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I NOTICE


I gather to me this morning a prompt by the lovely Jill Badonsky, my creativity coach.  It is a simple prompt that stirs me up in a mostly gentle sorta way.

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“I notice”

 

I notice I feel over fed and fat after Christmas dinner.

I woke clenching my newly developing belly role

I notice that that feeling is subversive and gets in the way of my joy.

Breathe it away.

 

I notice that feeling the quiet gets noisy with a busy mind

Too much of the download of busy keeps the upload of peace away

I notice that I’m busy seeking peacefulness

Be the peace

 

I notice the rich smell of coffee wafting up my nose

Sippy the rush into this morning body

I notice my mouth is full of French roast

A gentle race of awakening

 

I notice that I’m sad for not noticing more of the ‘Shift’ of 21/12/12

Realizing it’s about the inner shift of my consciousness evolving

I notice that even tho’ I ‘get that’ I wanted my star family to make appearances

Releasing disappointment

 

I notice my little dog aging and rallying for minutes at a time in joy

Wanting to not be too busy else where to notice his charms

I notice my dismissiveness and seek to dismiss it

Find joy in the sweet, small things of life

 

I notice the crisp whip of winter’s breath up my nose

freezing the little hairs on an inhale

I notice that I want my body warm and safe

Embracing the season

 

I notice the steel blue of the lake as the swans ease through the coming freeze

Glad to be tucked into the warmth of the house and the lights of the Christmas tree

I notice how the steel blue is dark to the left and hues to a cold pale grey across the lake

Wanting more Sun

 

I notice that I notice life’s pulse all the time and mostly move too fast to allow the sensorial of it in

Slow down.  slow down.

What do you notice?

 

 

 

 

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ON FIRE


Sippy the coffee… aaaahhh..  The pleasure of the brew.

Good morning.  There’s great stillness outside this a.m.  Not even a dead leaf still clinging to a branch is moving.  A white grey fills the sky in the quietude, makes me want to laze around and read and write.  Only, the call of coiffing and preening ‘my people’ must happen and then off to hear my dear friend Alan, play his lovely music in Hartland.  How appropriate; music from the heart in Hartland at the Kahuna Cafe.  6-8.  Should you be drifting by the Big Kahuna and wish to sink into a comfy atmosphere and some sweet music, stop on by.

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The fire is not dampened by the tear

Nor the sprinkle from the grey clouds

What is lit inside flames strong

The call to passion goes beyond reason

It pulses with every heart beat

 

There is lightness within every breath

The air that feeds a flame with imaginings

Fills up desires call to take action

Or shimmer for a while longer in the warmth

The comfort of the inner hearth at rest

 

There is time for the fire and flame to rise

To light up as beacon in cold grey gloom

For those that have yet awakened to their flame

And need feel the basking of LIght everlasting

In the soul flickering call to Home

 

What beautiful flames we all are

Lit up from the inside out glowing

There is no getting away from your light

I have seen it and I see you .

 

 

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