Finding A Rhythm

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Today I am sharing with you bits of ideas and hope that I have gleaned from others. I hope these words will also bring a smile to your face and a moment of peace into your life.

I start with a beautiful, illustrated deck of cards from The Faeries Oracle by Brian Froud with text by Jessica MacBeth. There are faces in the trees. Behind an owl, another looks out at me. Sairie, the Faery Godmother, smiles beneath a crown of stars, flowers and branches. Peace and contentment are sent on fairy dust into my home. Everything is shifting, energy is shifting from dreaming to get up and go. “She gives us grace to help us along our way. It might be a little touch of faery dust to lift a mood, it might be a conspicuous miracle, it might be anything in between. She untangles the snarls in our psyches and bestows gifts upon us – whatever she feels we need. Sometimes she gives us choices when we thought we had none.”

From Marie at http://www.notenoughcinnamon.com, a beautiful blog about clean, healthy eating: “Let every hand you didn’t shake be a text-message to a friend who needs company. Every hug you didn’t give, a phone call to a relative who needs comfort.” Social distancing doesn’t have to mean we are all isolated.

When you are able to slow the frenetic pace of this new reality, and move away from the constant bombardment of the daily news, when you start to find a nice rhythm again remember how it feels and use it again tomorrow!

I’m sending virtual hugs to all of you.

Mary

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I see a tree
It won’t leave my mind
What stories are hidden in its branches?
What seeds of creativity are waiting to fall
upon the world in a shower of imagination and playfulness?

If I open the door
will I descend into Alice’s world?
Will the white rabbit and mad hatter await me?
Arrows and names point in all directions
infinite possibility awaits the believer

The tree in inviting
its whimsical appearance
elicits smiles
sparks the mind to embark
on a journey of chance

There are no right or wrong ways
the path is not straight or narrow
Looking upon the tree
one’s eye is directed upward
Spirit soars
Engage in the enchantment