August break (sundays)

This month I'm joining Susannah and others in the August Break!

One picture (or more).

Each day (or not).

With or without words.




I've often associated Sundays with rest and renewal, even peaceful moments in our hectic lives.  Today, these three images made my heart fill with peace.

August break (summer dress)

Let me make one thing clear - I DID NOT make this!

I don't have the creativity, talent, or patience to make something this cute.  But, my mamma does!

Thank you, Mom!

I'm participating in:

this moment (summer)

Linking with SouleMamma and many others:

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

I'm also participating in:

Hallelujah

As I approached my building this morning, a celebratory song entered my head - Hallelujah!

Crazy....................right? That a crane should fill my heart with joy!

We've been without air conditioning in my office for the last 5 weeks.  They have been very hot weeks.

Oh . . .so . . .HOT!

The culprit . . .

This 800 lb motor that died.  Amazing that this small piece of metal can weigh so much and be so powerful!  Even more amazing the impact it has had on the 15 or so of us who have been working in the oven we call offices.  Sad, really (ahem).

But, it is fixed and the cool air is blanketing me as I type.  And, next week, I'll be wrapped in a sweater because we run the air too cold! 

For now, this sight brought a smile to my face and I am happy with that!

Beckoning

The morning air was filled with a haze that left me breathless.  It was thick this morning and difficult to see.  I sat in meditation as I do each morning.  It has become an important part of my morning routine, though some days it feels another thing to check off my to-do list.

But today was different.  Upon leaving meditation, I felt a beckoning.  The thick, foggy air seemed to be extending an invitation.  Come join me and see what you don't usually see, it seemed to say.

So, I did!

And I did fell compelled to see more . . .

I felt so called to soak in this strange and mysterious morning, that I even stopped along the roadside on my way in to work.

Nature is very, very inviting.  How does nature beckon to you?

Meditation Images

My eyes are closed.  In front of me appears a funnel-like image.  It is blueish against the black background of my meditation.  On the surface of the funnel are hundreds of white-framed images, photos I think.  I recognize them as my thoughts.  Most are of work, some of home, some of the conversation about faith that dances in my head.

I am overwhelmed by the sheer number of images I see.  For it is rare for me to visualize anything in meditation and I know there is a reason these images have appeared today.  My body has been sensing for days the familiar chaos of August.  The tension in my neck is mounting, the tired in my eyes is appearing.  My heart is racing and I feel my body pulling back, resisting this busyness of August.  

For years, this month brought new beginnings, fresh starts, renewed energy, new friends.  But not this year.  This year it's bringing tornado like images and sensations within my heart and mind.

And it makes me wonder, why am I here?  Is this the place for me anymore?

Tears fall down my face, eyes still closed, body still immersed in the lotus position.  This, too, is a recent effect of meditation.  Tears.

There is a reason for this that will be revealed in time.  In time . . .