Reflections: Vulnerable

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There is an absolute in nature that parallels our lives. We see the cycle of life played out vividly on the landscape as it changes with seasons and weather. It is vulnerable and so are we…

Salt Pannes at the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

Salt Pannes at the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

It is colorful and so are we. It is with great reverence that I greet the sacred places of nature, for I know they hold the key to the answers that I seek.

Reflections: Passing Storms

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Uncertainty had plagued my for a while on a few different levels and yesterday was the day to cast that aside. I had made a rash decision based on financial concern, and the decision made the situation worse on a few levels. It was time to put the stress the situation caused behind me.

I drove to the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge knowing that off in the distance there was a storm moving in. I wasn’t sure when I entered the Refuge if I would drive to Sandy Point, at the southern tip of the Refuge, or turn back and head home when I reached Hellcat Swamp, where the road turns to dirt. I drove on…

Sandy Point, Plum Island, Massachusetts ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

Sandy Point, Plum Island, Massachusetts ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

As the clouds moved closer and the sky darkened, cars were leaving the beach and the Refuge in attempt to beat the storm. I knew instinctively, watching the skies as I drove, that the storm would for the most part, pass north of Sandy Point.

I walked the beach keeping my eyes on the dark clouds, as they moved west to east. I felt a certain sense of safety there, heedless of the swiftly moving storm. I had come there for a reason, to let the storms that had been brewing my heart and mind pass through me with the storm moving across the sky.

Sitting on the beach I felt relieved of the negative energy that had prevailed over my usual positive mindset for a while. The dark skies were moving quickly and far off in the distance to the west, I could see the clear skies following. Sit out the storm, I told myself. It will pass.

I could hear the thunder booming and crashing, and see the occasional flash off lightening light up the dark skies to the north of where I sat on the beach. I felt alive and giddy with energy generated by the storm.

Life brings storms to our door. Some we create on our own, some are nature’s doing. No matter where those storms originate that always pass. In those times of storms in our life, sometimes we must face them head on in order to release them.

As I sat on the beach, I knew I was there to face the brewing storm head on. The release I experienced as I watched the storm roll in was tantamount to giving all things troubling in my heart and soul over to the universe. Trust and let go.

As the wind picked up and the rain began to fall softly at first, I felt cleansed and renewed in the tears of the Great Mother Goddess. My grief moved through me and shifted to happiness and joy.

Sometimes you just need to sit and let the storms in life pass by…

Reflections: Floating

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I am reflecting this morning on the concept of floating. When we give ourself up in a body of water and allow ourself to float, we are trusting that water to hold us up. The boats in the river float and move with the currents, just as we do in life.

Dories on the River ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey

Dories on the River ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey

Floating is an exercise in trusting the universe. We let go and we are lifted up.

A Little Night Music: Chris Isaak

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I’ll never forget the first time I saw Chris Isaak perform live in 1990, not long after I had moved to Los Angeles. It was the first of what would be a few times seeing him perform live, each memorable in their own way. I was sitting in the balacony at the then Universal Ampitheatre (aka Gibson Amphitheatre) and the audience was seemingly comprised of women, all thirty-something like me. It felt as though every women in the hous was swooning as Chris Isaak took the stage crooning.

That night he performed Blue Hotel from his 1990 self titled CD: Chris Isaak. One of my top ten Chris Isaak favs:

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Enjoy…

Reflections: The Heart of Seeking Soul

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The graceful Great White Egret stands poised, its gaze intent. The egret moves with purpose, it is methodical in its search for prey, as it combs the salt marsh looking for food. Its movements are dance like, it stretches, turns, crouches, flutters its wings like a dancer lifting their arms, it hops and balances on one leg, and then poises again in perfect position.

Great White Egret ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

Great White Egret ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014

There is a strength in the Great White Egret that defies gravity as it lifts up into the air with its long, yet delicately feathered wings and flies off in search of better hunting or perhaps to return its rookery at the end of the day.

I see my own intensity in the countenance of the egret–seeking, searching, looking for tidbits of knowledge and understanding hidden in the landscape of wisdom. Nature is the heart of the seeking soul. It rejuvenates the weary wanderer in all of us.