Listening for Wonder

Direction inward
Listening for Wonder

Recognizing a form or mark that speaks for me in a space that is unfamiliar.

When I look at my surroundings I feel order and beauty
Endless forms in precision

I'm too awestruck by what Nature presents to try to paint it. It overwhelms me.  I used to be able to sort it out, the feeling response and what was seen.

Now I am in new territory.
There is precision that arises.
There is something natural that holds it all together.

this willingness to let what is within unfold will be my guide.

ache

i would write you a love letter
if i could feel
that love
 embraces
everything

in

I am no longer on the brink

I’m in.

stepping off facebook

diving inward

what matters the most to me now?

brother walking the AT

my sons

my partner

my friends

family



this feeling extends to all i am experiencing in life

we are a global entity



we want peace

we walk for it

we move for it

we sit for it



to know

it is our very own self.

I stand for peace.

now

musing on maintaining joy

diptych, oil, meeting with the young tulip poplars

not maintaining any particular state 

comfort discomfort
ever present
raw and tender
I am willing to feel all the waves

awareness maintains awareness
without my effort
distinctly not what is coming and going

the joy that knows
all is held
and given

we are charged with responding
with care
with life
as the spring bloom of red maples
show themselves through the winter branches,
as the young tulip poplars meet me with their white signal.

maintaining joy

I heard a wise woman say "Maintain Joy."

So, however many days I read the newspaper
real news not fake news
meeting intelligence, 
meeting idiocy,
meeting greed,

I maintain joy.



However many days I feel despair 
about our humanity and its relationship to water and the water protectors,
about our humanity and its lack of responsibility,
about greed in the corporate world visibly merging with our very own US president, 
((my president, not my leader))


I maintain joy.

However many times in a day my mind wanders to compare
this to that
then to now
now to then
her to him
me to her
me to him
me to them,


I maintain joy.


I have retrieved the golden ball
from inside the murk of my deep.
As I integrate this golden sphere into myself
I breathe through the dark
I see through the dark,

Maintaining joy.