Can You Feel The Magic?

I thought I would share some of the magic with you.

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The land the Alum Can rests on is simply magical.

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Wishing for a rainbow

Wishing for a rainbow
Day greets the world cold and gray
Rain begins to fall
Never gentle always bold
Colors struggle to appear
Wishing for a rainbow

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Wee Folk

Looks like the Wee Folk have been busy. The rain has caused a number of houses to pop up.

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Dreams

   Dreams

 

The gap between dreams and reality contains the void. It is within the void, the darkness where one creates. Life changes here for this is the place of birth.

One of the wisest quotes I have ever read was said by Rodgers & Hammerstein, “ You’ve got to have a dream to make a dream come true.”

What if you have lost that dream? Accomplished it and can’t replace the dream or never had one? How does one find or does one create a dream? It is here within the blackest of voids surrounded by loneliness and despair alone one searches, one hopes to stumble upon the seed that will develop into the great passion, the fiery essence of a dream.

What is once lost shall never be found for it is never as it was. I can spend hours, days even years expounding the void, the darkest vortex but here is the blackest fog is a dream, my dream. I know that with every particle of my being. If only it were a room with four wall rather than the universe with infinite possibilities.

A dream is bigger than current reality. It is living the adventure called life. Climb out of the seashell that has imprisoned. Let the light call out in sweet melody.

Purpose excites memory lifting the veil of forgetfulness. Purpose touches one’s heart, awakening from the non-reality of slumber. I begin to remember who I am and why I am here.

Like a road map of stars, each leads me out of the darkness to enter a physical form, to enter my body with knowledge of who I am. For purpose is who one is.

Eliminating all aspects of life that are inconsistent with my purpose I feel the fuel of passion. Passion creates action. Climb aboard the magic carpet and fly about the universe, Use the magic to produce extraordinary results, extraordinary life.  Anything is possible as long as I believe.  The gossamer wings of hope are fragile and easily broken by a glance or word. Even one delivered without malice can be the destruction of a dream. Passion ‘s fire strengthens not destroys. Trust the dream. No limiting beliefs. A dream is bigger than current reality.

Dreams emerging from the dark void push the purpose up as purpose is whom I am. The nightmares and fears swirl about trying to destroy what has finally emerged ad the great challenge of life.

Breaking through the barriers, doubts clings like the silvery spiders web weighing me down. Passion burns drying out the fears until once again I am free to roam. 

In the womb of the universe is darkness, unknown, fears dance with abandon, emptiness inviting the soul to open, the eyes to see and the body to be.

Yotaki 9/24/2013

Dreams

 

The gap between dreams and reality contains the void. It is within the void, the darkness where one creates. Life changes here for this is the place of birth.

One of the wisest quotes I have ever read was said by Rodgers & Hammerstein, “ You’ve got to have a dream to make a dream come true.”

What if you have lost that dream? Accomplished it and can’t replace the dream or never had one? How does one find or does one create a dream? It is here within the blackest of voids surrounded by loneliness and despair alone one searches, one hopes to stumble upon the seed that will develop into the great passion, the fiery essence of a dream.

What is once lost shall never be found for it is never as it was. I can spend hours, days even years expounding the void, the darkest vortex but here is the blackest fog is a dream, my dream. I know that with every particle of my being. If only it were a room with four wall rather than the universe with infinite possibilities.

A dream is bigger than current reality. It is living the adventure called life. Climb out of the seashell that has imprisoned. Let the light call out in sweet melody.

Purpose excites memory lifting the veil of forgetfulness. Purpose touches one’s heart, awakening from the non-reality of slumber. I begin to remember who I am and why I am here.

Like a road map of stars, each leads me out of the darkness to enter a physical form, to enter my body with knowledge of who I am. For purpose is who one is.

Eliminating all aspects of life that are inconsistent with my purpose I feel the fuel of passion. Passion creates action. Climb aboard the magic carpet and fly about the universe, Use the magic to produce extraordinary results, extraordinary life.  Anything is possible as long as I believe.  The gossamer wings of hope are fragile and easily broken by a glance or word. Even one delivered without malice can be the destruction of a dream. Passion ‘s fire strengthens not destroys. Trust the dream. No limiting beliefs. A dream is bigger than current reality.

Dreams emerging from the dark void push the purpose up as purpose is whom I am. The nightmares and fears swirl about trying to destroy what has finally emerged ad the great challenge of life.

Breaking through the barriers, doubts clings like the silvery spiders web weighing me down. Passion burns drying out the fears until once again I am free to roam.

In the womb of the universe is darkness, unknown, fears dance with abandon, emptiness inviting the soul to open, the eyes to see and the body to be.

Yotaki 9/24/2013

Dear Santa

 

Dear Santa

I guess I should begin by saying I wish for world peace but that’s not true. Of course I don’t want war or killing but I do feel there needs to be a certain amount of conflict in life and relationships.  That is how we learn about others and how to get along, by solving conflicts not killing so judge me if you will but I am not going to open with world peace.

Okay, Santa you never visited me as a kid but what the heck. I remember one year when I took my children to Disneyland and my son sat on your lap and asked for a Daddy you didn’t bring that either but we don’t always get what we want. Enough about the past.

My number one wish would be if you could put forgiveness and love into my daughter’s heart. I miss her and want her to accept me as a part of her life and my grandchildren’s life.

The second is for my son.  He has seen so much trouble; accidents, injury and pain in his life please protect him and let his path be a more gentle one this year.

Of course, my wish for health and happiness for all my family and friends.

That about covers everything except for me.

Santa, I want to find a home.  I know I get bored and journey a lot but I want a home base, a place I can unpack and come back to. It would be great if I met and got together with a sweetheart.  Not a lover or boyfriend those are a dime a dozen but a sweetheart who loves and honors me as I do him. I need a little help finding my way and sticking with the creative side not giving in to doing the right thing or being there for others. So it boils down to this, Santa, I wish for courage, courage to be me.

Blanket of Stars

Not sure if it is the cold crisp nights but the stars fill the sky here.  Beautiful.  Hard to describe how they feel so close, so clean and sparkle.  I have never experienced clouds like that before and I have been in some big sky country.  My teacher said falling stars are relatives returning . A baby about to be born. Somehow up in this cold country the stories ring true.  I can look up at the vast cold clear sky and see an abundance of sparkling stars and know that there is more out there than what I see or feel as I walk on the earth experiencing “reality”  There is beauty and wonder.  I want to pull those stars down and wrap them around me like a nurturing lovely blanket.

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