a soft dewy glow~

busily going about our ways

quite often these days

i am losing track of time

on the eve of her night

for what ever reason

i turned towards the dark

as if her energy was calling me near

i stepped out

to be  graced with a fleeting minute or two of silence

before the clouds blanketed her 

a soft dewy glow she was

lingering in the deep black sky

februarys snow moon

should be noted as a rain moon for us 

there has been no sightings of snow

just showers through the night

heavy cloud covers kept me from her 

when she rose to her fullest

thankful.though.for.the.moment.i.had

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Once Said:

"nothing that is can pause or stay...the moon will wax...the moon will wane...the mist and clouds will turn to rain...the rain to mist and clouds again...tomorrow be today."

she hid in the night...

for most of the darkening hours that were

she hid silently behind a clouded night sky

 when she finally appeared 

her unto herself

an old moon in a bright new year

she was masked by the trees

with just a hint of golden light 

faint as her casting

it was enough to catch my eye

and silence me so

chasing snow...

it called for 6-10 inches of snow in the mountains

all in a matter of hours 

then the rain would reside 

i woke my love

and shared how i wanted to see our river in white

i wanted to see the snow

i wanted to touch the snow

i wanted to smell the snow

i wanted to hear the snow

i.just.wanted.to be.in.the.snow

trying as hard as i might

attempting to entice my love and our littles

of a little snow white

i shared how this would be the opportune time

to take our truck for a little test run

it made it to the sun shining mountains with a few minor glitches

but since its rebuild it hasn't set foot on white

after hours of hymn ha~ing through the day

my love sat up and said lets go

i sprang from my seat and scurried away

an hour and a half up and same coming down

my love said it will be a short run

the clock spoke of one thirty one

and the rain was to set with high flailing winds between five and six

nearly minutes after the clock struck two

we were on the road

chasing the snow

as we headed out of town

it was a dark and dreary mess

but once we hit the road of the mountainside

my heart skipped a beat

as it became a wintery wonderland

well sometimes good feelings die hard and quick

just about half way up

it became apparent that our little road trip

was coming to a screeching white halt

there was no place to go 

except off the next exit

if ever we wanted to make it home before morn

inevitably we made the turn 

my love paused for a moment

and decided to sneak onto a road less traveled

this man he knows me well

he knows my mind

he knows my heart

he knew there was a camera at hand

so we were granted with a quick little stroll 

and a bit of a nature call

on a side note if you please...when looking at our truck ...you will notice a lovely blueish purple tint

though great for blocking the sun...it makes for a bit of a struggle to photograph when you are inside

hence why you will see a hint of blue at times

with darkness slowly on the rise

and the winds and rain kicking in

 it was our time

to hit the main road

and make our way home

it might not of been what i was i hoping for

there were no rivers of white raging so

just mile upon mile of blanketed trees

but seeing the land all covered in white

was plenty for me

Orison Swett Narden once said:

"Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities...seize common occasions and make them great."

light...

i have had quite a few conversations

which lead back to

"do...ing"

stop thinking...just do

i have been told this many of times before

i over think...over analyze...and then execute non

i get lost in my mind more often then not

last year i enjoyed the idea of not picking a word

but allowing my word to come to me in a different manner

and so i drifted towards the oracle cards once more

to chose my one little word for 2015

so many enticing energizing meanings wrapped within this word

LIGHT

may it be my beacon...my guide...my blaze for 2015

 

 

12 + 3...

a ritual

tis how i welcome a new calendar year

cards laid before me

waiting to expose what may be on the rise

the chances and changes to be coming my way

my intention is always that of 12

but the openness is there for others to present themselves

3 more cards came to be

these i am holding as my life cards to reflect upon for the year

a starting middle and ending

2015

is full of

  growth of change of exploration of prosperity of happiness

of roots of motherhood and of finding my way

it is a first in many years that the days are to unfold in abundantly blessed ways

the last few years have spoken of hardship trials tribulations and proved very much so

to the unknown and where it will lead

 

Julien Smith said:

"Going to the unknown is how you expand what is known"

awaken...

the final hours are here

another year is coming to a close

since i woke this morning...the minutes have been rapidly diminishing coinciding with the same fleeting emotions i carried throughout 2014

it has felt like one of the longest yet quickest of years thus far

today...i paused...many times actually...reflecting upon the days that were and curiously wondering what the days of new will become

i have thought a great deal about my little word 

{i had to go back to last January as i could not quite remember how i stumbled upon my word for the year} and as i read...my post...my word unexpectedly chosen

AWAKEN

took on a whole new meaning than what i originally thought or per say planned it to mean

i was anxious on many accounts to get back to how we once were...to continue with a certain momentum that i had always attained...i wanted to dive head first...submerging and pushing myself in and with new endeavors...

i had grand plans

non.of.which.came.to.be

AWAKEN

came to me in a realization that things will never be as they were...life changes...people change...through the hard ships of  living...the rigorous rowing and treading through stormy waters...through the sweet sailing days...growth is occurring...we are constantly evolving even if we can not see it on the forefront

AWAKEN

came to me is recognizing that what once was and what is now...was and is apart of  my story...there has yet to be discovered a way to turn back the clocks of time...so instead of recreating and striving for the past...i could and can only move forward creating my now

AWAKEN

came to me when looking back...in simple subtle ways...nurturing ways...calming ways

AWAKEN

was not just about me but those that are in my life...the need to be present...nothing more...nothing less...just wholeheartedly present in their day to day

AWAKEN

was about realizing the need for myself to be...to simmering in my thoughts...to withdraw into my own silence...for acknowledging the truth behind what had all been

AWAKEN

it may not have been a boisterous year

but it was a year

a year in which

AWAKEN

slowly crept in and became a touchstone in my spirit and soul 

Buddha once said:

"there is only one time when it is essential to awaken...the time is now"

 

may 2015

be a blessed one

for each of you

 

in between~

somewhere in between here and there

it feels as if

we have done everything and nothing all the same

mainly...purely...simply

we have just been living life each day

Someone Once Said:

"family...like branches on a tree...we all grow in different directions...yet our roots remain as one"

in darkness there is light~

the other day my love and i were talking

me: i think i stumbled upon one of my most favorite pictures i have taken

{to me...it is stunning...but its purely my own thought and opinion and i guess you could say i can be kind of partial to pictures i have taken}

my love: you should take more pictures of people

me: i do...of our family and you

my love: no of other people

me: why...i don't want to take random pictures of people

my love: why not

me: because i do not want to

my love: well couldn't you just do it sometimes

{as he and i were talking i was pulling up the picture to show him}

me: nope...look

{he looks at the picture above}

my love: wow...you need to keep taking pictures of trees

{insert laughing} 

me: phew...glad we got that one figured out

I say:

"Living life is not about how someone else wants you to live...It's about living your life how you want to live."

clearing the fog~

my shadowy fog

that lingered for so long

is disappearing 

life is feeling lighter

the weight of the world no longer sitting on my shoulders

i am dancing through my days slowly

swaying to and from

there are no swift steps to stumble upon

just rocking to and from

breathing ever so deeply

and enjoying every moment of such

doing nothing...absolutely nothing

ok...that's a lie...there is always much to do but once more we are falling into our own rhythm...not sure how many more times i can type such but this time it feels good...it feels right...it feels like it is going to last

Maya Angelo Once Said:

"Everything in the Universe has a rhythm, Everything dances."

unspoken~

because sometimes

just sometimes

you need not say a thing

when darkness arrives~

there is a unquestionable fondness i behold

wrapped within  januarys dawn and dusk skies 

when darkness arrives

it beckons with light

the softness of pinks

tainted with golden hues smeared throughout

silhouettes and shadows reflecting

mingling perfectly

the contrast of dark and light

a sense of warmth is given

as it slices finely through the crispness of winter

a dance begins 

as dawn and dusk unfold

9...2~

makes me think

a golden hour

9...2

a january storm

winds that spoke far beyond a howl

rains that came with a fierceness that spread

one fire place roaring

many moments of just being

no needs to be met

having only one place that was calling

a sense of time at hand

embracing each day as they begin unfold

John Boswell Once Said:

"Winter, a lingering season. It is a time to gather golden moments, embark on a sentimental journey and enjoy ever idle hour." 

a wintry solstice~

hush

speak not a word

pause

just as nature does

silence

your mind and your spirit

stillness

even if only for a moment

solstice blessings be with you this day

wishful white thinking~

no...it wasn't much

nor quite enough

but we took what we got and enjoyed it all the same

hoping though

yes hoping

that yesterdays fleeting flurry

was a glimpse of a winter of white that will soon come forth

!?! wishful thinking right !?!

Someone Once Said:

"Wishful thinking is one thing and reality another."

light of winter...

there are moments that leave you without words

a morning freeze...

presents a delicate white

frosted kisses 

a reminder that winter is the season

though there has been no flakes to fall

a gift that glistens is there to be seen

a brightness that shines within the morning light

scattering a soft hazy glow

that lingers through the dawn of day

J.R.R. Tolkien once said: 

"Deep roots are not reached by frost"

remember woods of winter

she is done

you can find her here in my Etsy store

she offers the gift of warmth

and may help

keep the frost from reaching your roots

13...two~

i had spoke with one yesterday

exclaiming i would much rather enjoy a wee bit of sun or sparkling white snow

13...two

rains that seem like torrential yet are merely a pour

winds that howls

pine cones dropping as if the sky was falling

trees dancing about as they sway to and fro

chimes by which echo all through the night

fires crackling

warmth arising

a bounty of blankets

a continual cup of tea

writing of letters

revisiting pictures from the past

old forgotten memories

happiness abounds through the dismal winter days

Bob Dylan once said:

"Some people feel the rain

Others just get wet."

quite frankly

i have moved past feeling the rain

and am down right just getting wet!

perseverance...

perseverance

[pur-suh-veer-uh ns]

noun

steady, persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state

especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles or discouragement

theology

continuance in a state of grace to the end

fall

is a season of the past

as winter has came

and taken her place

all have fallen

except this one

it has hung

 intertwined

 between the branches

unwilling to let go

John Quincy once said:

"Patience and Perseverance have a magical effect before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish"

woods of winter...

as i knit

i imagine walking the woods...

shades of browns and grays and soft subtle sweets hues of pink filling my eyes... bleakness...starkness...the land surrounding...tis a silent hush...sleeping ones tending their spirit at best...resting quietly...calmly...no stirring found...desolate scenes left  standing from the winds and rain...the frigid ice and snow...yet the river rages...dancing upon the rocks below...

Ruth Stout once said:

"There is a privacy about it which no other season gives you. In Spring, Summer and Fall people sort of have an open season on each other  Only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quieter stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself."

13...

there is no snow surrounding us...just a chill that lingers

cool crisp clean...a winters morn...dusty white...sparkling as dawn turns her hands to day

13

darkness...yet knowing light will come

warmth from a fire still faintly burning

the smell of coffee

the taste of licorice root tea

warm cozy maryjanes

the feel of wool wrapped around my fingers

wooden needles clicking

slowness sinking in

words from old friends near and far

spirits lifted 

comfort in the unknown

solace 

solitude slipping slowly away

William Powell once said:

"Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere friends, rather than a mob merriment, noise and thousands of nodding acquaintances."