finding-my-bliss

I am in the process of stripping back, looking through the lens of connection for clarity, aligning this to my inner knowing or intuition, so getting closer to the core of me... There is a kind of subconscious sifting and sorting going on making its way to the surface, emerging as a desire.... I feel I'm being pulled towards simplicity in words and image, an internal clearing of clutter... I'm taking this as the soul's evolution, I'm thinking this is part of life's outworking ~ for the golden years, of wearing purple...

I mingle with light again, the essence of now I'm falling for you! I relished my time spent in the basil ica ~  Sagrada Familia  and  now during these mostly dull January days here in the UK I can return to those bright moments to relive the experience.  I am able to study each image and fully go back into that time frame which for me was essentially a meditative one, for most of the time it was a walking meditation totally in the zone.  However, over the two plus hours inside I had to step in and out of the meditation to note the information points in relation to the architecture which, being high in religious symbolism was interesting but my intention was for a pure in the moment experience without the distraction of pre-existing religious concepts, if that is possible! Ideally two separate visits would have been perfect. Interestingly the audio headset encouraged people to spend time in the seated area for contemplation and meditation but I prefered to immerse

Today and each day since the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve I have continued to feel stuck in my tracks, wanting to move but unable, I'm not sure if this feeling's been exaggerated due to the expectations I/we tend to put on ourselves at this time of year or the fact that last year was so very dark for me that I wanted to move swiftly into the light?  In any case I became fidgety and needed to do something! So I am starting where I am, where I left off with the love of photography which always saves the day when I get this feeling, I am starting to walk again... maybe baby steps for now, but that's okay. Thinking about walking my mind was transported back to an instant as a happy-stance image jumped out at me when I was fortunate enough to visit the beautiful city of Barcelona last December.  My long time admiration and intrigue for the art of Gaudi and dream of visiting his work at the Sagrada Familia became a reality.  I knew what the building looked lik

They had barely dried and, before I had chance to lift them, my outstretched wings, I was floored once more. They were folding in on themselves damp and dank, resembling limp foliage that had dared to embrace spring's early sun only to be dashed back to the frozen earth. I was grounded without a stirring wind to raise any hope and, the flight path was now obscured, so I lay mute for my speech had become stunted, I was in a stuck place with seemingly no words of wisdom to impart... I reached for the medicine cabinet knowing my situation was dire... fumbling for anything that would infuse my spirit, some connection to hope, love and creativity... having become a shadow of my former self, yearning, needing embodiment... The medicine cabinet was in easy reach, just a click away would put me in-touch with vital support systems containing all manner of nourishment.  I knew for I had been there before many times visiting kind and loving friends, wise word heali