Magic is in the air! It’s been quite a time of letting go and releasing. With all that eclipsing and the new moon, it is as if we’ve just birthed anew. There is so much more to be brought into the world. Perhaps it is as if we’re expecting septuplets! What’s bigger than that? Big magic is in the air! We’re whispering it into being. Only, we’re not content to whisper any more. We’re easily scampering up those trees in full ‘bling’, autumn leaves in our hair, colors dancing before our eyes, magnificent vistas as far as we can see, as we abracadabra magic into being, simply from our knowing and allowing. We receive! In our excitement, we may be tempted to shout from the treetops. There’s no need, though do what ever you please. What wand will you wave? Dare to breathe ✨Magic✨ into being!
Read MoreToday feels like a day to organize, curl up with a book, journal, reflect on what’s to be created next, stroll through the woods… Here are some signs of autumn from my last walk in the woods. Though most leaves are still green and on the trees, these in their autumnal glory surprised me with their vibrant colors and how artfully they had landed on the ground. The fungal variety also never ceases to amaze me, especially this time of year! And of course, there are hearts–love everywhere, and in all the seasons! Oh how I love the woods! What do you love about this time of year wherever you are?
Read MoreContinued from the previous two posts, here are some apple images that caught my eye as I was trying to stay focused on work! The first of three images is of two apples laying right where they fell (on table from tree above). I love the contrast of shriveled dried and ripe apples.
Below, apples naturally speared as they fell on skewer from the tree above.
My eye caught the caterpillar on an apple in a flower pot, and the colors of the three pots.
“A Single Leaf” was created through me on a magical autumn day. Such a deafening crunch of leaves underfoot, as I explored the sun-warmed woods, mesmerized by the leaves as they fell blanketing the autumn ground. I never knew when the next ones would leave limb and float under the deep blue sky. Each leaf partnered with the wind, creating a unique dance as it drifted with grace. Only Mother Nature could choreograph such beauty and wonder. I felt an urge to express the awe I was experiencing. When I went to write it in my iPhone (so much for the Thoreau-like romanticism of sitting on a bed of leaves with paper and pencil), this poem came through me in literally two minutes, a fraction of the time it is taking me to write this blog post. The leaf dance was too unpredictable to capture with my 100mm camera lens, so I settled for this image of a limbed leaf, perhaps contemplating its next journey.
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