Neon Sunrise

I was awakened early this morning to bright sun light shining on my face through a sliver of space between the closed drapes. I opened the door of my motel room to take a look and saw the sun blazing orange welcoming me back on my first morning in my hometown in almost a year. I don’t remember the last time I saw the sun rise, much less glowing neon orange.

I grabbed my camera and went out to capture it in all its glory before old Sol settled back into his everyday golden-yellow hue. There is something so sacred to me about being outside, connected with nature, while the rest of the world is sleeping. This morning I was awed by my good fortune due in part to my having changed rooms twice yesterday when I checked in and ultimately ended up in a room that faces east.

They say God is in the details. I love it when I’m awake enough to notice some of those miraculous little things that happen all the time.

Peace Be With You

 

Silent night, holy night… Peace of mind begins in the heart. A peaceful soul blesses the hearts of many.

Peace, peace, peace. No need to keep pace, to keep up, to catch up, to catch on. Just be and bask in the in-breath that fills you, body and soul, with the inspiration of life, the exhale that lets it all go, releasing into ease in the moment

Peace; at ease in the moment, in your body, in the exact place you find yourself, without reservation or judgment or doubt. At ease with the person you’ve become; content that regardless of mistakes or appearances, all is well.

Your life is a sacred journey. There are no mistakes. Missed opportunities only open other doors. Blessings stand at the ready when we relax into the peaceful flow of all we are.

May peace be with you, today and always.

Cosmic Diamond Ring

Cosmic Diamond Ring

The Sun, Earth and Moon unite

To dance a dance of Divine delight

Potential and promise

In starburst glowing gold

Natural magic unseen by human eyes

Far beyond our imaginings

There, all the same

 

Cosmic music plays a love song

One we each know by heart

Coded in our genes

Written in the stars

Keeping us in time

A melody unheard by human ears

Always and ever present

There, all along

 

Love in all its guises

Beats the Universal drum

The very heart of the Universe

Pounds a steady pulse

Rhythm of the stars

Calls us back to now

Into the precious present

Here, where we belong

 

The truth written in the stars lives within the heart. As above, so below. As within, without. We have lived so long beside ourselves hoping someday to go home. It seems the time is here and now. It’s safe to come back home. Home is not another place it isn’t out there somewhere. Home is a tucked inside the heart where all is safe and warm. It isn’t what you thought it was, it isn’t a mystery. It is simply letting go of all you thought it might be. Letting go and giving up the tricks and traps and rules. At home you are free to do as you choose.

It was never about being good enough or right or careful or wise. Home holds its doors out wide—come on in, you decide. Home is the one place you can always go, you’re always welcome and always known. At home you don’t have to be special or good, who you are is understood. You can catch your breath and take a break and rinse off the debris of the day. You can kick off your shoes and take off your tie and sit before the fire with a good glass of wine.

At home you are seen and known and heard, there’s nothing you need to do. You can hear your heart and discover your rhythm and live the way you choose. At home you are free of the trappings; the shoulds, hows and wherefores all cease. You can let go of all the believing and simply let yourself BE.

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I wonder if the longing to belong is universal, or if it’s just me. I longed to belong for decades, it seems. In the places where belonging should have been a given I felt I was from an alien nation. I moved away from everyone who loved me and stood my ground and longed for family. The insanity of wanting something I had and not being able to have it was beyond my ability to deal with for many years so I did my best to overcome it. I pretended it didn’t matter. I looked for something else, another place that felt familiar and where I could belong. I never found it, though. Not out there.

It finally came together when I had lived long enough and cried hard enough and grieved through enough to release all of the pain and misunderstanding that kept me from belonging to myself. Once I began to let go of who other people thought I should be or rather, how I presumed other people thought I should be and began paying attention to my feelings and my heart I discovered my home. And once I did it all came together; well, not immediately, but for the first time belonging was no longer an issue. I knew it was okay for me to just be and suddenly it was okay for others to just be, too. I no longer had to judge them or control them or explain anything to them. I could just be and they, magically, accepted me.

The whole world changed for me. Finally, I could go anywhere I wanted and be okay regardless of who was there or what was going on. Now the very family I fled all those decades ago are there for me. All is forgiven. I now belong. It was never really about them. Once I belonged to me I was free to be.

(c) 2006 Jodi Flesberg Lilly