…under the pier.
Some of us can't even fit under the pier,
but others
lead us there…
Aden under the St. Augustine Beach Pier that more than once upon a time had water under it and will probably soon again, if the ocean has her way.
What to do with the unlovable parts of ourselves?
Try as we might, we can't run away or separate ourselves from our shadows.
What happens if we sit and stay, like a good dog that wants to jumpandrunaround so badly,
but we sit and we stay, and we don't look away?
The poets say that's when the light gets in.
And it's true.
If we can love ourselves in our worst moments, then we are that much closer to just about everyone on the planet.
Our compassion shines through the dark.
We love more and judge less.
If you're having one of those days, (weeks, months),
try to sit and to stay long enough for the light to find you,
and believe that you are equal to the best of us.
And don't forget to ask for help from your favorite
"other"-
whether it's the angels,
your higher self,
or your God.
It can't hurt!
We need you back here.
Reprinted from Laine's Blog, February 2012. Top photo is the shadow of the passion vine. Lower shot is Herring Cove Beach, Dark Sky. All used with permission and tweaked a little.
Who doesn't like staring into a warm fire on a cold night?
Drawn into the magic of dancing light and heat and the crackling sounds,
it is difficult to concentrate on the conversations around you,
and the one in your head is more like a dream –
a dream that humans have been having for thousands of years –
restfulness, safety, peace, warmth.
Winter dreams…
Human dreams…
From Laine's Blog, December 6, 2013 and used with her permission!
A fog rolls in,
escorting the cooler air along the beach –
some colder days ahead,
and then back into the 60's or 70's.
Up North, you kind of have to settle into winter,
honker down,
but here,
in Northeast Florida,
you can rest easy knowing that the cold days will come,
but they will go too,
probably within the week!
Flagler Beach, Florida.
Once again, it is that time of year when people are driving really really badly.
So,
go slow,
pay attention
and
watch out for the other guy.
For whatever reason,
she/he is having a really bad day,
is in a really big hurry,
and stressed about something.
Take care,
beware…
Reprinted from Laine's Blog and tweaked, with permission, December, 2013.
Angel's Trumpets, that's what these magnificent flowers are called.
This is the week that our attention goes to giving thanks and we turn our thoughts to sharing –
our love, friendship, time, food and drink.
It's a time to be gentle with each other,
to recognize our fellow travelers on this journey called life and be grateful.
And maybe we should keep an ear out for the tender sound of angel's trumpets.
Once invited, the angels can't say no!
From the Archives, Laine's Blog, November, 2011 and used with permission.
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