Category: Mindfulness
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My Soles, My Soul
My favorite shoes areNOTshoes at allbutthe soles of my feetthat have carried me throughlifethus far. These soles greetHELLOto Mother Earth aswaves have lapped,sand has caked,grass has tickled,pebbles have poked,earth hastoughened. These solesCONDUCTearth’s magnetism, elements, vitaminsinto my bodyproducingbalance,peace,vitality. These soles areFOUNDATIONof strengthas I strikeWarrior 2,Dancer,Treeawakening my inner power tomeet,breathe,engagechallenges. These soleswith all theirtenderness,callouses,scarsareMY SOUL-truly just me.
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Was that Message Written Just for Me?
The heavens speaking positive power directly to me With message chalked by trail My soul will be open. Did you ever just feel like heaven is trying to reach you? I was struggling emotionally for a few days. So when I noticed sunshine out the window, I forced myself to get up and go for…
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All that a Tree Offered Me
Nestling between two large tree roots, I lean into the supportive trunk as sunlight dances through the leaves illuminating my closed eyelids with passes of lightness. My heart rate slows to match the living pulse of the tree as its energy transmits to my soul relaxing, releasing and replenishing me. Being wrapped in the coziness…
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The After Tears
The storm has rolled out, an ordinary calm carries in on its coattails. All looks right in the world until a subtle rustle and plink-plopping of the after tears reveal the traumatic remnants of the deluge. Rain was forecasted to continue in an hour or so. A storm had just rolled through and at the…
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Remembering the Gift of Morning
Each awakening, one deep inhale is filling my body with a newness, a readiness, a gift of freshness to welcome the new day. No lugging of worries or doubt, hanging over from turbulent slumber. Mysteriously whisked away placed into a releasing exhale in molecules fading into the heavens. Your mind influences your waking body’s perception…
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Little Gift of Joy
Wispy green labyrinth Tiny yellow flower blooms Little gift of joy While doing yoga in my backyard this morning, I arched up into Cobra pose and my eyes were at the perfect level to notice a small yellow flower. It was being overtaken by the long blades of grass that desperately need to be cut.…
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The Blessing of Found Time
The To Do List was absolutely packed today. The pressure of completing that list by the deadline of Thursday was felt as soon as I opened my eyes this morning. My mind was racing trying to figure out how to fit it all in. My heart was racing from the stress induced adrenaline pumping through…
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A Rhythmic Meditation
Row!! Legs push forcefully, Body hinges back, Arms pull, Paddle drives through the water, Feather the oar, Body slides forward slowly, Recover the energy, Row!! and Row!! and Row!! and Row!! This past week I was able to row for the first time on the water in a boat of 8. It was absolutely lovely…
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Transformative Transportation
Kicking my leg over my seat, Placing my foot on the pedal, Pushing off, Pedaling away, Rolling down the street… cool morning air freshens my lungs, sunbeams illuminate the flowering dogwood trees, lilac perfume wafts on the breeze, dogs bark “Good Morning”, Pulling into my school’s driveway, Parking my bike, Locking it on the rack,…
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Backyard Yoga
Lying outside on comfy yoga mat warm breeze skimming over face as mind quiets, stills during shavasana breath of spring inhaled, body releasing and grounding, Connecting to the sustaining life pulse of our planet- namaste #VerseLove Day 11- Lines In My Prime Prompt -Compose a poem about an abstract concept using prime numbers for syllable…