The Things I Take For Granted

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His eyes lit up like a child on Christmas morning.

Better than any wrapped present under a tree,

the rolling ocean, on a gray day,

looked thirteen shades of green

against a back drop of

deep purple clouds full of rain.

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He was not child,

perhaps a man in middle age

and his excitement at seeing

something he had never seen in his entire life

had a child-like vulnerability

that was easy to fall into.

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Strangers connected in nature’s beauty and wonder,

humans offering love

in a heart-shaped stone

passed on for remembrance.

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The hard and the soft,

the remembered and the forgotten,

the future and the past,

all captured in a moment.

A Yellow Feather fell into my life!

 

I don’t think that I have ever thought about how many people in the world have never seen the ocean.  Thinking about it now I see that it may be possible that there are more people who have never seen it than people who have!  The things I take for granted!

I’ll never forget this chance meeting and the sharing of our souls in that moment.  And I will always love how the universe offers us gifts when we least expect it.

The perfectly heart-shaped stone that seemed to be surrounded in light, caught my eye as I walked on the beach that morning.  I walked past it because it didn’t measure up to the “incredible shell” status I have limited my beach finds to, as I have limited space in which to display them.

But then I heard a voice from my chest area (the place I know I should pay attention to) and it said, “But it’s a perfect HEART!”  Obediently, with full agreement, I turned and walked the three steps back to the stone, just as a wave was coming; possibly to take it back to the depths of the sea, never to be seen again.

I set the stone on the railing as I turned to wash the sand off my feet.  That is when I met the two gentlemen.  The one man couldn’t wait to tell us that this was the first time his friend had ever seen the ocean!

I was so excited to be able to share this experience with them.  I took their photos and tried to sum up the power of the sea and what it means to me.  I heard myself say, “It speaks to my soul.  And when I am here I can hear my soul speak to me, the connection is so clear.  There is healing power here…”

We turned to leave and when I was about three steps away I heard the voice of my soul say, “Wait!  You forgot your heart of stone!”

I promptly turned and grabbed it off the railing and immediately walked to the man and handed the heart to him.  There was a brief second where both our hands were connected by the heart, which directly connected our souls!  No words were spoken, but everything was said…

I thanked God for this very special meeting as tears welled up and gently slid down my face.  I AM Blessitude that my awareness is so open, and my connection to my soul continues to strengthen.

My dear friends, the gift of this moment was greater than any wrapped present under the tree!

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

9/18/16

(Oh…the image is mine!)

Have I Been Wrong?

Can it be that I have had it all wrong?

Is it possible that the damaged soul

I have been trying to HEAL

Is not so damaged after all?

 

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Perhaps it bends

and flows

with the life force I feed it

 

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Maybe it adjusts illumination

depending on how much light I allow in

 

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Is it possible the frayed edges are so

because the strong hold of good

has defended its place?

 

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I think it’s time

that my thoughts live up to

the heart of my soul,

which beats clear,

Present…

Connected.

 

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I send you a blessing that the inner guidance from your soul may be heard, and that it leads you on the journey of reacquainting with your mind.

May what you look at and now SEE, be in tune with your soul’s purpose.

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

9/4/16

Two Hands ~ Limitless Minds

A collaboration with Harlon Davey at http://apatientvoice.com

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If I asked you to believe

Would you take my hand

And hold on tight

And let your mind be free?

 

If I asked you if you were certain

That you would stay with me

While we traveled through our minds and spirits

Would you still feel free?

 

If I asked you to walk to the place that light touches

Where Angel wings flutter

And I held your heart in the essence of Love

Would you be willing to meet your soul?

 

If I said to you

that I’ve been lost so long

Would you still hold on to my hand so I can feel safe

and together we will be found?

 

I will stay with you, and I will hold on to you

While we both let go

Searching forces truth

to slip through the cracks of our minds

 

And we will cross this threshold together 

 
 
Blessitude
Lorrie & Harlon
6/24/15
We had so much fun with this collaboration 🙂  If you have never visited Harlon at his site A Patient Voice, I urge you to do so.  He makes me laugh, he makes me cry, he makes me think!  Intimately familiar with the healthcare system, he is a huge advocate and “Voice” for patients everywhere.  I am grateful for our connection and I think you will be also. ❤
 

This Tiny Moment of Non-Intrusion

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In this space

this tiny moment of non-intrusion

I AM connected

connected to the power of the Divine

the power of Creation

the seed that is planted

In each and every one of us

the seed that connects us

not only to creation

but to each other

this space

this tiny moment of non-intrusion

allows me to see everything

I no longer need the questions

I no longer seek the answers

I AM

It IS

We ARE

Blessitude

Lorrie

5/11/15

I Remember…An Odyssey ~ Emancipation

This post is a part of a series of writings during a time of deep healing and transformation.  The following are links to the other writings in the series in chronological order:  Introduction & Haiku, The Funny Thing About Truth, The Journey To…, He Said I Have Anger, The Long Sleepless Night, Broken Arrow, Safe, Alone, On The Verge, Shred, The Thread, Vindication, Another Inch…Perhaps a Mile, Emancipation, Forgiveness

*Disclaimer:  Some of this subject matter is sensitive in nature.  Please read and explore in safety.

 

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When all the pieces are there and the dust has settled

I am able to separate

FACT from FICTION

DARK from LIGHT

TRUTH from FANTASY

LOVE from FEAR

Yes, I am able to extract the layer of lies

That were told to me

And came from me

And I see the woman who thought it was better to hide

Who felt shame and guilt for something that was not her fault

No…not her fault at all

She was caught up in someone else’s sickness

In a mind that spent many years

KNOWING but not REMEMBERING

LOVING but not fully COMMITTING

ACCEPTING but not fully FORGIVING

I feel that I have connected

I have connected

MEANING to EVENTS

FEELINGS to THOUGHTS

HEART and SOUL to MIND

Like a lightning bolt

It all connected

From the pull

Of a tiny

THREAD

Understanding

And the fear that kept me in the dark for so long has dissipated

Into thin air

The child who couldn’t handle the memories

Doesn’t have to

Because the adult she’s become

Loves her

And will take all of the memories from here

And while I couldn’t be there to protect her THEN

I am here NOW

And I AM strong

And truth dispels fear when surrounded by love

Blessitude

Lorrie

4/4/15

Connected in Silence

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I’m not sure I have ever

heard that kind of silence before

I stood and I looked over

God’s creations

And I felt love

the purest kind of love

And the sounds

of

NOTHING

entered my ears

And it reached into my soul

And it pulled on strings

that were attached to my heart

And I knew

EVERYTHING

Every wonder

Every person

Every thought

Every hope

Every dream

I felt creation move in my soul

And I knew

we all come from one

And I felt connected

at the base of my very being

And I felt

LOVE

Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

3/1/15

Sometimes, we don’t know what we are missing until we don’t hear it!  I am beginning to understand the importance of silence in my life right now. A deafening silence spoke to my heart on a recent trip to Arizona.  It seemed so loud…if that is possible.  I am exploring with this silence.  It seems when I turn down the noise from the outside world, my insides…my heart…my soul…are easier to hear.

I wish you all much love and many blessings on this beautiful Sunday morning.  ~Blessitude

Morning in the Canyon

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Morning’s first light

so crisp…so cool

rays like fingers

reach over the mountain

cottontails scamper

the only movement observed

except for what moves in your heart

Quiet stillness

Yes…this is what I was craving

though I had no idea

Put me in a place

that makes me shut down the noise

makes me turn inward

no distractions

forced solitude

Thank you for this beauty

for this respite

the landscape of my soul is quiet

and responsible

I look inside

and I notice places I haven’t seen in a long time

Like going home after an extended trip

This moment of stillness

evaporates the incessant meaningless sounds

and restores my balance

restores my connection

restores my faith and hope

…dreams!

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Blessitude

Lorrie ❤

2/22/15