playful

freeform haiku

emerge nonfiction

the bliss of discovering

which book will find me

~mh

heightened perspective

I got invited to go flying!

A glimpse 'from where I was'...

 my friend and her pilot friend, who was a most

delightful and generous guide.

 The Bay of Fundy at low tide.

Did you know the Bay of Fundy has the highest tides in the world?

Around 50 feet!

As the tides flow in they wind deep into the valley.

Doesn't this look like an inviting place

to go to university?

Amethyst is found on these cliffs.

I felt calm just looking at them.

People can and do hike along here,

mindful of course of the tide schedule.

At high tide only some of the tips will be visible.

can you see the love in the air...

♥

This was my first time experiencing a small plane flight and I am so grateful for the opportunity. I met my new friend at a retreat last month, and we connected instantly when we found out about our common trait of high sensitivity. I have been so appreciating her friendship, and on this particular day was inspired by her direct, unapologetic, yet respectful way of stating a need. People with high sensitivity experience stimuli on a deep level, not generally outwardly apparent to others. I was so excited about this experience, yet felt slightly overwhelmed by all of the new-ness. Not to mention the added challenge of a noisy airplane and wearing headphones with a persnickety microphone. About 10 minutes into the flight, my friend simply said to our pilot (they have known each other for over ten years and he is not a hsp) that although pointing out particular sights is appreciated, she and I are both hsp's and also need to take in some silence while enjoying the sights. After that, there was a nice balance, like the tide, a natural ebb and flow of information and pleasant conversation without the need for 'fillers'.

 breathtaking expanse...

other goings-on at the airport that day.

perhaps next time!

she rocks

and she rolls...

♥

 

thirty-nine

I think I'll embrace

turning thirty-nine

in equine fashion

and proclaim that

I am now

"in my fortieth year"

instead of waiting

a whole year to

feel

and allow

the  

excitement and

anticipation

of this

milestone

to come

alive

in my being,

embodying

more fully

who I am.

today.

mindful that

life is a garden

not a road

leading somewhere.

somewhere is now.

♥

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"The moment one gives close attention to anything,

even a blade of grass,

it becomes a mysterious,

awesome,

indescribably magnificent
world in itself."

~Henry Miller

the grace of david whyte...

SOMETIMES

Sometimes
if you move carefully
through the forest

breathing
like the ones
in the old stories

who could cross
a shimmering bed of dry leaves
without a sound,

you come
to a place
whose only task

is to trouble you
with tiny
but frightening requests

conceived out of nowhere
but in this place
beginning to lead everywhere.

Requests to stop what
you are doing right now,
and

to stop what you
are becoming
while you do it,

questions
that can make
or unmake
a life,

questions
that have patiently
waited for you,

questions
that have no right
to go away.

~ David Whyte ~

(Everything is Waiting for You)

The thought-provoking poet David Whyte considers
what we should be asking ourselves--
especially when we least want to
confront our own answers...

(gr)attitude

could it be, that...

gratitude

is actually a

sense of

heightened awareness of

our connection

to everything else ?

does Gratitude
*flow more freely*
when we break out of the

small, self-centered point of view

that gratitude arises from a feeling of

indebtedness,

and become aware

and appreciate

that through the
labors and intentions
and even the simple

existence

of an inconceivably large number of

people,

animals,

plants,

weather patterns,

chemical reactions, and other

nuanced occurrences,

we have been given the

miracle

that is our life?

i don't know.

but it seems to me that
there is

truth

in this
incredible

interconnectedness.

and it is my experience that
through active awareness,

gratitude can be

cultivated

into the attitude.

♥

you can't have something...

without nothing

.

without

space,

you couldn't have anything

solid

.

nothing

is what brings

something

into

*focus*

.

and

nothing is more

fertile

than

*emptiness*

.

~Alan Watts

And forevermore no discussion

about nothing will be complete without including

Seinfeld,

in my humble opinion,

a brilliant show about...

well, you can't have nothing

without something,

but what a hilarious way to

(en)lighten up about the

human experience of it all...

.

something and nothing

are inter-connected

 as Watts says,

in a marvelous system of

WIGGLES...

so go ahead,

dare to live

*your*

*unique*

shimmy-shake!

♥