dissolving

roots

lines and leaves

I took a break from running errands today to walk in the rain along the Charles River. I am so fortunate to have so many green spaces and paths so near to home, each with its own feel. I just have to remember to make the time to stop and appreciate them.

trees

When I Am Among The Trees

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”

-Mary Oliver

blue and gold

There was shimmering gold dancing on the surface of the pond, thanks to a few birch leaves that are still holding on to the branches.

escaping reality

For just a moment.
Wishing the leaves back on the tree.

soft

fall layers

pause

Today was one of those fall days that’s so beautiful it almost hurts. Warm, but fresh and clear, with an immense blue sky.

It’s so tempting to want time to stop, but the beauty of these days comes only from the recognition that time is passing.  Stopping for a minute and noticing the golden leaves and the wispy clouds is all I can do.

melt

A gentle reminder to myself: you won’t melt in the rain, so go out and enjoy.

noticing

Sometimes I feel that perhaps I’m the only crazy person who gets swept up noticing things like the way water beads up on kale leaves.

I’m really hoping it’s not true.

making peace

A message came to me from the universe this morning:

It’s time to make peace with myself.

To pay attention to what I want, what I need, what I like, what I feel, and just be comfortable with it. Without trying to override or change. Just allowing these things to be what they are.

I’m not sure exactly how to go about this, but noticing is a good place to start. Making peace with what captures my attention.

Allowing the dandelions to be enough. Because they make me smile.