Wild Woman Living

Inspiration is such a beautiful thing! Especially when we become one of the primary sources of our own inspiration. It's like sharing. The more I can be inspired from my own dreams, the more I am inspired by others-rather then being jealous and wondering, "Why didn't I do that? Why isn't that me?" The answer is: It's not me! I am me, you are you, we are all unique and are all beautiful expressions of ourselves. We all consist of the same primary emotions, like primary colors, and it is how we blend and infuse ourselves that we create the most spectacular rainbow of our own self-expression. Celebrate your own dreams, visions, inspirations, quirks, colors, emotions, expressions. Then celebrate others. When I hide from my dreams and inspirations, then I am afraid and sitting in my own limitations, my world becomes blue and grey and sometimes black and dull. When I follow the dreams of my heart the way a sunflower follows the sun, I am alive and in full color. Even when the day is overcast and grey without my doing. My song is being sung, my art is being crafted, and inspiration and I are one.

Wild Woman Living

Life is beginning

More and more each day as I

Let it create me

Savoring the steps 

It leads me down as I look

Beyond my limits

Accepting the call 

Of the wild, my dreams now

Become my whole life

I live fearless, love

Fiercely, celebrate

Life authentically

Hoping to create 

Inspiration in others

To follow their dreams

Sandcastles in my Heart and a Love Song

Tonight I was reminded again of the strength, courage, and freedom in choosing from my heart. Choosing from my heart is like listening and trusting my intuition. There is no agenda, curriculum, fear, overcompensation, weakness, insecurity.... There is only the Divine presence of Love. And Truth. 

I have fallen in love with the universal connection of us all and want to write us a love song. I want to sing it and dance to it and laugh at the parts that may be off key, not a care in the world other than rejoicing in the song. I want to fly in the beauty of our spirits and look into our eyes to reflect the love that is within all of us-that is all of us. I want to take my light and wash away the muddy windshields that are obstructing the views that allow us to see ourselves clearly. I want to hold hands and play "Ring Around the Rosie" dressed up like fairy princesses (and princes) with May Pole ribbons and laugh until the tears of joy and silliness replace those of pain and judgment. I want to run with the inner child in all of us and remember that our Spirit will always prevail. 

So let's do it, okay? Give your heart permission to take the lead. Don't hold back. Love yourself completely. Then we can completely love. And play like kids again. Or for some of us, play like kids for the first time...because it's never too late to have the joyful childhood we've always dreamed of. We are just wearing bigger bodies.     

The Oneness in Totality

Wading on the shores

Of everything

I watch the ripples

Head towards the horizon

While the waves

Crash on the shore

And I sense the totality

Of it all

Suspended in choice

Do I look outward

To see where I may go?

Or do I look down

To see where I’ve crashed?

Do I look back

To see where I’ve been?

Each moment and choice

Like the grains of sand

In which to build

The sandcastles

Of my desires.

For the totality

And I

Are one.