Transitions and the Free Spirit

It's transition time...again...yet...still...it's coming close to the time of hanging out in the void to be still and see what doors life will open.  It's time to realize that it is time to clean and purge to be ready to move on!!  Last week I met friend, Annee, at Cape May for a 'sleepover' - she took the Ferry from Delaware and we explored - created adventures and memories...all special...Saturday night is always a flag ceremony at Sunset Beach at Cape May Point.  I, and a multitude of others, sat and watched the color show in the sky.  At one point, I was sitting on the rock pile taking pictures - concerned that this young girl was "in my way".  Then I got a clear message, "She is NOT in your way.  She is part of it all!"  WOW - and I just began to include her and what turned out was this spectacular photo.  I call it FREE SPIRIT and know that my body, mind and soul aspire to be more free and dance on the rocks in the sunset...or wander among the flowers in the garden - or prepare for the magnificence of Fall colors!!  I stopped...watched...and listened...and it filled me with a sense of joy and wonder.

Butterfly Blessings: Release and Healing!!

Every year, we are invited to a picnic: Under the Buttonwood Tree.  Jim Six and his wife, Karen, call together a group of friends, some who have been together on life's adventures for thirty to forty years.  They have written songs and played together - drifted apart - and come together again.   It's special for us and has begun to feel like a family reunion.  My crazy quilting friend, Pat and her husband Jim were there.  We first met more than ten years ago and just connected in a very special way.  We are the kind of friends who really care for one another though we are not together many times in a year.  So yesterday was  a gift of spending hours together talking and laughing and just being.   Pat is undergoing chemo and we are all holding her in the light (thanks Millie for the Quaker saying).  Karen gets chrysallis for monarch butterflies. As we got to the house, two of the butterflies had just hatched out and were beginning to dry off and flap to get ready to take off.  When it was time to let her go off to her life, Thomas brought the Monarch to Pat.  It was totally special to watch the looks on her face as she held the butterfly - it just wasn't ready to go.  Then Pat and Thomas took her over to the butterfly bush and she was up and away!!  I see this butterfly as a symbol that represents Pat's healing.  It's a blessing...life is a blessing...and my friend is a true blessing!!

Jim watches attentively to every move that Pat makes to assure himself that she is ok.  What a blessing it is to watch his caring concern and her gentle spirit in awe of and appreciative of life - every day is special!!