Dreaming With Eyes Wide Open

Dreaming

I am floating on the water, seeing some currents in front of me and I am ready to speed through them, but then I decide to just lift off and fly with the speed of light over this beautiful river. Admiring the different shades of blue, green and sometimes turquoise of it. I fly above the river, following its path until it reaches the ocean.

I keep flying above the water, just high enough to not touch it. Underneath me, the waves form this beautiful white foam; some of them come dangerously close to me! But I manage; I can go higher just in time to not clash with them.

I go up, like a rocket, straight up until I touch the white cloud with my finder tips. The sun is changing its color while I stay up there for a while, watching how the beautiful warm yellow changes in deeper colors, orange, gold, red, and dunks everything around it into a layer of gold and red. What a beautiful and amazing spectacle of nature. How calming, how soothing and so stunning. I watch and enjoy and try to see all the different shades of all those amazing colors. And I think, only nature can be so beautiful!

I move on, chasing the daylight after watching the sun set in one part of the world and its beautiful play with all kind of colors. I move on to another corner of this planet, where I spot a rainbow. I slide down a rainbow, only to fly straight up again and then I let myself drop, fall, and go deeper and deeper until I dive into the ocean.

It’s okay; I can breath under the water. I speed through a swarm of fish, and then I stop at a coral reef and for a short time admire all the colors. I go on and join a pot of dolphins on their journey, join them as the jump out of the water, spin with them, swim with them, have fun with them, hold on to their dorsal fin and let them pull me. I feel like a little child! I am having so much fun! And I cannot concentrate on one thing. There are so many beautiful things going on down here and I want to see it all.

Look, a turtle! She seems so calm! I sit down on her shell and let her carry me along for a little while. I look around and enjoy. Until I see the whale! I have to go over and join this group! There are so many! They are so big, so majestic, so beautiful and so calm. They sing and I sing a long. We all breach and play in the water. And while I breach, I decide to leave the ocean and start flying again. And I think only nature can be so majestic!

I join a seagull for a little while but then leave her and join an eagle and with him, I go back to the land. I decide to go my own way again. I keep flying just above the sand and follow this long stretch of beach until it sort of gets boring. I turn, change direction, head inland, flying over mangroves, then swamps, then what seems like a rainforest, until I reach a desert.

It is hot. Still, I am fast enough so it keeps cooling me down. The desert is so quiet, peaceful unforgiving. I like it but I want something different. So I change direction again. I am flying over a very different landscape now. It is green and fresh, with big boulders everywhere and finally in front of me, there is a huge mountain. On top it is covered in snow. I want to go there! And I think only nature can be so diverse!

Snow… I am above the snowfield now. It sparkles in the sun, like thousands and thousands of diamonds or stars underneath me. I spin and let my fingers glide softly over the fresh layer of snow. It’s cold but so beautiful.

I decide to slow down. I stop. There is a snowflake and I want to look at it in slow motion. It spins slowly and I watch. I admire the beautiful shape of it. How very beautiful.

But I want to go on, there is still so much more to see. So I fly on and spin and fly straight up again, only to let me drop again. Enjoying this feeling of the free fall. Then, right before I hit the ground, I pull up and keep flying just above ground again. I see all sorts of animals on my journey and I admire them. They are beautiful and so strong. And I think only nature can be so pretty!

I want to go back to the dolphins, so I head back to the ocean and a little voice in my mind goes “look”…”look”…”look”… “Mommy!”

What? Mommy? What? Oh!

“Mommy! Look! I found a beautiful shell!”

Which brings me back to the real world. I was dreaming. Sitting in the sand, on the beach while my kids were looking for some shells. Dreaming with my eyes wide open… Oh how very beautiful and refreshing :-)…

This post was inspired by Living The Dream. Thank you for that

My Message in a Bottle

To whomever finds my message:

I have filled this bottle with Love, Peace, Patience, Compassion, Empathy, Gratitude, Beauty, Forgiveness and Kindness.

I believe that when we sow the seed of these ideas with words and plant them in the soil of life and add water and sunlight, we can grow Peace.  Peace is the trunk of the Tree of Life.

If, every day, every person performed one Peaceful act, shared beauty with one other person, shared forgiveness with one who needs it, then we would have the beginnings of the Peace we need.

Every day that you touch someone else with kindness, with compassion and peace, you make an imprint on their heart and on their soul that will gradual help them find their way to a life lived in peaceful harmony with everyone in the world.

This could erase racism, sexism, ageism, all forms of bigotry and the violence that comes from it.

There are people who are haters, and bullies.  These people need our kindness and empathy perhaps more than other people, because bullying comes from insecurity and troubled minds and the inability to know how to be kind.

Statistically, 97% of American families are dysfunctional to some degree.  But what I know and have experienced is that with self-compassion, self-understanding, self-love, everyone can learn to grow beyond what traumatized or hurt them, and continue on their way to a life filled with kindness and peace.

You may know someone who has had a very difficult life, and you can make a difference in their life by living your peace, your empathy, your forgiveness, your gratitude, and they can learn from your example and from living within the light of your being.

After a while, someone who carries darkness and hatred and negativity and violence within themselves can be changed by the daily dose of gratitude, love, acceptance, peace, empathy, and kindness that touches their heart and soul even if they don’t want it to.  These gifts are much stronger than the negativity within any soul.

Please open my bottle and spread the contents around.  You won’t be sorry.

May peace fill all of your lives.

 

Namaste,

Barbara

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Bottle floating on the Ocean. Charcoal drawing by Barbara Mattio Copyright 2009

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Where Did I Go? (7 MACROS)

Senses a’spinnin’
head a’whirl
mouth a’gapin’
finger a’dancin’ …
 
– The Lines,  the Colors,  the BEAUTY –
 
the Amazement,  the Wonder,  the Absolute 
“Pinch me!  Is this a’happenin’?”
 
Just what Faerie Path
was I led on this time?
 
WOW!
 

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Photography/Poem 2014©AmyRose

(Photos taken at a local park. For the most part, I have no idea what these are. I just know they blew me away as the Master Artist once again displayed Her Incredible Talent to me.)

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE MAGIC JUST AS MUCH AS I DID!

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The Call of Nature

appreciating natureLately, I’ve been hearing the call of nature. Fortunately, I decided to listen.

 

I’ve missed my dear friend. During the winter, when nature is in hibernation, I find it harder to make the connection. I still feed the birds, take walks and look at the sleeping trees, but it is harder to sense the aliveness that lies dormant, ready to return in the miracle of spring.

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I continue to find both big and little joys in nature. My love for nature started as a child, playing in the yard, finding birds, butterflies, insects and other critters in attendance. I let this connection go fallow for much of my teens and twenties.

And then reconnected during my grand adventures traveling around the country in my VW Westfalia van. During this time, my passion for nature truly blossomed. I was so inspired and in awe of the beauty that I found in our National Parks, that I began photographing in hopes of sharing the beauty and joy.

This passion led to a joy for photographing nature which has been rekindled on my blog. Though now days, I am more focused on communicating beauty and joy with words. Writing seems to be a harder medium for me to translate my joy than photography. But sometimes, I re-create or even create new beauty with my words. Then I feel a deep satisfaction. With photography, I see beauty, feel the awe and snap a picture in hopes of capturing the essence of what I am experiencing. Although photos are only a two dimensional representation of beauty, we could debate their ability to translate light and energy.

Sometimes when I take pictures while feeling connected, my photos seem to convey more than a simple image. I wonder if other photographers have this experience. I would love your perspective. And clearly nature is calling me to connect more deeply, whether via photos, writing, walking or simply appreciating.

Another period of great joy, was a time when I sat on my porch to watch the sunset nearly every evening. This became my time to settle, be quiet, relax my mind and body, and simply be. Feelings of deep peace and joy usually came bubbling up through me. This ritual became my solace during a time of great challenges.

Lately, tending my garden, smelling the flowers and noticing the amazing variety of flowers blooming right in my yard, is a treat for the senses. And a great source of little joys. Or the gorgeous blue jay that just landed on the chair outside my window. 🙂

Here are a couple of posts that inspire me to communicate my love for nature in words. Maybe not as eloquently as Jack London in Call of the Wild, but hopefully as pure and heart felt. Like the quote in Luanne’s post, communication is a translation. Words and pictures can make poor translations at times, but as writers we continue to attempt the conversation.

  • Patty de Lloas writes about the solace and connection to be found walking in woods.
  • Luanne Armstrong describes her farm life and how it has taught her to notice and ponder nature in a deeper way. She questions what is communication and what is intelligence.

We might be underestimating the powers, beauty and intelligence of nature.

What do you think? I’d love to hear how nature calls and touches you………Excuse me, nature is calling me with birds chatting outside my window. It’s time to answer the call of nature. See you next post!

 

 

 

Writing to Freedom

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Day 249 In the Pursuit of Love (Look)

sunsetIf you must look for beauty outside yourself… be prepared to find it warms your heart.

smileyfaceIf your life is a tangled mess … joy is just on the other side waiting to greet you.

wildflowerlakenIf you think that life is boring and routine…seek out the diverse and the wild.

monarchgranbyIf you’re staring at your feet in shame or despair… take a moment to notice the beauty just there.

bumblebeepollenIf your job is too busy … rest a moment in nature’s embrace.

cattailRemember that each thought is a seed that will drift on the wind landing where it may … may all thoughts be seeds of love and joy and peace.

Why would we need any other kind?

Love,

Colleen

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Open Your Eyes

Open Your Eyes, Spring, poetry, NaMoWriPo

 

I offer mother earth my thanks

for treasure beyond money in banks

trees bursting with flowers aglow

the springtime magic show

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birds sing, flit and mate

their partners happy and sate

april showers steady and rife

nourishing the hidden seeds of life

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once again the miracle of birth

hidden treasures from the earth

tendrils reach to the sky

lift up your third eye

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let the majesty of spring

make your heart sing

open your mind

beauty and grace combined

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say goodbye to strife

allow beauty into your life

be still and know

life is all aglow

 

 

My the beauty of nature touch your soul and inspire you to love, protect and enjoy this precious planet.

 

Writing to Freedom

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50 Things I’ve Learned in 50 Years…#15

#15. “Nature is amazing.”

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A field

That’s all it took to enchant me

I have never returned

From the sound of the crickets

Blades  of green tickles

Or the smell of rain on the path

The path I walked

To school, to play, to think

The path I rode

My bike and my Honda 70

Over the bumps

Around that curve

Slowing down for sure

Because nothing’s for sure

Being cautiously crazy

Carelessly  stable

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In the 70’s, life was about what we did. We DID things…without gadgets in our hands. We made things. We made things up. We looked for things. We found things. We entertained ourselves and created our own life, without Google and a status shuffle.

Playing outside was the key to our happiness as children.  We felt the wind, touched the grass, skinned our knees and burned our faces in the sun…without sunscreen.

Nature was part of my childhood. It fired up my curiosity and my imagination. Taking a walk in the field near our home gave me ideas. There was a large crater like hole surrounded by tall grass, which became a hideout. There were plants to identify and dissect. There were bugs to put in mason jars and tiny toads to capture in my cupped hands.

I always set them free.

September 2011 796There were trails in the field and my younger brother took to them fearlessly with various dirt bikes, deliberately catching air over mole hills.

I admired him. I admired him so much that I wanted to be the only girl in the neighborhood to ride a mini bike. After all, a girl can only force Barbie to try on so many of those silly plastic shoes.

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The trees I climbed, the wild raspberries I picked and ate, everything I saw and touched in that field is still with me today. I was blessed by nature. I need it to nourish my soul, calm my mind and recharge my body.

If you find the time to go for a walk…..stop.

Look.

Listen.

Nature comes to you when you are still.

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Cairn for the Sea

Cairn, Ocean, Beach

What offering can we leave the sea?
It has no need of you or me.
The moon can draw forth the waves,
but you and I are but slaves.

Inner anxieties diminish and worries
Lessen in the ocean’s furies.
Peaceful watching the water’s play
Is how I would spend my day.

And yet some sign of thanks are needed
For the peace and joy received.
One of us begins to stack a tall cairn of stone,
With each large rock lifted, a groan.

Each helps and with our effort, fixed on creating beauty
We fulfill our remaining duty,
To show our appreciation for this untamed land
Which gives peace and makes lives grand.

Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham

Note: I dedicate this post to the Artists for Peace, who are trying to make the world more peaceful, one beautiful piece of art at a time. We need more art, more peace, and less war and violence. The first link will lead you to their page of topics, the one for this August being friendship. I chose a topic of thankfulness, because I am thankful for our earth, and I wish to be its friend. I would like to spread a love for our earth’s wild places.

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