Visual Journey 48
Mud, Snow, Rivers & Green
Spring in Northern Maine… Snow, some mud, rain, snow, more mud and a fox!
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Some of my favorite things:
Meditation
Heart Focused Metta Meditation with Ajahn Achalo on insight timer. Listen to it here. I love his stories too.
“May We Be Well, May We Be Happy. May we give to the extent that we can.”
-Ajahn Achalo.
Learn more about his life and work by visiting, Peace Beyond Suffering.
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Writing
Community Poems with
. Beautiful to build poems with others all over the world.Our Presence
In this moment, drifting roots descend, soft earth yields to whispering tides, depth unfolds to light.
All is imperfectly perfect perfect.
I walked and missed and fog as the surf crashed to the shore
With each breath, I asked the wind where are you going when you leave me?
Within, where darkness waits to settle, in the womb of truth,
only to integrate.
In this moment, I breathe in the darkness and my roots to send, unfolding through this warm earth-so forgiving-
As I saw to nurture roots steep within my soul. They teach us patients.
In kind, we give, and in kind, we receive, but always, we are – here – with what is, even when the unimaginable happens.
Finally free of what has tethered me, synchronicity appears to abandon the chains around my heart.
Open to receive the blessings, in this moment, and the next, we dance between joy and sorrow, light and shadow, finally listening.
I am safe, I am home, I am enough.
I finally let go – what I thought I needed, but I thought I wanted,
What I spent a lifetime striving for.
Still, the shell is hollow.
I quake in these caverness depths, knowing my trembling is a remedy for the body,
knowing these depths are my home.
-Written By Sez Substack community
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Music
Guiding my yoga practice.
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Books
Walking In This World By Julia Cameron. Morning pages are expansive.
A Time of Gifts By Patrick Leigh Fermor. First in the series of three.
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Art I’ve been making:
I watched four wild turkeys cross the road and meander off into the woods. Drew them later from memory with colored pencil. Sitting beside a linocut on fabric of the green plants that are soon coming.
A muddy trail. Pastel and crayon.
Things that will be colorful. Ink, pen and fabric.
My painting inspired by John’s photo. He perfectly captured the dusting of snow in early morning light, fresh buds and the slight red on the bird.
A patch of trees I walk by often. They were looking particularly gray and raw in the cold bite of March winds. A crow, quite large, sat in the tree.
Some scraps and thoughts.
For my watercolor tutorial this week I was inspired by John’s photo of the Penobscot River in Medway, Maine. The water never warms, always a cold swim.
Lia on the scent of something…
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Next week I will have workshop updates and lots of pictures! So much creative inspiration from others!
The light in me honors the light in you. The divine in me bows to the divine in you. In this place, we are one.
Thank you for being a part of this creative work. I appreciate your restacks, hearts and comments as it all helps to push our collective, creative energy out into the world!
XXX Char
**Join us for Beneath Open Skies my guided watercolor tutorial. Inspired by
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On my walks.