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| the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls, and whispered in the sounds of silence. ~ paul simon |
i'm left spinning and there are so many things i want to say but articulation (and time) trip(s) me up. so i'm left with the heady desire to sink into the earth, to pour myself out on the forest floor and melt into softness while the wind brushes across me like a silken dress and every sense becomes alive to silence.
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i hope to write more this weekend but in the meantime, how are you, beloveds? also, i decided to join monica from bohemian twilight on her senses shared tour, because the simple act of stopping to consider each sense is like meditation for me. it stills, calms. i need this SO much. will you do the same for me? share your senses in the comments?
so much love.
senses shared:
read: "there is more than one way to orphan a child." ~ brennan manning
taste: breakfast for dinner, and the avocado was perfect.
see: exquisite art by my friend janae.
hear: the quietness of an evening home with my husband.
smell: clean laundry
touch: soft skin
think: how am i going to get it all done.
feel: tired and overwhelmed, but hopeful.
oh rain! yes! i know what you mean exactly! it's such a difficult place to be in. i want to write this weekend too...i've had a post brewing for a few days, but i haven't had the time nor the head space to write it. hopefully tomorrow...
ReplyDeleteanyway. senses.
read: "And even suffering and grieving is better than nothing; there is only one thing worse than not being alive, and that's shame." -William Faulkner
taste: steamed broccoli, with nutrients that have been sorely lacking from my diet recently.
hear: right now, nothing buy my typing fingers. and i like that.
smell: pomegranate bubble bath
touch: foamy bubbles
think: when are the bruises on my foot finally going to go away?
feel: weary with a touch of angst, but a quiet hope sneaks in too.
i so enjoy reading others' senses, so thank you for joining in!
ReplyDeleteyes to avocado!
i know the feeling when all seems to come to a halt. i trust that in those times, i am called elsewhere.
Braveheart, I am always inspired by your words ... each syllable. Share your syllables as they come and ever-gently resist expectation. The words of your heart are silently weaving within. {I promise} ♥
ReplyDeleteread: Unless you try to do something beyond what you have already mastered, you will never grow. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
see: beautiful skies with watercolors and ever-changing clouds
hear: the tones of wind chimes outside my window
smell: incense from San Francisco ♥
touch: chenille robe; soft wool socks
think: gratitude for friendships that both accept and change me
feel: a kindred's pain; my pain
thank you for these words of life!
Deleteand for your promise. <3
clinging to that...
xo.
Read: The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits. ~ G.K. Chesterton
ReplyDeleteTaste: Manchego cheese, proof enough that there is a God and He loves me.
Hear: My boys outside, fierce little warriors practicing their "Spartan training".
Smell: The vapors rising from my cup of black tea.
Touch: Smooth, slightly finger-oiled laptop keyboard.
Think: I can . . . I have enough and am enough just for today. And, I think I'll go street surfing with the boys later.
Feel: Right now? I feel like my chest is filled with the good kind of air and I can breathe full.
P.S. I love you, Rain.
and i love you, my Life. <3
Deleteand that was some kick-ass street surfing, i must say!!
I missed you here. A LOT.
ReplyDeleteLoved this so much.
Read:A 'No' uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a 'Yes' merely uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.
Mahatma Gandhi
Hear: Christmas music on the Piano
Smell: Bed sheets, coconut oil and a rose's aroma beside the bed
Touch:Flannel sheets and down filled comforter
Think: My feet still have lumps from rolling my feet so rachel probably won't have her feet back to normal anytime soon:)
See: Soft white covering the earth in a filmy cozy glow. Our first snow since before Christmas.
Feel: Content and overwhelmed. Always a paradox. Unsure.
so much love. xo.
DeleteRead: "There's no need to worry about difficult or easy. Awakening to our true nature is just as it is" {excerpt from a Zen story}
ReplyDeleteHear: "The Winter" by Balmorhea {do go and listen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=viN41AnA0uc}
Smell: Remnants of coffee
Touch: Soft baby cheeks
Think: Why do I ever hold myself back?
See: Blue sky and white earth
Feel: Anticipation and desire
I love this sharing of ourselves, of our senses. I love that this practice builds life into our moments, and also our community, as we touch into each others lives. xo.
i love this building community, too. so glad you *get* that. and the song was beautiful. <3
DeleteRead: the words on this page
ReplyDeleteHear: silence interrupted by the cat's deep intake and exhaling of breath
Smell: bubble bath and incense
Touch: soft skin
Think: tomorrow will be better
See: the flicker of a single white candle
Feel: sadness tinged with hope and release
Like Kmarie, I've missed you here too. xo
aw, thank you so much! it amazes me to be missed sometimes...that my rambling words could mean so much. thank you for this gift. xo.
Deletethere you are : )
ReplyDeletethinking of you....and your beautiful journey...more on that later : )
Read:"Process is more important that outcome. Shen the outcome drives the process we will only ever go back to where we've already been. If process drives outcome we may not know where we're going, but we will know we want to be there." ~Bruce Mau (Incomplete Manifest for Growth #3)
Hear: Mario Bros on the wii played by my nine year old
Smell: the wood burning stove
Touch: my scratchy sweater...time to take it off!
Think: How did I get here?
See: blue skies, white clouds, orange flame, red brick, brown leather couch, carmel lamp shade.....
Feel: Content
Love and Light dear friend
read: "the last battle" by c.s. lewis...the dream is ending, and this is the morning.
ReplyDeletetaste: spring rolls and mangos.
see: the most beautiful piece of art by the dear janae, and SCRUBS on my television for a little humor with the hubby.
hear: my husband's quiet breathing and his occasional laughter
smell: nectarine mint lotion
touch: homemade quilt and bare toes on leather chairs
think: will i be a good mother? or will i fail?
feel: very tired, but so many refreshing breaths of prayer and smiles.
so many blessings to you, precious sister.
I love finding your words here. They sink into my soul and encourage me!
ReplyDeleteread: “When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement." Mary Oliver (When Death Comes)
taste: Richness of coffee.
see: beautiful words from a sacred soul.
hear: The rolling of the laundry in the dryer.
smell: incense burning
touch: chilled from the morning air.
think: Will I get everything done today that I hope yet still enjoy the moments.
feel: Sore from a long run yesterday. Icing my knee and recovering.
i want to spend a day with you soon.
DeleteFirstly... I adore you. <3
ReplyDeleteHave missed your heart, but soooooo understand as well.
How do you put words to things, feelings and experiences that are wordless?
:)
So good to see you! muah!
xo
read: Martha Beck's "Finding your Own North Star"...
“Many people experience their true path not as something that happens to them but as the simultaneous loss of self and complete connection with the universe.”
taste: sipping on a Hansens' cherry vanilla soda with OJ ;)
see: beautiful strangers that I am editing from a photog gig last Tuesday.
hear: wind through the trees outside my door.
smell: my clean hair.
touch: clicky buttons of my computer keyboard
think: thinking about my kids and the wind outside. Hoping they are fairing it well with their allergies.. ha!
feel: hmmmm... hopeful and excited. scared and unsure.
oh sweet amy...you always make my heart smile. thank you for these words. xo
DeleteSenses Shared:
ReplyDeleteread: “Not everyone is going to understand you, or understand your ways. Not everyone is going to understand your heart, your tenderness, your intentions. Not everyone is going to "get" you. Not everyone is going to appreciate you. Not everyone is going to see you, notice you and recognize you. Not everyone is going support you. Beautiful friend, don't let ANY of that stop you. We have got to do the things we know to do, the things our hearts ache to do. We have got to do those things in the ways that only WE can do them, in the ways that are most authentic & most truth-filled for each of us. When we do things from a soul-deep place, we must find our validation from the source of those things -- not from what others on the outside think about what we are doing or how we are doing it. People who do things from their souls SPARKLE and will attract other SPARKLING people. Let it go if there are those who can't stand the brightness of your sparkle. Shine on. And then shine and shine and shine. You were BORN to shine, you were born to sparkle. You are so very loved.” from the Brave Girls' Club
taste: juicy nectarines
see: photos of Paris in Autumn
hear: kookaburras cackling loudly before a storm
smell: garlicky flat bread warm out of the oven
touch: work roughened hands
think: I'm scared
feel: headache easing
i LOVE that quote from the brave girl's club! thank you for sharing it here. <3
Deletemuch love to you, darling.