My heart blooms like a mandala
kaleidoscope of colors gleaned
from these wise and blessed surroundings.
Each step a prayer,
every breath an inward swirl of
I brought my better understanding
To the tree light of the sun porch
Or did it bring my understanding back to me?
My new favorite, cozy hidey-hole is located in this sweet woodsy cabin near the lake in Cascade, Idaho. I’ll be holding my first retreat of 2020 there January 9-12. Want to join me?
Click here to learn more about the Bliss Camp Winter Retreat for Women!
Meditative moment: join me in the glowy glory of this golden aspen grove near McCall, Idaho.
The way the sun, bold and bare in the crisp cotton sheet of blue sky
Warms the leaves of the aspen trees and makes the very air glow
Runs over my taut senses like a heavy gentle settling; my breath crackles up my sternum and out to meet the silence
And on the exhale I am gathered
In the shared woven roots that sustain their contented height
The branches of my lungs meld and weave in rhythm with the centered breath of this communion
And the aspen trees sigh without concern, pleasantly held in this Autumn moment as they release their weightless leaves, one at a time
The veins and spines detaching to mulch in the sacred promise of the grove
a blister, a blossom
caught in a toss-up of floundering somdays
and what-ifs and sighs
should she be sheepishly slipping
through time lapses
waiting for someone to see her through
leap, they say,
dare, why not try, take a chance
don't let a daunting debacle derail you!
have faith, they say,
answer your innermost divas
who cling to your apron strings yearning for glory
for knowledge of simple abundance
of all that is promised
within dreaming hopers
"do it" life whispers,
on breath laced with pearls of
unlimitless guidance from
okay, i will.
®Emily Nielsen, 2014
November is white-blue speckled with brown-rust,
The sun a bold and fuzzy white eye glaring luridly
on scabbed brown squares of frosted earth
Brittle leaves break quickly from bare scaly branches
and gather in windblown heaps among the limp garden beds
by Emily Nielsen
"I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition."
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