Corpse pose

is solitude. Surrender to the quiet all knowing all seeing One within All. We become alive reborn through surrender. The undoing of all thought is through. No going around. The way is through surrender. 🌹 * Corpse pose is also referred to as shavasana — rest pose.

October Saga

The breeze teases and whips the leaves into a frenzied fall of grace! Mother Earth’s great bosom is afire with torches of crimson, scarlet, burnt umber, and gold. The fir needles rust on branches in preparation for the lean months of lessening sunshine. It is Autumn! I notice what is not needed for their winter…

Morning dew on paper…

Sitting beneath a black pine tree this morning upon a city park bench, the crescent moon before me and the mid-morning sun at my back, sparked these sweet words of inspiring revelation. We are beautiful beyond measure. Let us cease our measuring up to be something and someone our mind thinks we should be and…

Forest Rhapsody

Every leaf on the entire mountain is aflutter with God.  Late this afternoon, I ventured out on a walk to meet God. A favourite trail beckoned me in the easy breeze of the late September afternoon. It had been rainy and cool the past few days, abating today, leaving a cozy dampness in the scented…

I am

God is my friend. He holds my hand and waits for me. God is patient. God is kind. She is fierce and wild and mysterious. God is pink satin pillowcases and warm fuzzy blankets. God is marble staircases and wooden floors. God is sandy beaches and barren deserts of blowing sand. God is light and…

September

brings trembling leaves f a l l i n g to blanket beautiful Earth in golden brown, russet and faded yellow. I don't find Scarlett today. Scarlett isn't ready y e t . October may rain Scarlett letters d o w n in blood red love notes to cover Earth. The breeze carries a hint…