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Friday, June 30, 2017

flowers remind us ...

~flowers remind us~
The artist
is the confidant of nature.
Flowers carry on dialogues with him
through the graceful bending of their stems
and the harmoniously tinted nuances
of their blossoms.
Every flower has a cordial word
which nature directs towards him.
~Auguste Rodin~
and a few phases of the painting along the way ...
birch bark
and white ink
stamping
lots and lots of layers
of transitioning
The moment
in between
what you once were,
and who you are now becoming
is where the dance of life
really takes place.
~Barbara De Angelis~


Tuesday, June 27, 2017

a heart like a wildflower ♥

cabbage white butterflies ...
those who have followed my blog over the years {thank you xo}
will remember our beautiful black labs
Bentley & Ernest ♥♥

when they passed, we would be followed by a cabbage white butterfly
on our woodland walks ...
they became a little "nudge" to us ... letting us know they were alright
and still walking the woods with us in spirit...
finding 2 cabbage whites is always a special spiritual sign xo
blooms and butterflies
in love
fields of coneflowers
bee haven
and the serenity of water
such beauty fluttering around us
wildflower "nests"
daucus carota
queen anne's lace
wild carrot
bishop's lace
but I prefer birds nest :-D
joy and freedom along the path
kinhin
{walking meditation}
Kiss the Earth
Walk and touch peace every moment
Walk and touch happiness every moment
Each step brings a fresh breeze
Each step makes a flower bloom
Kiss the Earth with your feet
Bring the Earth your love and happiness
The Earth will be safe
when we feel safe in ourselves
~Thich Nhat Hanh~
wherever
you stand
be * the * soul
of that place
~Rumi~
I hope you are blessed
with a heart
like a wildflower.
Strong enough
to rise again
after being trampled upon,
tough enough
to weather the worst
of Summer storms,
and able to grow
and flourish
even in the most
broken places
~Nikita Gill~

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Sunday Serenity ...

Every vine
climbing and blossoming
tells of love
and
joy
~Robert. G. Ingersoll~
the old fashioned charm of clematis
looking so pretty after an early morning rain
covering our garden arbour
a tiny nibble taken
"You carry Mother Earth within you.
She is not outside of you.
Mother Earth is not just your environment.
In that insight of inter-being,
it is possible
to have real communication
with the Earth,
which is the highest form
of prayer"
~Thich Nhat Hanh~
"Happiness held
is the seed.
Happiness shared
is the flower"
~John Harrigan~

Friday, June 23, 2017

drawn towards the wanderings of the woods ...

with my bundle of tiny twigs getting bigger by the day
I sat and painted a few
and looked through old discarded/damaged books
for words that spoke to me ...
*her heart was drawn towards the wanderings of the woods*
"the forest and I
was all there was.
In the deep still silence
I could feel
the Earth's
beating heart"
and looked through found treasures from walks past
~heart shaped stones~
owl faced walnut shells keeping me company
{and making me smile}
spotting hearts amongst the beauty of fallen and gathered bark
the trees fingerprint
"you were you
and I was I;
we were two
before our time.
I was yours
before I knew,
and you have always been
mine too"
skeleton leaves
oh how I love finding them
the epitome of life I think
what may look delicate and fragile and aged
has lived to tell a long story
of holding its own
and while some may look and see an old weathered leaf
I see resilience, life lived  and pure beauty ♥
I remember carrying this leaf home ever so carefully thinking it would crumble before I reached the front door
but what a lesson it taught me as it has sat in a bowl now for years  and has not changed :-D
acorns
rattling about
some with caps
others the caps have fallen off
"she lost herself in the trees
among the ever-changing leaves.
she wept beneath the wild sky
as stars told stories of ancient times.
the flowers grew towards her light,
the river called her name at night.
she could not live an ordinary life
with the mysteries of the universe
hidden in her eyes"
~Christy Ann Martine~
~painted bark fairie~
"Forests will always hold your secrets,
for that's what forests are for.
To separate and hide things.
To protect, to comfort, to hold, to envelop, to demonstrate, to slow down, to hold, to teach.
Go to the trees to explore your questions and dreams.
Go to the trees to desire and seek.
The world will listen
as you walk, watch, soften and breath"
~Victoria Erickson~

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Thankful {things I love} Thursday ...

woodland walks ...
whispers in the trees...
wandering ...
shinrin-yoku
shinrin : forest, woods
yoku: fully
known as
"forest bathing"
~ the restorative effects of being in nature~
and I am so thankful to have lovely soothing woods only a short walk away...
a spot where some of my favourite trees ♥ dwell and call home

"Why must people kneel down to pray?
If I really wanted to pray
I'll tell you what I'd do.
I'd go out
into a great big field
all alone or into the deep, deep, woods,
and I'd look up into the sky
up-up-up- into that lovely blue sky
as if there was no end to its blueness.
And then
I'd just *feel* a prayer.
Well, I'm ready.
What am I to say?"
~L.M. Montgomery~


♥ hope you are having a wonderful Thursday filled with much Thankfulness♥
d xo

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

in rainy arms ...

it's been raining all day {switching back and forth from misty to pouring}
and I had been patiently waiting for a lull
to head outside with my camera.
Even when I thought it had stopped long enough to take a few photos
I was only able to take these 11 before the skies opened up again :-D
But everything is so green and full of life
and the peony have opened up and will only be in bloom for a short while
so I want to savor every moment ♥
"I was in love
with the whole world
and all that lived
in its rainy arms"
~Louise Erdich~