we all have the power to heal to survive our battles. it's our nature to be doing both in conflict and in ease to breathe is natural to think is passion to love is brave
meet me at our spot, tonight, after dinner, we'll drive over seas of waves singing to the moon holding our hearts close to each other.
it was a vivid picture in my mind of wandering laying on my bed waiting for life to start. new beginnings wrapped up in coming of age stepping off buses climbing rocky mountains. to see the other side of life a world seen broadly with parachutes and good shoes to land safely on my feet. [...]
the bridge that built between us extended beyond our expectations. a friendship valued as family a spirit connected through lifetimes. i am thankful to have you in my life. a love deeper than any film portrayal a kindness more sweet than rose petals a generosity as selfless & innocent as a child. thank you
started my morning with a sweet kiss on my cheek and laughter that filled my heart. been feeling like i've been giving out so much love when sometimes the world doesn't seem to understand what the concept is. so when it comes around, i value it so deeply and honestly. i hug it back with [...]
I wanted an angel to hold me, Lovingly throughout the darkness. To keep me whole when I break. An angel to tell my truths, To keep my intentions genuine Clearing a path for me to walk on. I would surrender my whole existence To believe in such a powerful being. Light, love and acceptance radiating. [...]
sacrifices balanced in risk of momentum to propel our beings into the sky of dreams. with standings of mothers and fathers withering away our childhood fears. our strength ignites sunrises moving mountains with our hearts. be the power you are from within shine, shine and shine some more.
there is a shiny piece of metal, the sun stings it back in my eye. but it wakes me. pinches me awake. locked into a realm of no windows, we so easily place ourselves. but the walls are never secure. remember that. you can go anywhere. be anyone. but really, be you. the closest thing [...]
life is beautiful like this. exploring nature to the night and being young and happy no matter our age. no matter the time. to appreciate life as it is. fully. thanks for sharing Beth.
with joyful grandie
catching the sunset
in his net.
“summertime is a period for youthful explorations,
a joyful time when we learn lessons
without grand expectations or harsh consequences.”
-kilroy j. oldster
sleeping bear dunes national lakeshore, glen lake, empire, michigan, usa
spitting out words, seeing where they end up, reflecting back at me gazing tender smiles and tearful sentiments. moments are to be cherished. like all is well with the sun and moon, nights on the beach with ocean waves saying farewell for another well done day. no matter what happened. no matter the successes. because [...]
you struck me as nice, a sweet sound from the guitar, the pink shade from sunsets a sweater I wear for feeling freedom in the comfort.
Happy Earth Day.
Redwoods was comfortable, but at times it took my breath away because of the exhilarating beauty.
I feel so connected to something so close to my source, my soul. Redwoods gave me peace and calm.
One hike here is not like another. It’s all a different experience.
The Redwoods changed me. I felt so much peace and connection to the area and the trees. The air reminds me of being at mom and dad’s house and the sea breeze.
…I even love the banana slugs, even though in the past slugs have creeped me out so much.
I was skeptical of coming at all. I thought maybe it’d be too long to be in one place, but I adored it. No access to phone and internet made it easy to relax and chill.
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take a nice shower buying an art book with lots of color or information visiting a bookstore that sell used or second-hand books watching a documentary cooking a new recipe taking a walk in nature looking at photographs i've taken listening to calming music traveling to a new place hearing someone tell their story
They were not mere raindrops
sliding down my father’s car windows.
They were colliding and merging worlds.
A game of creation and annihilation.
Droplets of Time, tears of the Soul.
My father’s car is long gone
but I still wonder at the power
of a child’s imagination.
And when it starts raining
there are neither where nor why.
The Silence in my heart helps me
to clarify some of Life’s great mysteries.
© Frédéric Georges Martin