Friday, September 16, 2011

September in Massachusetts

Massachusetts had the most glorious weather today. Yesterday we were sweating in a moody eighty while being supervised by dark grey clouds.

Today; absolute bright blue sky and a sharp coolness that reminds me of when you first step into the ocean.
I love Autumn here. The sun is bright on purpose to highlight the many shades of gold, yellow, orange and rust. I love the surprise of the sun embracing you as you turn a corner, flooding a Summer warmth, as if to say I'm not going away forever. I love seeing pumpkins, saying the word pumpkin, and remembering that we always go to a pumpkin festival this time of year.

I love going out and buying a sunny pot of Mums for my neighbor and I, so that our front doorways smile at one another. Bringing my beloved cardigans and scarves to the front of the wardrobe, knowing that my legs and arms can officially hide, instead of being the odd ones out in the land of t-shirts and shorts.

On Sunday I will sit on the beach, wrapped in a blanket, drink coffee and watch the sea roll in and out.
Its the simple things. The calm things and the peace that I crave this time of year. Time to walk and let footsteps be the only action required. To feel sleepy with the fresh air and to appreciate how nature changes, maybe even inspired to do the same ourselves. Just little by wonderous little.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

It Felt Love

I opened a book at random just now asking for advice. I wanted to share the poem that greeted me.

Did the rose
Ever open it's heart

And give to this world
All its

It felt the encouragement of light
Against its

We all remain




Sunday, September 11, 2011

Peace - 911

Who am I to say anything about the tenth anniversary of 9 11?
Watching the tributes, hearing and reading about the stories I am in awe of humanity.
That there is within people a line to survive and to help, and a line that is to destruct and prove something without care for others. It frightens me that we expect to share the same planet.

With any death, it is both absurd and calming that life continues. That children are born, that seeds are bought to grow and people say I do with hearts full of hope and love.

Personally, this year, I am understanding more about peace. Inner, world, quiet, pudding, prize or movement.
I want it all.

Anyone who has been effected with a loss because of 9 11 - my love and respect reaches to you.
Nothing makes any sense apart from that.

For my Universe

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