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Daily Affirmations: Gratitude is the Antidote for Attitude

Today, I remind myself to take in the view around me and find gratitude where I can. There is always something in view no matter where I am that can lift me up and give me pause to be grateful. Gratitude is the antidote for attitude. I set my intent today and every day on relishing the moments that fulfill my soul and enrich my life. Each day I affirm that gratitude matters. And so it is… Intent makes manifest.

Curzon Mill on the Merrimack River

Namaste… Pamela

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Daily Affirmations: Let the Flow Happen on its Own

Today, I re-mind myself that sometimes it is best to sit patiently and wait for things to happen in due course. I recognize that every good thing comes to those who wait. I trust the Universe to lead me in the right direction as I rest in the natural flow and order of things that may come my way. I cannot push, I can not force an outcome. I can only allow things to happen in its own manner. Patience, is an intent that allows me the space to let the flow happen on its own. I ask myself this day, to allow the natural order and flow to lead me. I set my intent on the path that unfolds ahead of me. And so it is… Intent makes manifest.

lowells boats

Blessed Be… Pamela

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Daily Affirmations: Open the Gate

Sometimes we block ourselves off, we put up walls and close gates to keep others out of our lives. These are all defense mechanisms we devise to protect ourselves from hurt and pain. It is not even that we do these things consciously most of the time. Typically it is a habit, hard-formed that we find so hard to break. Even those of us with an open heart can still harbor fears, that we wear like battle scars. The walls, the locked gates, these are shields. We’ve done battle, we’ve had a our hearts handed to us time and time again when all we’ve wanted is love. Today, I re-mind myself that it is okay to open the gate and let love in.

keep out gate

Namaste… Pamela

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Old Dories on the River Bank

old dories on river bank

The two old dories sat patiently on the river bank, watching guard over the dory floating quietly in the river, tied to the dock below.

“One day you’ll join us here,” the two old dories said.

The dory in the river replied, “I know, but for now I’ll just be here in the moment. Peaceful and still on the river.”

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Daily Affirmations: Remain Open

Sometimes we find ourselves in situations where things or people are closed off to us. The response to that should never be a like reaction, to close ourselves off as well. A closed heart and a closed mind serve no one. Today, I re-mind myself that I can keep an open mind and an open heart, despite the actions of others. My mission is to accept and embrace people and things for who and what they are. I cannot change something or someone else. Sometimes I can lead things in a different or better direction, but change comes from within. Today, I make certain that I have no barriers, no “keep out” signs clouding my heart and mind. And so it is. Intent makes manifest.

Merrimack River Amesbury, MA Photo: Pamela Leavey

Namaste… Pamela

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Musings: On Red-winged Blackbirds At River’s Edge

Each day as I walked along the Merrimack River last fall, there were a few dozen Red-winged Blackbirds singing in the top of the tree alongside the river. They trilled, they chattered, they called out a sharp “chak chak chak” sound, making certain that all knew of their presence along the river as they formed their flocks each evening, swirling about, diving head long into the marsh grasses and Phragmites like some daring stunt pilots dazzling an audience of spectators. I watched them spell-bound as they careened about along the edge of the river, flashing their red wing patch as they veered left and then right and swirled in to the marsh grasses in a flurry.

12249738_10156338064300122_7052959651026995189_nThey were a loud group, a boisterous crowd, which broke the reverie of the quiet as I walked along the river’s edge. Despite the fact that I expected each day to see and hear my raucous friends as I walked, I was startled from my own mind that often spun like the chattering flock of glossy Red-winged Blackbirds. Once brought to my senses I would stop to marvel at the racket they made and laugh at their antics swooping about in the large swath of Phragmites along the river.

Day in, day out, as I walked past their riverside haunt the red-winded blackbirds did not cease to entertain me. It was just that simple it seemed, that nature provided the stimulus to take me outside of myself long enough to look at my life from a different direction. As the flight of a flock of birds shifts and change direction, so too does life. Typically, the clarions of spring, I wondered each day why this flock of red-winged blackbirds had not made their way south yet. They were still hanging on to the river’s edge, out of season, as if they might risk wintering in the cold New England winter.

And then, one day they were gone. I walked the path I always took, I marveled in the silence as I passed by the large stand of Phragmites usually infested with Red-winged Blackbirds. I stopped and listened for their chatter and trill. I heard only silence. The cold winters of winter had finally sent them south, I thought to myself. Soon the spring would come again and those clarions of spring, the Red-winged Blackbirds, would return. I would wait, as I do in all aspects of my life, for change to come.

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