Time to Nourish the Soul

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November 6 2012:

Time to nourish the soul ….

As the butterfly swoops by, as the last remaining leaves rustle, as the sounds drift by, as the sun shares it’s warmth with me, as the soft breeze cools my face…

Pondering, accepting, releasing …. Soaking it in ….

As we choose to believe we must always be “doing” so hard and “doing” so much and choose to believe in lack and that we need something or someone to make us happy, the belief and obsession to have more and more ….

All we need do is return to nature so as to feel and see and know the abundance that surrounds us …. The abundance that is ours once we choose to live a true and authentic life.

Peace is ours once we discontinue to identify with what we have and what we accomplish. The search for this peace is a worthwhile quest. Knowing that we are valuable just because we ARE and not believing that we are valuable only when we have accomplished something … This is a concept that brings instant peace when we truly grasp it and live our life knowing this.

Add the ingredient of resilience …

Add the fortitude to stay true to this thought pattern when old negative thoughts and thought patterns rear their ugly head …. AND

Joy, Happiness, Contentment and Peace is YOURS.

Mt. Rose Damonte Ranch View 11.6.12

Isolation and Loneliness and Beauty and Confidence

November 21 2017:

Solo walk on this cloudy and cool morning.

This beauty caught my eye. Hanging out all alone while the other leaves are off playing in the distance.

On the one hand it displays beauty and confidence … and on the other, isolation and loneliness.

Speaks and mirrors how I have felt recently. Nature is so amazing. Nature also presented a beautiful heart shape too, yet I wanted this to have its own post. xoxoxo

Solo Walk and Solo Leaf 11.21.17

Loads Lightened and Encouragement – D iz for Different Review

**THROWBACK POST**

November 6 2012:

“Finally read your book – you are such an inspiration. It is my prayer lives will be touched, people will be changed, hearts will be softened, kids will be raised to their full potential, parents will be encouraged, loads lightened, and joy embraced through your inspiring story and advice and direction. You truly are making a difference. You share so freely, may blessings come back many fold!” – Terry Vasenden, Reno, Nevada

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Pluck from the Vine

After I pluck the tomato from its vine, I move the tomato to my nose and breathe in the smell of the freshly broken connection of vine to fruit. glgkhjg

That smell and feel of the vine take me instantly to my mammaw Downs and her garden. A garden I despised as a kid and teen. I so disliked the chore of all the grandkids to help in the garden.

Stooping, bending, and squatting in the …. Go here to read more …

Pluck the Tomato from the Vine

Whisperings by Camilla Downs

“Whisperings of the Heart”

The heart whispers secrets
Try not to hear it you do.

Continuing to be in this life’s game
Following the rules, filling out the papers,
conforming to the this-is-the-way-it’s-done norms.
Too busy for interruption
to hear the gentle whisperings of the heart.

Yet, the whisperings never quiet fully.
They are there.
The whisperings are ever delivered
with love and gentleness.

The whisperings of the heart judge not.
The whisperings of the heart
are …..

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Poetry and Photography: Whisperings of the Heart

 

Trees Are A Most Penetrating Preacher

This moved me to the core when I read it recently. My eyes were sweating droplets of love as it spoke to my soul. I have never felt the way about trees, and Nature in general, that I feel now and the connection continues to deepen. Thank you Hermann Hesse … xoxo “For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers … Go here to read more …

Trees Preach the Ancient Laws of Life

A Drive Down Memory Lane by Camilla Downs

A Drive Down Memory Lane

Why did the beautiful and fun
memories hurt so badly
Why did her chest feel
heavy and her stomach in knots

The place where she and
her children had spent
seven years of their lives.

The place where her son
spent his young life
from one year old
through eight years old.

Driving past the many sidewalks
and trail where she had taken
walks alone, walks with
just her son, and walks
together as a family.

Driving past the home
her parents had lived in,
the home she and her kids had lived in,
the second home her parents had lived.

Remembering ….. Continue Reading Here …

Poetry: A Drive Down Memory Lane

Lead the Way by Camilla Downs

Musk Thistle #1

“Lead the Way”

I know not what I am doing.

This requires more than
self-confidence could ever provide.

This beckons a confidence not of my self.

A confidence ruled by the force
that causes the musk thistle do what it does.
Sprout, grow, bloom, wither, blow
with the wind, and re-seed.

The force that holds the stars
in the sky and the same force
that grew two beings in my womb.

This beckons a …

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Poetry: Lead the Way

The Way of Pain by Camilla Downs

“The Way of Pain”

Experience the pain, we must.
Feel the pain, be with the pain,
so as to receive the shining gift
that awaits on the other side
of the pain.

Physical pain, emotional pain,
as long as we push against it,
fight against it, cover it up,
smother it, drown it with
numbing agents, we miss out
on the indescribable beauty
that awaits when we lovingly
embrace it and walk consciously
through it.

Pain is a ….

Poetry and Photography: The Way of Pain