We find our peace, living and letting go. A cycle of life in minimalism.
Inviting projections. Each of us brings our own season to it.
Into the free space. No category, no hashtag.
Listening to the Turning
My Scribbles and Glimmers
Sitting with reflection as one year moves into another, I turn to nature for answers and am reminded that it is continuity I honour.
Endings and beginnings move like currents in the ocean of the living and the imagined world, quiet expressions of an underlying law shaped by the greatest force of energy.
When the illusion breaks, and we awaken from the mind-woven dreams of reality, we return to the patterns we have always followed, offered another chance to undo, to rewire, and to shape a version of ourselves that feels aligned and more deeply understood.
Some pauses take longer than we expect. I carry deep gratitude for all the motivating reads, and the patient support through the years.
Season’s Greetings, as the year turns.🎉💕
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Interbeing
between flight and root,
the soul
remembers how to grow again.
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House of Wisdom
Grandparents are archetypes of wisdom and healing, the balance of masculine and feminine energies within us.
Like rivers and sky, they embody opposites: action and stillness, intellect and presence. Their wisdom flows through us, reminding us that true learning is both active and reflective.
Life is a cycle too, with flow and transformation as its resilient currents.
Remembering my grandparents with gratitude, in the quiet imprint of nature and spirit.
Variety is the Spice of Life 