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Rapt in reverence. Let the world touch you

New York City. contrast

We often travel in spirals, arriving at the space where we got started. I have been consciously making space for joy and magic in my life.  Magic happens when we listen deeply with all our heart. Listening, seeing, welcoming, receiving creates a beautiful state of receptivity. Such was the flavor of my last trip to NYC, overcome by a sense of enchantment, wonder and awe.

Einstein was right on when he said:

“The most beautiful and most profound emotion we can experience is the sensation of the mystical. It is the sower of all true science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their most primitive forms – this knowledge, this feeling, is at the center of true religiousness.”

The mystical resides in the every day. They are not separate. The mundane infused with the sacred. After all, the sacred is just life experienced with a heightened state of awareness. You can actually see the sacred in a pile of dog poop. I wrote an essay on the bathroom as sacred space, subverting a spirituality that is disembodied. (You may subscribe to my list and get it as a gift if you wish)

I experienced NYC, Manhattan to be more precise, as a breathing living being. An animal. Divine in its frenzy, permeability, and kindness. I walked the streets of the big apple fast, with ardor and passion, like a puma traversing the land. I let the life of this land touch me.

Some of my most treasured memories are the conversations with kindred souls. Engaging, creative, expressive, delirious for truth. My first bites were delicious, nourishing, invigorating. NYC, the big apple, is full of heart and magic.

One night, I got on the train after a day of adventures, when a man entered and sat in front of me. He looked like he had worked the earth. He had soil on his skin and clothes. I am calling it soil rather than dirt. I have never liked how we call soil dirt. Our soil is sacred. Anyways, He was holding two daffodil flowers in his hand. His gaze, his gestures, his whole demeanor was breathing devotion. He was making sure these two flowers were all right, checking their roots still contained in earth. You could feel the love emanating from the exchange as I believe the flowers were feeling the love he was radiating.

This gentle and sacred man inspired me to show the same love and devotion for everything that I touch with my hands. To be grateful for these hands that can experience the sacred so intimately. Tears trickled down my face. Heart burst open on a train. No, you don’t have to go on retreat, you don’t have to climb a mountain, you don’t have to follow a formula that promises guaranteed results. All you have to do is open your heart and let the alchemy of life do its magic.

I had just attended a live conversation by Deepak Chopra and Vandana Shiva on the importance of preserving our seeds and cultivating our soil from and for life, not war. How we feed and replenish the land and our body reflects how we feed our soul. Or not. And so I pondered amazed at the immediacy of this message and the love flowing so strong that it could barely be contained in my heart. I simply marveled at the interconnectedness, serendipity, synchronicity and magic.  Flow in its most natural and raw motion.

Those precious flowers and the love for all that the earth gives birth to..

Views from multiple levels, shifting perspectives, enriching vision.

Mesmerized by the spiraling forces expressed in this beautiful sculpture. Yin and Yang.

I was able to witness that magical moment of blossoming. The first blooms of spring. Fresh. Courageous. Victorious. In love with life.

I found a corner, a piece of haven in Central Park. Two wonderful little structures framing a gateway. Do you remember why you arrived here? The portal opens when you remember the gift you are ready to receive..

These were dancing trees, swaying their branches in joy.

Magnolias blooming in Central Park. Spring

I could have sat in this spot for hours under the magnolia tree in full bloom. Loved the warm golden light at this time of the day.

Magnolias in Central Park

magnolia in full bloom. Central Park

Rapt in reverence. Just let the world touch you.

Let love burn through everything else.

And never underestimate the power of water.


“Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.”
― Adrienne Rich

April is poetry month. Rest in peace Adrienne Rich.
In the spirit of water and love born from the earth,

Sacred Flow in the big apple. What you make space for matters..

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. ~Zora Neale Hurston

As some of you may know I am in the big apple, enjoying a creative breath, pause, space. Even in moments of stillness, life flows incessantly. In the midst of silences, negative spaces and all those lines in between, life brims and overflows.

Mar 18, 2012 | continue reading →

Open to receive this healing vision

It is Women’s History Month and I’m excited to share words from strong women who lived poetic lives. Some quotes reverberate like waves crushing against the shore of my consciousness, bringing new life to the surface, from the depths of being. I love mermaids and I love the depths from where they come from.

“I must be a mermaid…have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living” ~Anais Nin

Mar 7, 2012 | continue reading →

A leap of trust

“All growth is a leap in the dark, a spontaneous unpremeditated act without benefit of experience.” – Henry Miller

Feb 29, 2012 | continue reading →

The nature of your gift

What if I told you that “my work is loving the world” ~ Mary Oliver and that I learned this from you in the belly of the earth. that good things come to those who wait. that your patience, patience imbued with love, is life giving, that it is a gift only if you share it.

Feb 28, 2012 | continue reading →

Setting our hearts free. Unleashing Flow. In sync with nature & cosmos

My heart is brimming with love. A more enlightened way of dwelling and moving through the world. Dedicated to liberating movement, energy, motion, our true nature, spacious and luminous, this is how I feel when the birds from the spaces of our mind, heart and soul are set free: elated. In sync with nature and cosmos.

Feb 23, 2012 | continue reading →

Come with me into the field of sunflowers

I can see a flower so beautiful that tears overflow, its beauty touching a space so deep within. Beauty enrapts me. We are a microcosm interacting with this vast cosmos. Take a moment to truly see these flowers. If we could hear these flowers unfurling. If we could understand the language of their movement, we would realize the secret dance of flowers.

Feb 21, 2012 | continue reading →

Liberating the story underneath

Feel the ancestral pull of nature. To unearth the story underneath. Liberate it. Ancestral is the pull to remember, to make whole and discover the nature of flow. Flow is punctuated, colored, layered by moments that narrow and widen, darken and lighten, descend and ascend through the landscape of your heart.

Feb 12, 2012 | continue reading →

My Pinterest obsession. Unleashing Creative Flow.

Peter Gentenaar’s ethereal paper sculptures inside the Abbey church of Saint-Riquier in France. I love these luminous forms juxtaposed against the ancient interior of this church. Seen together, they seem to be dancing in space. The Church, providing the architectural backdrop for their movement.

Feb 5, 2012 | continue reading →

Art Basel and the Soul of a Woman

What inspires you and where do you find beauty? I am fascinated by the encounters with the natural and art filled world. I present to you my journey through Art Basel Miami, Dec. 2011. Art Basel is an art show originally from Basel in Switzerland, with art from around the world.

Jan 31, 2012 | continue reading →
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