there are things i want you to remember {1}

toward all of it.

 

a view from port townsend . march 25, 2010

remember,

breathe in

and out

and 

lean in

toward all you know,

lean in

toward all of it.

remember.

 

Take the time to come home to yourself every day.  

Robin Casarjian

which is...

 

cherry tree, port townsend, washington . february 20, 2010

I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.  

e.e. cummings

today.

 

beach at fort worden, port townsend, washington . february 20, 2010

we must get outside. we must leave the place we know to discover. we must recognize the blue sky as an invitation. yes. we must rediscover who we are as we breathe in, breathe out and soak up all that stands before us. we must push ourselves to leave behind the chatter and find the sounds that await us.

this is your invitation.

get outside.

now.

As you sit on the hillside, or lie prone under the trees of the forest, or sprawl wet-legged by a mountain stream, the great door, that does not look like a door, opens.  

Stephen Graham

november 30

thirty days of posts. i have to admit that it was a struggle to post each day and i certainly didn't find what i shared to be inspiring...but at the same time, i am grateful to nablopomo for the push, the invitation, to seek out pieces of goodness from this month when i found myself mostly trying to get through each day.

but there is such goodness.

and i am resting inside the knowledge that love is what it really is all about. friendship, listening, opening, speaking truth, sharing pieces of who we are, finding our way. love.

i am so looking forward to december views. starting tomorrow, i will be staying behind the camera for most of next month. sharing words now and then. dipping my toes back into self-portrait challenge perhaps. capturing the views of this time of year. hoping for snow at some point. cleaning in anticipating guests around the holidays (and wishing for a cleaning fairy to come and help this nausea-focused girl). maybe finding myself in the kitchen making holiday cookies for the first time in years. and always resting inside love and hope.

thank you for you...

november 12

scenes from this afternoon in (great) aunt honey's backyard:

it's a quiet sort of night. a letting someone else take care of things (of me) sort of night. a snuggled already in pajamas, two blankets covering me on the sofa sort of night. there is tea and my version of comfort food and bits of whispered dreams and everything is just as it should be. these are the nights when i push myself toward gratitude and let go of the shoulds and to dos and just try to breathe in and out.

the dance.

light found . el dorado cabin, squam . september 17, 2009

it is a dance

the light, the shadows

it is a choice

where to stand, where to live

and certain days

when i find the quiet

when someone holds the space

i twirl inside the gift of truth

i twirl inside the gift of light

*****

being in class with jen lee, well, it was kinda like this

yes

and you, you who might be reading this, 

you who might be wishing for someone to hold the space while you share your truth,

i suggest this little piece of the storycatcher who is jen lee

yes

because it might just be the friend (the space) you are seeking

(how do i know that it might be what you need? well, because a little class called truth & consequences that took place in a cabin on a lake in new hampshire has changed my life. yes. changed my life.)