Intimacy within our Humanness

Settling in to a comfortable space,
Sensing what’s stirring inside
Breathing softly into the heart, signaling safety rather than divide
Stories of old weaving their webs
from messages stored deep in the mind
Shifting from thought to dropping within,
Trusting the wisdom your body holds sublime
Holding space for yourself
Such a scared gift
One filled with aspects of love
For it’s our intimacy with our humanness that we allow ourselves to become♡

Change… Preparing for Winter

Good morning from… by the brook♡

Though most of our trees are still very much green, our brook residents have begun preparing for winter. The male Mallards are molting, revealing their green iridescent headdress, doing their best to look dapper for the dames. While the deer are discarding their red fur jackets in exchange for a darker brown, double layered winter coat. All seemingly unfazed with their inherent changes, just doing what comes natural to them.

This morning as I stood feeding my insatiable feathered friends, I caught a glimpse of the falling leaves. One after the other; some twirling and spinning, catching streams of air beneath their tips, making it appear as if they were dancing on their way down. Others just free falling, as if weighted by something, allowing the law of gravity to have its way. Life is like that I guess. Some days leave us feeling light and airy and others, well you just want to fall down like a heap of bricks… defeated.

I Quickly diverted my attention with a deep, full breath to either dissipate or possibly press down the emotional sensations moving upward into my throat.
Why does life have to be so trivial at times? Why can change feel so… off? Do you think maybe it’s just old ingrained stories, and deeply rooted emotions that rise to the top when something feels different? Why do certain seemingly small situations, seem to overwhelm us, causing a battle with gravity, pulling us down as we fight to fly. Wouldn’t it be so much easier is we could just do and be what came came natural? Or maybe that’s not the answer; maybe it’s those overwhelming, different situations that push us through the old stories and uprooted emotions. It gets exhausting sometimes, but like my resident friends I’m ready to shed my old coverings to prepare for winter. Wishing you all an effortless transition in the upcoming seasonal change♡

Much love to you all,
Maureen

Where Will Your Thoughts Bring You Today?

Where will your thoughts bring you today?
What path will they travel, which road will they take?
Will you send them a guide, or allow them to stay?
What is their intention, what do they seek?
Is it that of perfection or something more dynamic that may offer peace?
Layers of experiences have brought you here today.
You have choices, invitations, and offers to choose each and every day.
Might you accept one… or will you look the other way?
There can be a newfound story; one filled with purpose and ease.
It won’t be easy; it can be scary; it may bring you to your knees.
But your body will thank you, for it’s weary with strain.
And your spirit will embrace you, as it welcomes you home again♡
Sending my love♡
Maureen

Inner Compass Points Home

 

Good morning from… by the brook♡
Happy first day of autumn. Just like clock work, Mother Nature and the weather man must have struck some sort of bargain, the warm summer winds gave way to a crisp chill. Pale yellow leaves have found their way down, peeking through the soft, tall blades of grass. The morning’s first light has not yet awakened, it seems a tad late. Maybe the moon has not yet clocked out, allowing the sun to sleep in just a wee bit more.

Across the brook a sizeable, silent silhouette floats past the towering trees that keep watch in the dark night. Then another smaller shadow scurries by to catch up. It must be one of the sweet fawn and it’s Mama on their way to breakfast before daybreak. Within moments of their passing fleetly, flapping, feathered, figures, (say that three times fast!) haphazardly drop from the dark sky, like mystical creatures returning home from a long night’s endeavor.

The sun unhurriedly rises above the tree tops, causing shimmering drops of dew to appear as twinkling prisms between the leaves. The shadows give way to reality and curiosity replaces fear, the brook, now buzzing with life.

Back from it’s early morning meal, a sweet fawn curiously inches toward the fallen, feathered creatures, causing delicate ripples to roll inward making them bob like rubber ducks at a carnival game.

Each morning the brook calls home its dwellers, offering them a sanctuary of nourishment. It’s no wonder they accept the invitation.

I too will be traveling beyond the brook today, as I have begun a seasonal venture. For many months I have remained here exploring endeavors that illuminate my soul, but alas I must leave the quintessence of the brook, allowing my shadows to give way to reality. I am so grateful to have heard its summoning and its urging to move beyond my fears. Curiosity has encouraged me toward places I didn’t know existed. Like the dwellers of the brook, I will always accept its invitation to return, for my inner compass will always point home.

Sending my love to you all,
Maureen xo

 

Reveal Your Wholeness

Each morning
Your reflection echoes the demands You define Yourself with
Attached to
the Busyness,
Doing,
Achieving
Your sense of Wholeness caught up in a Whirlwind of Not Enough… it’s Never Enough
Your mind Turning and Twisting, Taking Your body on a roller coaster ride. Surging and Plummeting
Uneasiness brewing when Silence draws near
Behind the scenes
a small quiet voice
hiding deep within.
Needing to be seen.
Agonizing to be heard.
Looking for Your attention.
Looking to know, She matters.
She wants to feel Safe.
Safe that You will Be There when She Calls.
Take a gentle, deep breath, reach out Your hand and take her for walk.
You No Longer need to Search for Missing Parts or glue back together Broken Pieces.
Rather…
Uncover and Sooth
Your Fear and Doubt
Allow the Understanding of Compassion to flow
YOU Deserve
to be Seen,
to be Heard.
You Matter♡
If this is you, I see you♡
Take the first step-
Reveal Your Wholeness and
Shine Bright♡

Seeking Safety

Good morning from by the brook♡
It seems a bit since we last spoke. So much happens in such short spans of time… inwardly as well as out.
I believe I mentioned, not so long ago, the absence of deer around the brook. In times past, it has been the spring that brought forth both the ducklings and the fawn. But it is just now, in the late part of the summer that I have begun to see the white spotted, frisky yearlings grazing beneath the abundant leafy trees.
Their gentle, quiet innocence lightens my spirit, almost leaving me with a feeling of weightlessness. My eyes dance at the very sight of them and I deeply long to walk by their side as if we were kindred spirits of long past.
Often I find the fawn meandering among the frenzy of the ducks. Their lively intensity doesn’t seem to faze them one bit. How do they remain so centered, grounded standing smack in the middle of feathers flapping, poking beaks jutting in every direction, and loud demands for duck pellets and space? I myself have begun to retreat rather quickly back inside to safety. Here my eyes can reach the fawn more easily, as I look through the glass door. But what happens when I have to once again, open the door? What will be my barrier for comfort?
The safety and comfort I seek cannot be found by hiding behind the glass door or by watching the fawn from afar. It is found deep beneath intertwined layers of impressions, some true, some not… Walking through, sorting and sifting all the poking, flapping, and demanding of the past and present, to clear the sight line to the future.
The safety and comfort I seek can no longer be found within the places I once searched; it must be discovered within. It’s possible. I promise. I’m a work in progress, but also living proof.
I’m sending my love to you- my hugs of support and deep caring ❤ If you ever, even for a moment, need someone to hold space or maybe your hand, know I am here.
All my love♡
Maureen

Grounding- Rising- Ripening- Becoming

Deliberate full breaths, inviting your mind toward stillness
Merging you with the earth beneath you
Taking you deeper into your center
Here is where you find your balance
The space where life flows
into and out from
Around it,
flowing interaction of duality
Light & Dark
the pushing & pulling
All creating movement
Encouraging change
Making space for growth
Upward
Into open space
Flowing like water
Sharing… Connecting
Where one becomes two
Ripening
Becoming

A Morning Meal filled with Enthusiasm

Good morning from…by the brook♡
Everyday the brook offers it’s gift to all that dwell nearby and those just passing through. This includes me.
The morning’s temperature has cooled off from the much needed rain that passed through in last night’s late evening hours. The timely group of ducks have arrived. The sun has yet to rise, so I can just barely make out their active silhouettes as they glide amidst the brook’s bed of exposed rocks. Any moment they will be waddling up the small hill for their first morning’s meal; I am trying to stay as still as possible so I can enjoy my first morning’s sip of hot coffee. The slightest move, they perceive as an invitation to my patio. They have become so familiar to my offering, they walk alongside me and stand almost foot to foot. I must admit, my heart dances at their very act.
As I was digging a tall cup into their large bag of nibblits, I heard the gaggling group take off in flight and loudly land back into the brook. At first glance I saw nothing that may cause a disturbance and figured it was that damn hawk, he angers me so! Not on my watch!
But then… I noticed a soft brown doe standing on the edge of the brook eating the greens growing from it’s dark soiled edge. I swiftly grabbed my camera. She continued to dine then gently walked through the water toward me, pretending not to notice me, but I know she did. She made her way through the tall Eastern White Pines that live outside my dining room windows. I watched her slowly emerge from the tall trees and stop. No sense of urgency showed on her small frame, but her eyes were fixed straight in front of her. My curiosity kept my eyes fixed on her, waiting, watching for any sign her body would show me. It was not a minute later when a fawn excitedly scampered from the woods, and behind him, a second. How sweet I thought, to witness their enthusiasm in that moment. I then realized their enthusiasm was for their morning meal as well. This was my first time witnessing a mother doe nursing her babies. Such an unexpected gift. She stood still and relaxed, seemingly content as the two toddlers waved their white fluffy tails wildly. Only moments later they unlatched themselves and began grazing amongst the moist green grass heavy with delicious drops of rain.
My words are not with me at the moment, just a full breath of gratitude for great gifts of grace. From God, the Universe, Creation, Life. May you experience such grace each day. It’s there. Just stand still, relax, be content, it will find you♡
Sending you my love xo
Maureen

Deeper Toward Your Soul

Soften your thoughts…
Soften your breath…
Breathe in deep…
Moving from the mind into the body…
Feel the air on your skin…
Notice the texture of your breath…
Moving down, touching all the places that need to be touched…
Draw in from the earth…
Release back to her…
She’s there to hold you…
As you move deeper toward your soul♡