This morning I watched this sweet fawn walk past my sliding glass doors down into the brook. She/he meandered through the water eating the grasses and leaves with mama nowhere in sight. I was relieved a little later when I saw them once again walking side by side. Such a sweet face.
What a wonderful surprise to see Mama Duck and her tiny babies for breakfast!
Harmony of Two Souls~
The porch swing gently glided to and fro
The fireflies began their dance among the darkening sky
Their lips had not yet met, nor had their hands ever touched
But their souls whispered to one another, longing to reacquaint
Unknowingly he breathed life into her secrets
Unknowingly she exposed his heart
The night grew darker, their eyes grew heavy, they bid the swing adieu
Come again….. called the swing
The darkened sky
The dancing fireflies
The gentle to and fro of the swing
Their hands met
Their vision unclouded
Their truths set free
Their worlds forever changed
Infused with grace
The unveiling of two souls awakening into a new world
MLara Brown~
In a moment….
In a moment, life is beautiful and then it’s not.
In a moment, your heart is open and free and then it’s crumbled into a hundred pieces.
In a moment, you feel proud and accomplished, then ashamed.
In a moment, you are sure-footed full of motivation, then lost without direction.
In a moment, you trust, then you are filled with deception.
In a moment, you feel God’s grace and pure peace, then wrath and despair.
In a moment, someone is right there, then they’re not.
In a moment, every moment you find yourself in your triumphs and failures, standing tall and falling on your face. Then in a moment, you know what you know. You know your truth and in that moment, you know you are truly ok.
~ M Lara Brown
The majestic Shawangunk mountain ridge rolled out a vibrant green carpet to evoke my mind, body, and soul to partake in a sort of ceremonial introspection. I closed my eyes for just a moment in order to clear my mind of its incessant chatter and to extend my reverence for the wisdom of this impressive ridge. I have learned in the short years of running alongside this beautiful country scenery that it becomes a sort of meditative experience. It will whisper its secrets to you, offering its wisdom, and provoke you to take a deeper look within.
I heard something on a podcast this morning that I want to share. It touched me in that place where we store our thoughts, notions, and memories; the place that keeps our views and opinions small, closed, and black and white. The place where we like to criticize, point a finger, and choose a side.
“When we keep choosing right and wrong, we are spending our energy sorting life rather than living it.”
A simple statement that makes a life-changing impact, if you let it. ♡
I am the sum of all that has passed through me, no more, no less.
My past shadows come to linger with my present; I tell them to go.
I am no longer those things that have brought me here.
They are only a part of who I am, pieces of my past, fractions of my life.
Places, people, points in time, like an old friend or lover that once walked by my soul.
Intimately, each piece of my past makes peace with my present, then crawls back into the shadow.
I am the sum of all that has passed through me, no more, no less.
~M Lara Brown
I am all things …
I am the summer breeze blowing through the tops of the trees, down through the soft blades of grass, and into my opened window.
I am the drops of rain, carried by the summer breeze, watering the land and cleansing the sky, outside my opened window.
I am the brook, fed by the drops of rain, bathing the birds and carrying the ducks, outside my opened window.
I am the bird, bathed by the brook, singing its song that makes me smile, looking outside my opened window.
I am the little girl dancing amongst the drops of rain, by the brook.
She hears the bird, carried by the summer breeze, and looks up at my opened window.
She sees me smile; she smiles back.
I am the summer breeze, the drops of rain, the running brook, the singing bird, the smiling girl.
I am all things and all things are me.
M Lara Brown~
“Learning how to disciple your speech is a way of preventing your energies from spilling out of you through the rupture of your mouth, exhausting you and filling the world with words, words, words instead of serenity, peace and bliss.” eat pray love
