Shine the Divine:

Creativity IS a Spiritual Practice

When we see through our hearts, we recognize that every single one of us is infused with creativity. Divine Sparks are embedded in everyone and everything. It's up to us to be courageous, to look and listen deeply, to find the sparks, gather and release them back into the universe, transformed into something new. Join me as we wake up to the sacred-ordinary blessings waiting to greet us each and every day.

I have been so blessed to have Alicia Brown as one of my physical therapists. Her compassion, deep listening, knowledge and skills are aiding my body to heal. Three weeks ago her family’s life turned upside down when her husband Chris was diagnosed with leukemia. They found out yesterday that he will need a bone marrow transplant later this summer and will be out of work for a very long time after that. This loving family of four (they have two sweet little girls) could really use our financial support at this time. When I asked Alicia if I could add a link to their Go Fund Me page on my blog, being a person of humility, she replied, “No, you don’t need to do that.” I responded, “I don’t need to, but I want to. There are few things I can do in the world to assist others, because of my own illness. Please let me do this small thing and ask others to join in, give us a chance to do something good. This is why we are here on earth, to help one another.” She cried in appreciation and agreed to allow me to share their story and post this. That said, I hope like me you will open your hearts and pockets, click the link below, read more about her family and offer a donation.

Chris And Alicia Brown's Fund


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Thursday, February 3, 2011


 I hear music, tiny sleet hammers striking icicle chimes. I listen. I watch. I contemplate. I notice that there are tiny bubbles caught, within the frozen stalactites.
 A miniature universe secreted within another slightly larger one.
I am no different. A tiny world inside my mind, my heart, my body, inside the house, the town, the state, the nation, the earth, the vast darkness of space that surrounds our planet and so on. A slight breath, enshrined in time, tucked inside eternity. I find this a comfort, life encapsulated in the mystery of forever before and after, a moment, now, suspended in sacred awareness.
This container temporary, ensconced in infinity.
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  1. Your words are special this early morning. Peace and a smile is sent to you....

  2. yes, my life is but a vapor...

    Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit”; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. Instead you ought to say, “If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that.”-James 4

  3. I hope this isn't too cheeky an observation on a quite serious and meaningful post, but was that graffitti on those icicles?


  4. Judy you are too funny!!! just pockets of air...I have to send you one that looks a bit like a face.

  5. Such beautiful thoughts with these photo's...I noticed what I thought to be writing or something also...hope you have a wonderful day Laura. ((((Laura)))

  6. "tiny sleet hammers striking icicle chimes" -- oh my! how perfect!

  7. Nice. The paragraph that begins "I am no different" reminds me of the address Rebecca reads from an envelope in Thornton Wilder's Our Town:

    Jane Crofut; The Crofut Farm; Grover's Corners; Sutton County; New Hampshire; United States of America... Continent of North America; Western Hemisphere; the Earth; the Solar System; the Universe; the Mind of God--

  8. I love the metaphor here as well as your incredible lyrical language. You have a gift of being able to turn what might be seen as oppression or ugliness into light and beauty.

  9. Absolutely beautiful . . . "life encapsulated in the mystery of forever before and after, a moment, now, suspended in sacred awareness"

  10. impermanence, acceptance, a way of looking at life, and all its diversities.

    wonderful post. beutiful photos and joining of words.


  11. This is a beautiful and inspiring outlook on life.......thanks for reminding us of this truth. I most especially love your final line, "this container temporary, ensconced in eternity." Wow, Laura! I'm going to blog something today on this same for Heaven's Coast:) later on!

  12. I admire both your words and photos!

  13. This is a very beautiful poem as are the photos and I so love that last line. Like the bubbles in the icicles we are but a small part of a continuum.

  14. A slight breath/enshrined in time/tucked inside eternity...
    I LOVE that line.

  15. Wow, so many kind comments...I am humbled by so many gifted writers and artists and all-around beautiful humans offering such generous words of praise.

  16. I love the pictures, and I love your thoughts around them! You are an awesome person! :-)

  17. Laura, you have taken the beauty of icicles to a new level.

    These last posts have made me miss the icicles that we used to get at our old house. The ones on the north side took a long time to melt, but the ones on the south side would soon disappear after a day or two of sun. I liked to listen to them drip, water that fell as snow and froze and then became water again. I like the cyclical nature of life and things in nature that remind me of the cycles.

  18. Beautiful thoughts to go with beautiful pictures!

  19. I find this a comfort, life encapsulated in the mystery of forever before and after, a moment, now, suspended in sacred awareness.

    laura, this is an exquisite post. i found such comfort both in the words, and in the photos. you have such a gift.

  20. This is such a peaceful reminder of who we are. Thank you for this most gentle, beautiful reminder!

    Peace, Light and Love,

  21. This is such an interesting bit of imagery...!


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