The Frying Pan River took me by surprise
I heard the path near its banks gently say my name. I meander closer.
The water hastily waking the rocks, within its winding bed. It’s symphony playing songs hidden within my heart.
The mountains looking down stoically, at the performance below.
I wanted to take a moment to celebrate the end of February, with a few of my favorite quotes partnered with my husband’s stunning photography. Hope you are enjoying a season of rest and beauty!! Spring in on its way!
Roscoe
He sits with me. Always. I continue
to drink my coffee.
His mahogany eyes craving my attention.
Beckoning,
he requests just a minute of time. I begin another task. Yet, he lingers.
He lovingly
challenges me to a game,
as he plops his squeaky toy in my lap.
I throw it high.
He springs to action. Bolting. He lands back at my feet.
He begged for more. His gentle gaze
yearning.
My heart beats
blissfully
for this softhearted dog.
For the time being, we are
together. The background fades.
I am present with him.
The Antagonist
They followed him blindly in to the woods. Branches swayed in a seduction of unison. The light between the trees was lynched, by his grandiosity and lies. Many continued without hesitation. He asked for a sacrifice of integrity, in exchange for boundless gains. The trees crowded around them until all he requested was placed on the altar.
The creature is walking freely, as the thicket suffocates his disciples.
The Inkling of Morning
I woke up early, just before the sun rose. Silence greeted me with her dark smile. The floor gently growled beneath my feet. My destination was nearing. Words gathered in heart. Inspiration was my oration. The audience of one reflects in the hallway mirror.
Recently, my office mate and I had a philosophical discussion, on goals and calendars. The new year inciting the stillness of hope, within our dreams. Deliberation of one’s life became the forefront of our conversation, for this short period of time. One of us, (myself) arguing that a calendar is modern-day cage dictating our every move. She retorts my cynicism, with a statement about the calendar being a gentle reminder to start over, move forward, and/or, simply, a guide to stay on track. Positivity temporarily slaughtered my cynicism. Life lessons always find a way to stir the heart of this pseudo-misanthrope.
Like most people, I have found numerous ways to achieve tasks with the help of a calendar. The point is not the calendar; this point is finding a way to not let a schedule bulldoze one’s life. Newfangled, I realized that as an adult, I have the freedom to dictate my thoughts, schedule, plans, and goals. I want to live in an authentic way that embraces my deepest sense of self. Yet, I haven’t found a way to concisely articulate my definition of my authentic self. Life’s journey is not about completing a series of tasks; however, it is about the acceptance of one’s self, on the journey.
Five ways to embrace YOU
“Beauty being the moment you decide to be yourself” – Coco Chanel
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An amusing smile spreads across her face. Anticipation. Rouge painted on her cheeks. A shadow of her lipstick pressed on the virgin tissue. The table is set. She waits.
She Entertains; yet, the guests never arrive.
