meditation – Rivers Renewed

Autumn Healing

Healing descends in my long walks through the forest now,

leaves falling, twirling

taking my breath away as I realize the simplicity

of healing,

the reality

of what love can do.

Night Wind

In the night wind I begin to sense the peaceflow,

whispers

of quiet moments,

bringing a stillness

to my heart.

Autumn Meditation

In my meditations, the wind was moving softly through the trees

speaking quietly of sacred space, so I lifted my heart

receiving in return…. the shape of a poem,

and a heart filled

with peace.

A Stream Flowing Over

When my mind is still, my heart can listen, a silent warfare against the noise, the disturbance of a distant wind.

I will never understand the whirlwind, but in the forest there is shelter, a wholeness waiting,

saying, “Here is the way”. A softer tone, a stream flowing over,

and sending me into the far away,

and back again, at the same time,

drifting, and following the light

through the trees,

allowing my heart to listen.

When I am still, I am alive.

Walk in the Forest

Walk in the forest and you will find the place within you that knows the way,

the place where courage is carried within

and answers can be given,

from knowing

the right questions.

In the Light Dancing

And in the light dancing on the leaves, I knew then there was never a question of where to find wholeness,

or how the broken heart can mend. The leaves moved gently and the light spoke

as only light can speak. So I closed my eyes

allowing the healing

to begin.

Renewal Meditation

Once our hearts have known the healing, embracing ourselves

instead of the pain, our poems will flow

from an unbroken stream.

Finding, not losing

who we are.

Note: Originally posted 2017.

Spring Meditation

Peace draws close to a quiet heart,

a heart willing

to listen

and receive.

What is your spirit telling you?

Note: I will be taking a blogging break, to work on some projects.

I will be reading your beautiful posts again on Wednesday.

I’ll be sharing some previous work all this week, until Friday.

Thank you so much for reading!

Peace.

Spring Has a Way

Spring has a way of infusing us with greenery and sunlight, walking by streams

of hope once eternal, and in a way,

in an almost tangible way

we believe again

in the unseen.

Oceans Remembered

What I remember most about the ocean is that you can let your spirit glide out over the surface of the water into infinity,

or is it that the infinity is within us? Either way, with the ocean and the rhythm of the waves, both are possible I think. And somehow

the concept of God

is unmistakable.

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