Connecting to Nature- Waning to New

Earth Connections-
Sunshine, blue skies, rain water, first meeting with the outside, first meeting with food, walking, breathing, passing air, admiring Calalillies, touching my lovers skin, showering, seeing pink glimpses of sunset.
<3 Drifting with eyes closed and knowing dreams await my soul,
Blessed Be
Safe Travels <3
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Magic Potion brewed beneath the veil, I drink with pleasure, with promise and devotion. Humbled and Blessed by your divine notions upon my path.
I send you praise in prayer. <3 ENB
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Left whistling for water,
my breast leak gallons into the mouth of precious growth.
The Creator in Her purest form,
bound by figure and released through gaze.
Never have I traded places to see another's view,
but stayed where my feet have held wishing to release the glue.
This place here desires no release,
just moments of escape.
Climbing mountains in exchange for internal connection.

Memory of doing is serving just fine,
though processing the actions take longer than time.
Haven't quite figured my fingers of late,
gestating reality and keeping stakes.
Joining in heaven's dew, mornings release our nights sinew.

Gallop horses in fervent rush;
there is no rush and so we stay gentle,
in growth and sway.
Bottom out as a way to stand taller,
imagine a glory of Redwood and Sequoia.
Haven't seen the Raven fly in miles and miles of open sky.

STAND, STAND, STAND.

Journeys know when to take a stand.
There is no mistake, we are her now- And we relate.
Yes, Mama, I am listening.
I haven't see the newness since yesterday,
but a moments passing has never passed my haze.
Relinquish the hesitation-
know when a journey is beautiful and right-
Do not question your inner sight.
Hands hold others like they hold yourself.
Are you ready?
Do you notice?
How does it feel?

Please grant us all the wisdom to care with open hearts and joy.

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11-19-09 (Written in a year of Prayer)

A hitchhiker, a baby and a blond walk into my life.
I speak of brunch, massage and new sheets.

Welcome to the White Hawk Chronicles that begin at twilight and end at sundown.

No eggs from Emily and Harriet is having another fit.
June Bugs elephant just lost her insides and the cap debates, College without High School?
The sky is intersected with giant mechanical birds while clouds ponder their first color of choice.
Tonight's air is generous; clear, clean and snug enough to let your skin know its living.
Blessings Ms. Elephant in your acrobatic favor of June's head tossing.

NEW is the MOON-

Melodramatic is the blood within my Fallopian tubes.
HA!
They laugh with the memory of waking at today's dawn- and the gratitude of money written on a check.
Dishes are done man!
(Kabam goes the gun!)
The Hummingbird has decided- pink, peach and lavender.
Blessed BE.

From the mouth, and heart of MOONSHINE

Connecting to Nature- FULL MOON

My spirituality has grown with my connection to nature.
Each time I trust the winds whisper and follow, I know I am alive and well.
Tread softly and do not be afraid.
Noting with joy the changes or lack of changes that occurs as a place is revisited.
Secrets continue to unveil that which may by called Life Lessons.
Yes- I learn and together with spirit and knowledge break down old cycles and allow new paths and connections to take place.
Joyful triumph guides the days.
I have become a Mother.
I am learning to listen to small cues, to an audible voice of a language never spoken before.
Connecting to breath as each activity takes place. Knowing nature is dancing right before my eyes.
Dancing with delight.

~February


Connecting with a rock.
First noticing a hard shell- barrier of protection, shelter and design. The shell does not describe the rock, yet at first glance, it may appear impenetrable, to tough to find a way to the interior.
If sitting with a rock becomes available- take the time to admire and hold space. Color will appear- perhaps as a single flat color or as an essence surrounding the structure.
Cracks- ah, a real dent in perfect protection.
Gently, sensitively dance along the outer edge- dangling a finger, peacefully dedicating a breath to possibility.
Inside could come spilling out and Yes, this is a risk...

2/11/11

From the mouth of MoonShine

CONNECTING TO NATURE- waxing to first quarter

Worshipping the Moon in my dream. Stopping others to glance at her magnificence- waning and slimming down to renewal. There in the sky, a crest, a view, a way of being.
Jump in the water, in the way of beauty and ease. Massaged by a Mermaid- Caressed by a dragon, wondering how long this TIGER will sleep.
Fallen crests given to dream.

Moon Magic, ever changing, ever present, bringing sensation to every cell of my being.
Heaven is beneath us, yet taught from above. Messages reveal a tightening of friendship, a knowing of transition and the occurrence or condensation. Don't allow the water to get stagnant, nor the film on the top to harden. Move through, continue- make real.
Glory, Glory, Glory- YES!
Drag yourself from bottom up-
"I am not myself" - perhaps you had to go there to start anew. Angels are around you knowing and holding hands with faeries and guides, to guide you on the journey.
1/26/11

Listening to the wild, unreserved creatures make their flight through wood and water.
Perhaps there is time to visit this magical place today. Stop one moment without a pause and step through the Ego portal of your mind, beyond to the Wild place- the Black Hole, where any and all things can happen. Follow along the path of least resistance, listening, gently touching and finding the breath pathways into golden light.
You will arrive at a source of imagination and magic.
Bright?
Small?
Big?

Light for you.
Hold this light, breathe deep and go forth into the Wild Place.

Trees taller and ground softer than you have ever felt. Moss holding you like a gentle, caring Mother.
Beside the 'doorway' a brook runs gently to the right, you turn your gaze to follow, but can't see past the bend 50ft away, so you walk towards it...

***(Finish this with your own Wild place visualization...)***
1/28/11



MOON MEMORY

Connections to Mother-
Connections to Nature-
Moon, a mystical sphere that lights my nights, days and dreams' adventures. A Goddess to listen to, a Goddess to pray to, question, rever, and remember as my blood cycles around my uterus.
Together, we have made magic.
Together, we have taken transparent flight, held birthday rituals, rituals of thanks, gratitude and love. With the Moon, I have landed on distant shores, received energy to heal myself and others and guided women to cry, create, laugh and join hands in worship.
Faerie beings have joined in arms, singing songs and dancing jigs, while the moon lite their way.
Hmmm... Hearts dance and sing when she is full. Shining so bright, if there wasn't a star in the sky many would confuse night for day. When the moon hides, many hide themselves as well. Shadows inside and out dance around us, taunting and playing with our psyche.
Heaven is not nearly as beautiful as the Moon.
A mystery that holds my strings taut and continues to enliven my desire to live and take part.

LA LUNA

2/3/11

From the mouth of MoonShine

Month Two- Topic and Thoughts

CONNECTING TO NATURE

Ladies, Women, Delights of my life-
February, a connection with nature through writing. The witnessing of light returning, dark, clear nights and the inner pathways of our dreams.

I have to be honest, not every day has produced writing and not every piece of writing should be produced- but alas, there are glimpses of greatness, love and joy that I want to share. I do try to make up the days I miss with longer writing sessions when I do get back to pen and paper.
There are challenges to writing something 'new'. It seems as if the same topics, subjects and experiences want to come through again and again, working their way through my mind and body to a sense of place and purpose. Acceptance that some topics are just worth writing about many times, from many angles- Colin, Motherhood, the Moon.

Connect and realign with ten minutes a day. Call it your time, you deserve it. Visit your heart, enjoy the flow of your pen and do not sensor. Allow the silence behind your mind to come through.

Blessings-
MoonShine