Journey of the Heart

Transitions are passages. Change is inevitable and with it ample opportunities are provided to grow…  Each passage presents different obstacles. During times of tremendous transition, I retreat to my garden. She is patiently waiting for me and teaches me the cyclical patterns of life: quiet dormancy, budding rebirth, vibrant growth and eminent death. The solace of nature has always been consistent and readily available with wisdom. It is one of the few places I exchange my thoughts freely as I listen to the birds, share the air with the trees, and retreat into a meditation of trust. I wrote this poem early one morning as autumn is now nipping at the edges of my sleeves. My thoughts were quietly infused with peacefulness and her steady hand led me home. My Heart Rises Mist gracefully shrouds the morning sun fragments of dreams still hum a cadence of light rain the footsteps of faeries mystically stills my heart enchanting prayers off...

  I wrote this poem during an intense moment of just plain, mind-numbing, painful insight.   Life is full of transitions.  As I learn about myself through yoga, meditation and Vedic Astrology, I have to focus on the universal story being told.  Change and understanding come into our lives for a reason.  It allows us to see what we don't want to see and what we need to see.  It serves you no longer resonates in my heart as I learn to let go.   As my heart breaks, new light and love pours in. Letting go is different from giving in or giving up.  It’s not about being broken or re-traumatizing our self.  It’s about freedom from the preconceived self.  Finding the real self is liberating. Shadows and Saturn                                       Who I thought I ...