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.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Winter Walk at Dusk
A winter walk at dusk ~grateful for every
limb am I for those that stretch dark across the grand expanse of richly hued
marbled sky and these that lift and step, transporting me through Creation’s
wonders; the art of science, love and faith in the Holy Blessed One; good
medicine, all have led me here.
winter berry nest
beneath hush of violet
love laid down to rest
morning is full of winter white, what a delight waking to a blanket of snow.
The photos on today's post however are from a few evenings ago, no snow, but
the glow of twilight instead. Last year and for several years in a row I had not have imagined a winter
walk at dusk would be possible for me. Remission is not a complete absence of
symptoms, I still have MS. and when I become fatigued this is as clear as when
I could not walk a foot or two without falling to the floor. Who knows how long
this will last? As I listen to the wind pick up outside I know it doesn't
matter. Everything is always changing. I'll be ok no matter what. I'll be ok
because I am loved.