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.

new moon musing in scorpio

I exercised the okayness last night
Joining a spiritedly masked community
in fields of rolling hills
And sinuous stone walls
flanked by long lavender mountains,
1000 faces,
All blessed by the sliver of new moon.

A bonfire
A play
The Trickster was jolly and redeeming
And Venus was soaking into our cells.

Coyote and Caroline called down the wonder
Into our melting pot
Melting fear, judgement, ignorance, martyrdom
Ladling out their opposites
Surprise, playfulness, windows and open doors
Making the connections needed to repair
Or simply make new
What seems beyond repair.

Connections with the wolves
And true leadership
Calling down the wonder
Saying yes to our part to change,
Capricorn’s old man released to the bon fire.

In the dark
Old wounds were seen wholed, healed.
In the dark
How near the holy is felt
In 1000 faces.

leaf or butterfly?

in awe
to be the steady pulse,
the ache,
and the wonder.

is that a leaf
or a butterfly?
a shard
or an angel fish?

intuition
or
imagination.
one leads me on
one lands me here.