There's magic in the air!!!

                                      

 October brings the gypsy wind 

       stirring longings and memories 

 The rustling of the leaves talks to the heart, 

healing ancient wounds and promising beautiful tomorrows. 

Listen to the wind - her tales are filled with magic. © smh

Balance

Hello everyone...

Here we are in a recession, and I am working on overload.  So wanting a rest... but... things are cyclical, and I am more than grateful for my work and for my wonderful clients.

Massage is very rewarding, but... soooooo tiring... so this leads me to the video I am posting.  This is my challenge.  I am not nurturing the creative side of me... and... as we all know.... this leads to major dissatisfaction.   I have always craved balance between spiritual practice, creative, social and work... If I do not have at least these... life gets so out of balance.  However, lately it has been eat, sleep, work  which leads to an occasional expression of....Oh Lordy... I just don't want to move ha ha....... and so it has been.

However, I am really focused on changing this routine, and getting balance... Finding time sounds like time is hiding behind the mantle, so I prefer to say allowing time - scheduling time - prioritizing time  to do the things that fill my heart. Mind you, I am not complaining... in fact I am thrilled that my work is flowing so well, and how happy I am in that area... but... big sigh... There is the art, the beading, the cooking, the yoga, the sewing, all tugging at my heart.  I stiffly struggled with my first day back at Yoga today!!! and how many times have I said... I should never never ever stop this practice... and... life becomes overwhelmingly busy and I do.

 Luckily I live in a place that is filled with the beauty of nature, and have wonderful animals and birds around me... and my place of work also is in a place of extraordinary natural beauty, so that uplifts my spirit.  

Travel also is tugging at my heart.  So many places.. to discover and enjoy... so... plans for next year include a couple of my favorite places to be revisited to revive my spirit and soul longings. 

After that long introduction - below is the video.  I think we owe it to ourselves to cherish and nourish our creative selves.  To allow our creativity to grow and to share the beauty of our talents. 

Feathers

I like to pick up feathers when I find them.

I  think of them as a gift.

These are mostly Wild Turkey feathers.

Mother and Child - The Four Legged Kind!!!

She brought her young one
to the creek in front of my
house for a cool drink.
  By her look of pride
I think she just strolled
 on by to show me
her beautiful
creation!!!


You know how Mothers are!!!

She was a little shy,
and looked at me from a distance
.. such beauty. 

Time Flies and Sand Flies

Ok... who wants sand flies... ha ha... not I...It has been a long time since I have posted.  Firstly out of respect for the people living with the devastation that occurred due to the New Zealand earthquakes, then reeling from the horrifying tragedy of Japan I found I could not bring myself to post anything frivolous.  The earth changes just kept  happening, one after another, and close to home were the horrendous tornados that caused such destruction in Alabama.   However, it is important to keep energy flowing, and I will continuing posting.

Here are a couple of suggestions of things to do to occupy yourself while relaxing on the beach this summer...  ha ha... Wow... these people are talented!!!!

Every Now and Then

I rarely bake cakes, just every once in a while.

But this one... well... it looked mighty fine  and 

tasted as good as it looked. 

Cream Cheese Apple Cake with Cinnamon and Sugar..
Yum! 

Winter Art - Mother Nature

I went to my windows this morning to see how much snow 

had fallen during the night, and I was greeted with this beautiful sight.   

Mother Nature just can't help herself.  

She just splashes color, design and beauty everywhere.

I am so glad I could capture this beautiful art.

 In a very short time, the sun had warmed the windows, 

and my beautiful ice curtains had melted.