Thursday, August 28, 2008

The Path

Today there was an Earthquake and a Rainbow. I have humor about living and dying. I can hum. The songs of the day stream in, and I'm strictly, staying with surrender, truth, and the grateful edge. If I could stay right here, but no, the future comes. I admire my teachers. I love Beauty. For the moment, nothing stops peace within me. Oh, sweet peace within me!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Magic and more Magic!

Today I realize that it's up to me to find the joy inside my tears. I can cry, I can laugh, but I can't go back. I'll do the work. I'm writing the book. I want to surrender and find the peace. I have glimpses, but the peace doesn't stay. It's replaced with worry, and I grow tired of feeling bad. I believe in my happiness. I'll get there. Please send me an angel!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Moving On

I feel the general situation lately, suggests little, tiny forms of success. Like trees that bend softly in the wind, symbolizing flexibility and endurance. I have quiet, relaxed effectiveness in my actions. Gentle, good, influence is at work in my life, but just as the wind is ceaseless in its efforts, so too my small prayers will persist and produce lasting results.

I want this influence for all my relationships. I believe my ideas will slowly reach the minds and sink into the hearts of the people in my world. My power is gentle but persistent, careful aim is imperative, for only when a small force continually moves in the same direction can it have much effect. My influence comes more through strength of character than by any direct confrontation or seduction. I shall stick to, clearly defined goals. Strong vision and a steady course will bring me beautiful fortuna!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Willing To Love Unconditionally

Begin to open like a flower. Slowly face the sun. With slight movement and deep breathing, live quietly. A simple, daily life. Disciplined in the journey. Write and create just what's longed for. Have mercy and be grateful for the blessings. Love unconditionally.That's the only way to not feel foolish. Stepping forward, shine in love.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Year of the Nines Sheila Wyne's Annual Studio Party

Beautiful Sheila Wyne!

Always a wonderful party with music, food and fun. It started out cloudy, but ended up sunny and dry. The bonfire was circled by the who's who of Anchorage. Families, dogs, bikes, flowers, art, laughter galore. The music included Marian Call, Shybone, Culture Bothers, 20th Century Man, Fish Creek String Ensemble and Fire Dancers. Shiela's Studio turned nine, and her loyal arts patron Julius "Dr.J." Rockwell turned ninety. They adorned him with a crown, and furnished a throne and raised dias for him to watch the festivities from.

I stayed most of the night and enjoyed the beef ribs, beer, conversation, children playing, excellent music and just every bit of every moment. It's the best party of the summer in Anchorage. It was delightful that the sun was shinning and it was warm enough to hang outside.

More please!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Wedding Daze

It's a glorious day! I'm on deadline and I've got some writing to do. I'm using the image of scaling mountains, to inspire me to keep going. Love.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Bridge Break Through

I have good days. Yesterday I had a break through in Bridge Pose. I have to thank my teacher Kim, because she inspires me to do the work. I love yoga! I'm realizing my dream of being a teacher. I'm working toward the healing part of my Shaman journey. The novel is coming along, although going back and working on the events of the past are painful. My teacher came to me during class and told me that what I'm doing takes a lot of courage. It's good to hear that people you honor recognize your work. I drift in my process, but steadily I move forward. This morning, I honor all my loved ones and continue to pray for peace. Peace in my heart and the world. Now I shall kick ass and go on loving!

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Solar Eclipse

I work with acceptance, healing and love.
It's so beautiful here that I cry.
This is the way. This is the adventure.
Spinning in space, this planet is my home
and the Alaskan sky is my witness.
Oh love, oh creator of new worlds, the raven
told me today in no uncertain terms,
"You're it!"