Tag Archives: art

you are not alone, friend

we are nearby

with a steady anchor rock of care

with fragrant boughs of devotion

with bright feathers of protection

with a soft nest for rest and refuge

on our island, together

so connected

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what feeds this deep love?

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stand tall in the shadow of your own flag. feel the wind blowing your love-stitched cape. nourished with open hearted dedication and discernment. deep love.


wildly blooming

all is blooming here.

some of the poppies are aching
to be gathered and put to use.

others are content to stay put.

rooted down feeding from this rich earth while reaching up and absorbing the light from the soft sun-moon.

being of use by becoming.
by being.

skillfully. unwieldy.

wildly

blooming.

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rainbow town

when the heart breaks open, we find nothing but rainbows within …

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shelter, refuge, and tender hearted grace in rainbow town


ebb and flow

in this ebb and flow of moments… i am grounding in motion. i am finding a stillness that is not motionless. this stillness, this grounding, is made up of small movements that hold me in balance and topple me over at the same time. into cold water. rocky shores. sunlit skies.

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not grasping to stay upright. planting down. being aware. noticing it is the shifting under my feet, the shifting in my body, the shifting of air that supports my ability to hold my balance. and then noticing these are the same things that shake me to the ground.

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ah. sweet ground. wave and shore. sun and sky. stillness and motion. a gentle heart recognition. this is all there is.

xo
j


with love

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soft gaze, heart open

another one of my student art therapist cards … reminding me in all I do to… keep it simple. what is often most important is simply seeing and being seen. i am here with open heart, soft gaze, compassion. to myself and others. ruffled feathers happen, it’s true. and shouldn’t be ignored. and sometimes storms sweep along, tossing things about. but i hold this close: i can come back to just keeping it simple – seeing and being seen.

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xo
j


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