Only when you see through the eyes of the horse, can you lead the dance of the mind – Pete Spates
Animals have a way of keeping our conscience in check. That almost knowing look can penetrate deep within our human psyche.
Spirit is everywhere. Always watching.
Be mindful and travel your Road with good intention.
Respect • Kindness • Compassion
This Internal Music, this unique sound within each of us was playing constantly when we were children. It lifted our spirits and filled us with a ‘joie de vivre’.
Sadly, all but forgotten now that we have grown into adulthood. We need to bring out the child in us. We need to revive the music inside of us.
We need to listen to each other’s songs.
Love • Spirit • Frequency
A Pirate Ship sailing across an ocean of night sky. Bold and beautiful it captures Hearts and holds Love hostage. It hoards Ruby Red Kisses and Diamond Necklaces made from Tears.
Beguiling Full Moon. Thief of Hearts in a Sea of Hopeless Romance.
Alluring • Seductive • Soulful
That moment when you reach for a memory and embrace it in your mind’s eye. An old love from yesteryear or an afterglow from yesterday. That moment of sweet refrain before leaning in to be kissed. That moment captured forever.
That moment when time stood still…
At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us ~ Albert Schweitzer
It doesn’t happen very often, if ever, that someone comes along and rekindles that
spark of life energy within us. Especially when we have lived a full life and get to
a point where we feel that perhaps we have experienced all that we deserve in this
illusion called ‘Life’. So, when that someone appears, seemingly out of nowhere,
and shakes things up a bit. Embrace and Engage.
The allure of this Lake comes in many forms. From the haphazard flight of a swamp-drunk dragonfly to the stillness of a lone alligator. Hot, sultry Summers, ice-crackle Winters, a sea of water lilies and turtle lined logs. Trailing Spanish Moss drips from the trees where nesting birds amass each year; Herons, Egrets, Spoonbills and more… The huddle of cypress knees known as the wood spirits of the swamp cast shadows in the waters; a hiding place for crappies. The screech of an eagle, the flapping of wings, the swish of a kayak paddle. Sunrise, Sunset and all that comes between… Lake Martin has a way of imprinting her beauty into our hearts. A Sunrise will bring early morning light drizzling through the trees. Sunsets turn the soup green swamp into liquid gold.
The authentic true self that we recognize when we look at ourselves in a mirror. Those first moments as a young child when we see our reflection and recognize the person staring out at us. The moment when we look into those eyes, into that conscience, and realize that no matter how many stories become fabricated fragments of ourselves over time.. eventually our authentic truth will balance everything out.
Always be true to yourself because one day you might come face to face with your conscience ~ Grady
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