They can haul about three hundred a day, thanks to the mechanics on the boats.
I spent the month doing many things, but most important was the work I did to regain my strength. I walked two miles a day and hiked at least another two. Recovering from cancer and chemotherapy is a very long road, but I'm on it! All the way.
Not one day went by that I didn't have a chance to meditate on all I've been given during my lifetime on this planet. Sitting, walking or hiking along the shore gave me strength for whatever is next for me. I will follow my path to its end, loving each and every moment.
Take a vacation from your normal life, it will give you new strength.
The rocky coast with its gorgeous sunrises over the water, left me speechless. I woke each morning to them and each was different. Lobster boats left their wake as they motored by to inspect their traps, and I stood on my deck and watched. Books are written about this choice of work, it is not magical or mystical. It is hard physical work that lasts from before dawn to dusk. Many who do lobstering for a living have as many as nine hundred traps set out into the bay. They can haul about three hundred a day, thanks to the mechanics on the boats.
I spent the month doing many things, but most important was the work I did to regain my strength. I walked two miles a day and hiked at least another two. Recovering from cancer and chemotherapy is a very long road, but I'm on it! All the way.
Not one day went by that I didn't have a chance to meditate on all I've been given during my lifetime on this planet. Sitting, walking or hiking along the shore gave me strength for whatever is next for me. I will follow my path to its end, loving each and every moment.
Take a vacation from your normal life, it will give you new strength.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Coming fall.....
Fall is on its way, there is no doubt. My favorite pregnant doe from spring has had her fawn. Mommy eats from my feeding stations, while her fawn wanders by my cabin windows in search of new treasures. She is losing her spots now as we move toward autumn, and soon she will blend more with the foliage as it turns a rusty brown.
Each year at this time I yearn to leave on a vacation that will bring a different beauty than the one I view each day. One of majestic mountain ranges, ocean vistas, or slot canyons of the Southwest. Which one will I choose?
It will be Maine. Cadillac mountain, hiking, biking, sea glass hunting, or watching the boats come and go each day. I can hardly wait. Vacation is a little more important to me this time. I've battled my health issues and have worked hard doing it. Now it is time to see if I can whip this tired body back into the strong active one that helped me win these challenges. I am alive. I have survived. And I will thrive with God's love for me.
Fall is on its way, there is no doubt. My favorite pregnant doe from spring has had her fawn. Mommy eats from my feeding stations, while her fawn wanders by my cabin windows in search of new treasures. She is losing her spots now as we move toward autumn, and soon she will blend more with the foliage as it turns a rusty brown.
Each year at this time I yearn to leave on a vacation that will bring a different beauty than the one I view each day. One of majestic mountain ranges, ocean vistas, or slot canyons of the Southwest. Which one will I choose?
It will be Maine. Cadillac mountain, hiking, biking, sea glass hunting, or watching the boats come and go each day. I can hardly wait. Vacation is a little more important to me this time. I've battled my health issues and have worked hard doing it. Now it is time to see if I can whip this tired body back into the strong active one that helped me win these challenges. I am alive. I have survived. And I will thrive with God's love for me.
If you listen carefully, you may hear me laugh and giggle in my joy from the East Coast of Maine. Feels like coming home each time I cross the border. Here I come, are you ready for me?
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Change..
The workspace in my cabin was not exactly what I needed, so it was time for change. I came up with some ideas, and put them to use.
While I did that I realized the worth of making changes in our life. It is a good thing. Many of us complain too often that we need things to be different, and then we contuinue on doing nothing to make that happen. I think of Einstein's quote; insanity; doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. It makes me laugh each time I remember it. I know I'm guilty.
So, now I have a new desk arrangement. It looks out the back wall of windows. Fawns walk by daily, and birds feed from the feeder that's been here since I built the cabin. It has given me a new perspective as I do another rewrite on my upcoming book, From Scratch.
Think of something you need to change to make things better for you. And do it!
While I did that I realized the worth of making changes in our life. It is a good thing. Many of us complain too often that we need things to be different, and then we contuinue on doing nothing to make that happen. I think of Einstein's quote; insanity; doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. It makes me laugh each time I remember it. I know I'm guilty.
So, now I have a new desk arrangement. It looks out the back wall of windows. Fawns walk by daily, and birds feed from the feeder that's been here since I built the cabin. It has given me a new perspective as I do another rewrite on my upcoming book, From Scratch.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Tranquility...
Walking to my cabin this morning I heard the Pileated Woodpecker singing his song and it reminded me of one thing. Paying attention to each moment. Birds and wildlife do only what they know each day. All of their effort is put forward on the task at hand. Eating, singing, mating, flying or whatever. The lesson for me is to keep going forward. Effort. It's all about the effort I'm willing to give.
I've said this so many times to myself. Use continuous exertion in each task at hand, or I'll fail at what I'm trying to accomplish. For instance; my health, writing, daily meditations and service to others all need constant effort.
One lesson for me has been to use this action in a calm way. Tranquility, like Cooper Lake just outside of Woodstock, NY. When I sit at its shore and look out over the water it steadies me, allowing my body to relax into the strength I own.
Yes, tranquility. Use it along with effort and it will make all the difference.
I've said this so many times to myself. Use continuous exertion in each task at hand, or I'll fail at what I'm trying to accomplish. For instance; my health, writing, daily meditations and service to others all need constant effort.
One lesson for me has been to use this action in a calm way. Tranquility, like Cooper Lake just outside of Woodstock, NY. When I sit at its shore and look out over the water it steadies me, allowing my body to relax into the strength I own.
Yes, tranquility. Use it along with effort and it will make all the difference.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
My cabin!
My writing cabin sits on its foundation from the stones in my woods. Hefting them into my small trailer was backbreaking work, but well worth the effort. Stone foundations are tricky to build! I still feel giggles in my tummy when I look at it, mostly because I think it's cute. But, more importantly, I think that piece of cuteness holds most of my dreams, meditations, and books yet to be finished.
Each morning I reach for the handle on its hobit-like door and hesitate for a second before I walk in. "What is my cabin going to give me this morning," I ask? Its love is always there, but each day has a different feel. It may be filled with dappled sunlight from the woods, or gray from the early morning mist. Too hot from summer's humidity, or too cold from winter's wind. With both air conditioning and heat I can make the changes accordingly.
What I can't change is the gift I'm given once inside. It may be tears, or a new chapter to my book. Joy, or the peek of a fawn resting among the underbrush. My cabin holds a mystery for me each day, and finding the key for that lock isn't always easy. I am challenged.
But it is perfect.
Each morning I reach for the handle on its hobit-like door and hesitate for a second before I walk in. "What is my cabin going to give me this morning," I ask? Its love is always there, but each day has a different feel. It may be filled with dappled sunlight from the woods, or gray from the early morning mist. Too hot from summer's humidity, or too cold from winter's wind. With both air conditioning and heat I can make the changes accordingly.
But it is perfect.
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