Gratitude

“The more you connect to Love, the more the Flower of Life grows.”
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Quote by me from vision seen while sungazing yesterday.
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A fews days back, I had an encounter of the human kind that left a mark on my heart and a knot in my stomach. “Mother, my heart cried, I call for your healing touch!” Driving to the Sacred Meeting Place arranged between Mother and I, I lamented how I added to the hurt. “Forgive me. Forgive me! My frustration got away from me and I lost control.” An immediate response came in swift and gentle, “You are forgiven, now forgive yourself.” My heavy heart swooned with relief for once again I was not let down. Tears smarted my eyes and I had to take care not to burst into tears for I was still behind the wheel. 

At the start of my Communion with Mother, you could best describe how I felt by this image,

worn down and so old, yet still life somehow persisted on being anchored deeply within me. Behind me could be seen the brokenness the encounter created, and beckoning behind that, New Life strong and true. Once the brokenness both in spirit and heart are embraced and forgiveness given, that is when I can freely open the now fixed broken fence flying back to Love, lush and teeming with Gifts. 

These healing bouts are far from easy. The razor sharp energetic arrows at times I do not even see coming and before I know what has happened I am pierced through and through. I’ve learned through repetition that I can either stay in that place of pain or move on. I always choose to move on. Always. And this time after letting the pain go, I held Gratitude high in my heart for I knew my own personal triggering signaled to me that something from my past still was festering. It isn’t any more! I dealt with it!

By the end of my Sacred Journey my heart running over with Love and Peace, I became like new in a sunburst of Light.

The sun that day was so bright and clear and pure that just about every frame I shot, came out perfect. I barely did any adjustments in my editing room, which is a rarity. The colors were glowing in that light, crisp, true to “nature”, and my camera’s lens did the rest. Perfection both within and after the Storm of E-motion passed were witnessed by a saucer-eyed photographer with a camera that did not disappoint.

Now let me show you the pictures in between how I first felt when I arrived at this park and how that sunburst mirrored the sparkle and Love once again within me. With some of the pictures, I will be commenting on how I felt or what I did. Please do enjoy!

When a woman my age is outdoors in the cold for hours and the bladder begins to speak, that same said bladder must be attended to. No question. It must! When I arrived at this bridge, my bladder suddenly squawked and I’m like, “Really? Right now? Where exactly do I find a bush here?” I did find a tree behind this fence and did my thang. I relieved the bladder squawk (oh that blessed relief!) and returned to the path in that Wonderland of Blue. 

Mother showed me the shape of a heart. You have to soften your eyes and use your imagination, then you will see what I do. I whispered, “I love you, too, Mother.”

Oh that clear deep blue sky!

This guy really made me work for this shot.

Searching everywhere to get a clear shot, I finally found a tiny clearing in the branches and did my best to shoot through it.

Wowing out loud with this one. Those hills may not look massive to you, but they are!

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