Grow (W)here You Are Planted

When I look at her I see every age she's been. I cycle back through the years and the days, the moments. Sometimes I look around and I can see them smiling at her, being proud of her. I can feel the breeze coming off the ocean on a sunny day. She's 19 now and she's strong and she's sarcastic she's funny and she cares. She doesn't try to try is to believe you will fail. She does it. She dives in and does the thing and she doesn't need your input. She may ask your thoughts, from time to time, mostly to check herself but also to check you. don't get left or she'll fly by and get them ankles. 1/14/2008

every day I start with ice water to drink and minty wood smoke to pray Love   strength   focus   truth   being   trust

yep it is gray, I mean and how lovely to get a break all that sunshine all of the time except at night trees silhouetted against the sky in greens and browns a lone egret glows both legs in the water seems he carries the light within Photo by  Nicole Avagliano  from  Pexels

HOLYYYY SHIT! I've got a lot of irons in the fire. I'm setting up a photography website that promises to be a work in progress.  First, I will showcase my photo re-touching capabilities so I can sell them and, over time and Universe willing, it will grow to a photography website that will have photo shoots, re-touching and prints for sale.  No big deal.  I'm just over here completely re-vamping my life and all aspects of it.  Not people though...well, not letting go of people.  I am open, as always, to new people entering my life and making it even more beautiful. FLORIDA PERK!!!:Afternoons in downtown St. Pete

I sold my house today. I have 30 days to finish packing up 1/3 of everything I own and  get it into a truck and drive it to Florida. 1/3 because I have too much stuff. 1/3 because I desperately need to downsize. I'm excited and nervous and sad to leave my people and my places both of which have held me in this soup that has been my life. I'm looking forward to the new mornings, places to go,  family to see more than every couple of months. people to meet, life. In the process of weeding out the 'keep' items I found a slew of music I haven't listened to since 2009. Imagine it, songs that played while I played outside songs we listed to on the way to each other songs that reminded me of strength and love and sparkles songs that helped me be one with my broken heart. They all make me smile and realize how much I've grown. Funny to feel I've lived long enough to have my own seasons of life. This next on

Trying brings anxiety, not trying to open a jar, though I've certainly felt my share of anxiety at not being able to open a jar of ...well, anything but trying to be someone. Trying to make life happen a certain way. Anxiety surfaces when we try to force that which must not be forced. Life unfolds in its own time, at its own pace and trying to force it...trying, only makes everything a mess. So How do you move toward a goal in life? How do you move toward the life you want? the life that is yours? without creating a mess? Focus on small steps each day. do the work, make the call, mow the lawn, make dinner, play with your dog all the while keep the feeling of what you want in your heart see the life you want in your mind's eye remember to look up every once in a while and take a deep breath one of these days, when you look up, you will find you are living the life that is yours. What you seek is seeking you  -  Rumi

There's a bomb in my heart. I can see it in my mind's eye and it is bright, rolling, light screaming through movement. It's floating behind my ribs, spinning browns and whites and every color in between. It's growing every second and it makes me smile my back straight my eyes turn at the corners. Deep breath. There is wind and the sound of splashing waves. I am standing before myself and I am beautiful, taller and grander and stronger than I have ever imagined until now. Sand between my toes, hair blowing, darkness behind me, light before me a storm has come to my heart and it is everything I came to become. Photo : Pok Rie