Road Trip! Destination …

Mississippi Headwaters!  

Becky, Me & Pam

We 3 crazy fun friends, took the day to celebrate the Autumn Exquinox and headed to Itasca State Park.  Wow, it was a fabulous day, filled with fun side-stops, laughter and  treats.

Of course, we splashed (I started it), and walked across our beautiful Mississippi River …

We spent some time in the woods, replenishing our Spirits, and took moments away … in our own directions for quiet reflection.

One of my favorite poems kept echoing in my heart as we wandered through the forest.  You can join me … it’s best when you go slow … very, very slow …. pause and breathe …

Trees … by Joyce Kilmer.

I think that I shall never see, a poem as lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray;

 

A tree that may in summer wear, a nest of robins in her hair;

 

Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.

~ ~ Sigh ~ ~

It was a fantastic day, indeed!  Nothing like being swooped up in Mother Nature to see and feel the miracles our earth holds for us.  What a gift to all of us.

Thanks for joining me on the journey.

My Encouragement to You:  Take some time to get your feet in the grass, the pine needles, feel the sand stick between your toes – the stones that will give you a great reflexology treatment!  Lean against a tree.  Pause and see all the beautiful leaves, each floating in the breeze, waiting to be discovered by an appreciative eye – their gift to you.  Embrace single moments and breathe with a grateful heart.

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

I am an Energy Worker in Brainerd, Minnesota.  Cultivating Quiet Healing From Within Since 1990.

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Here’s the Thing … Collage Wisdom #3

What a relief!

It’s so easy to worry.  Look back with regrets.  Woulda, coulda, shoulda.  The best thing about looking back, is the wisdom I’ve gained to move forward.  It’s true – every situation has had Divine Timing.  Mind you, I did not/do not care BEING in certain life events, but when they were most difficult, Earth Angels came in at just the right moments.  They helped me walk through tough stuff with divorce, depression and single parenting.  I’ve learned much, going through the muck.  I’m stronger than I ever thought I’d be.  I’m braver.  The Universe does know exactly what it is doing and an incredible teacher.  I have to take ownership in playing my role in it.  (Not scoring 5 Stars is a reality check!  Yes, I’ll admit to less than stellar performances.)  Breathing helps, every single time!  My asking for help, being willing to change my way of thinking, being adventurous enough to try new things … like dating, for example, were keys to opening doors to new life … and believe happiness would greet me.

It did!

The Universe is still playing with me on the dating thing … none-the-less, my life is filled with happiness, because there are lots of doors in life to open, and I’m twisting a lot of knobs!!  Not all of them open.  I respect that now.  I don’t try to bust or jiggle them open anymore.  I’ve noticed …  light, from a door cracked open in the dark – is amazingly bright.  Look at the stars and the moon on a partly cloudy night – see how the light ebbs and flows with banks of clouds, or wisps … as the earth faithfully turns.  It’s taking time to notice a door is actually open … and being willing to walk through it and … play!

Yes!

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

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Sharing Mother Nature’s Beauty & Love

Tree Spirit Dreams

I have an affinity for Tree Spirit Dreams.  Nature inspires me and restores me.  Whenever I am feeling out-of-sorts, or need a pick-me-up, a walk outside, with grass, trees, lakes, rivers, and gardens, absolutely fills me up.  Being open, allows dreams to begin.  Once dreams begin … anything can happen!

Tree Spirit Dreams was birthed with bark from a tree in my backyard that had died.  Sage from a walk, pinecones from one of my pine trees, tiny branches from the backyard crabapple tree. The feather was left outside my door … I always think of my Mom when I’m gifted feathers!  Moss from here and there.  The dreamcatcher was from a discarded earring – a perfect fit!  Her headdress is a delicate copper chain (great healing properties) with wooden beads and turquoise stones.  She is 10 inches from bottom to tip-top, hanging from a hemp string.  Even during meditation, she helps to ground me.  She’s way prettier in person!

Talking Stick – Tell Me Your Story

When I found this stick up on the shores of Lake Superior, I was mesmerized.  What stories are held within?  I wanted to enhance the beauty of the stick, allowing it to be held, the energies felt, and encourage the holder to bring their story to light.  The break of the stick was perfect for placing a face, a bit of bark is on top of head and strings of wood and turquoise beads (speak your truth) are the headdress, the moss creates a sense of flow.  This piece holds both feminine and masculine energies and is about 7.5inches tall.  Great for a Circle of Sharing.  What a treasure from Mother Nature!

Beyou

This is the 2nd incarnation of Beyou.  Initially, Beyou was wrapped in needle felted wool woven with yellow, green, orange, white, pink colors and moss interspersed.  After a few days of Being unsettled … I released Beyou from the blanketed wool wrap, added stones, driftwood and moss … and the freedom was a delight!  Beyou is easily held at about 7inches long, the crystal adds energy and encourages the holder to release whatever is binding you from your authentic self … and BE YOU!

Ever-so-grateful for the guidance of Spirit/God in the continued birthing of Spirit Dolls.  Thank you for being a part of the unfolding!

Namaste

Debbie

 

The Sparkles of Autumn …

I’m listening to the wind as it blows around and through the branches of trees. The painted autumn leaves cling or float their last whirling frolic to the ground.

I hike through heaps of them, shuffling and twirling with my own kind of jig.  The smells of earth and the glimmer of sunlight fills me up with a contentment I’ll package carefully in my mind and heart.  A gift to easily unwrap when I need a re-charge.

The lakes still shimmer, lapping gently or rocking at the shore, undaunted with the up-coming ritual of freezing and becoming  hard and strong enough to hold up tiny villages through the winter.  How amazing is that?

I notice, too, daylight is dimming. I will miss the early sunrise and late sunset.   There’s something special being up early – at the crack of dawn – to welcome the gift of the day.  So, now it’s embracing s-l-o-w-i-n-g down and acknowledging the pause Mother Nature provides for herself, is also a good thing for me.  She does it better than I do, but I continue to try to learn from the example she gives me.

Autumn is a miracle presenting weeks and weeks of sparkle.  Every year it bestows a wonderment that is best experienced than described.  It’s the little things … one tiny leaf … and another … and another … creation and beauty combined … we just have to open our eyes, our ears, smell the scents and our Spirit beams in recognition.  A miracle, indeed.

Photo’s taken by me at the Northland Arboretum.