I was born to do this.
Monday, October 28, 2013
JLR
Nobody can possess her Spirit.
She is the embodiment of independence and freedom.
Nobody can buy her and she is not for sale.
Extraordinarily independent and vulnerable and feminine...and consumed by a fierce work ethic.
The only time she panics is when she is left with nothing more to do.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Balancing my feather
October 2006, desert journey...just myself and my guide.
It all began in the early morning. My day started with my desert bunnies nibbling on the dewy grass. The sky still dark by the night and the last of the stars fading into the light. Perched on the tallest rock bordering my kiva, with my coffee in hand, breathing in the sky watching the sun rise over the Catalina mountains.
My morning stretch released the cobwebs in my soul and my ZEN bootcamp elevated my heart rate, reminding me how great it feels to be ALIVE.
My private desert journey . . . I finally gave voice to the truths I'd been suppressing. Gave myself permission to be grateful and to acknowledge that I had learned all that I was meant to learn from the particular experience. And then, I balanced a tall peacock feather in the palm of my hand. And in the process I threw my head back so hard my sunglasses flew off, my heart presented itself to the sky and I Laughed like a child for the first time in what felt like FOREVER.
It would be several more years before I finally let it all go. Closed that door...for good.
Embracing What's Next.
I balanced my feather today...and in the process I threw my head back,
presented my heart to the sky and I listened and waited to hear the laughter of my inner child. But it never came. I'll try again tomorrow.
It all began in the early morning. My day started with my desert bunnies nibbling on the dewy grass. The sky still dark by the night and the last of the stars fading into the light. Perched on the tallest rock bordering my kiva, with my coffee in hand, breathing in the sky watching the sun rise over the Catalina mountains.
My morning stretch released the cobwebs in my soul and my ZEN bootcamp elevated my heart rate, reminding me how great it feels to be ALIVE.
My private desert journey . . . I finally gave voice to the truths I'd been suppressing. Gave myself permission to be grateful and to acknowledge that I had learned all that I was meant to learn from the particular experience. And then, I balanced a tall peacock feather in the palm of my hand. And in the process I threw my head back so hard my sunglasses flew off, my heart presented itself to the sky and I Laughed like a child for the first time in what felt like FOREVER.
It would be several more years before I finally let it all go. Closed that door...for good.
Embracing What's Next.
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