January 18, 2012
My heart beats wildly
In the arms of Mother Nature…
And I could dance with abandon
Like the bare trees in winter…
I am so in love
With the Great Mother Goddess…
(Dancing Tree Woman ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2012)
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January 18, 2012
My heart beats wildly
In the arms of Mother Nature…
And I could dance with abandon
Like the bare trees in winter…
I am so in love
With the Great Mother Goddess…
(Dancing Tree Woman ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2012)
January 17, 2012
A few weeks ago I joined the ranks of the unemployed and took to walking 3 – 5 days a week with a dear friend, to clear my head and get grounded. There’s nothing better for freeing your mind than a brisk walk in the cool winter air.
Most of my walks were spent exploring the many trails and pathways at the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge. The Hellcat Swamps trails have become a favorite, from the observation tower on the Parker River side to the 50 foot dune on the ocean side.
My hikes abruptly stopped on January 8, after a fall in my driveway left me with abrasions, bruises and a badly sprained foot. The following day I ended up with a cast on my right foot which needless to say has kept me from the hikes and trails. The cast is scheduled to come off on January 23 and I am hoping to get the okay from the doctor to start hiking again.
The photo above is from the observation deck atop the 50 foot dune mentioned above. (more…)
September 6, 2011
Word Press ate my thoughts… I had rambled about being in the “still” and added a photo and when I hit publish all I had was a title.
July 18, 2011
It’s been a hot, dreary, rainy, thunder stormy day today on the river… so I’m reflecting on the visions of a sunny day as I watch the rain outside of my desk window…
(Photo: Dory at Lowell’s Boat Shop in Amesbury, MA ~~ © Pamela J. Leavey 2011)
June 24, 2011
Sit down and relax a little… On The River…
It’s always so peaceful On The River…
(Photo: The Merrimack River at Point Shore, Amesbury, MA ~~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2011)
June 16, 2011
My mother had the the most amazing gardens when I was a child. She loved to be outdoors gardening and her labor of love always showed in our yard. That love for gardening is something that was shared among other members of her family and passed down in generations.
The Secret Garden is nestled in Newburyport and it belongs to my cousin who spends each day working in her garden paradise, tending to her perrenials with love and devotion.
When I have the time to visit with my cousin in the Secret Garden, I am transported to a place of peace and always feel a sense of being home. As the love of gardening has been passed down through generations of women in my family, so to have perrenials been passed along and kept blooming for generations. The Secret Garden has iris and peonies that belonged to both my mother and my aunt, even my grandmother.
My mother would tell me as a child that nothing was more important than tending the earth. She knew the connection of our need to treat the Mother [Earth] with love and respect…
(Photo: c. Pamela J. Leavey)