The Silence in Fall

We followed the path as it twisted and turned, occasionally looking up to the sky...smiling in between each step.  We found this particular spot by listening to the Canyon's synchronistic silence. As the wind blew, softly caressing our cheeks, the leaves fell like twisting colorful ribbons...reminding us of the Season as we transition and reflect, preparing our minds, hearts and spirits for the shadow of Winter. We stood there entranced with this impromptu dance, 

watching with gratitude and admiration.

Our bench awaited us, a wise old grey tree with wrinkled bark and thorns.  The leaves crunched underneath our feet as we continued to watch the Great Mother unfold the scene before us. 

Earth and air, stone and stream.  The surface deceptive as hundreds of leaves floated on top, giving the illusion it is a solid path for your next steps.

We sat in silence some more, lips slightly open with awe and we dreaded the moment when it was time to leave.  The longing began to rise within me so we made a pact to return. Returning Home is bittersweet for the time away seems like an eternity.

It is here in Nature where I can release what lays heavy on my heart.  Where each beginning has no end and illusions reveal themselves to be what they truly are...

It's where Home is unbelievably close and nothing else exists.  Where the wind whispers, reminding you of the Silence in Fall and how beautiful the leaves dance....

Love Sometimes...

In an unexpected surprise, I ran into my ex at the beach today whilst on my daily run. Seeing his handsome face brought an instant smile to my face. We stood there chatting and laughing about moments in our lives, our travels, our families and not only was I overcome with great joy, I was also struck with a sudden sadness. I was reminded then of how I chose my desire to explore the world over creating a life with this man and settling down here in Ventura. This decision did not come without a price.

Love sometimes means I must step aside so that someone else can provide what I cannot. Love sometimes means swallowing my pride, sacrificing. Love sometimes means letting go. Love sometimes means choosing an unconventional Happily Ever After.  Love sometimes means not believing in the illusion of loneliness but the inescapable reality of carving out a Life and Path that not many have led. And most importantly, Love sometimes means that I don't close my heart even if it's what I've done in the past and that I never stop loving. Ever.

Sometimes it still flows forth, more so then I'd like to admit and all I can really do is open my arms wide, allow the tears to cascade down in glittery waterfalls...knowing in my entire BEing I made the right decision.

To always follow my Bliss...

And if it is truly meant to be, then our paths will cross again and maybe the Universe will offer another chance for us to create together because as we all know...if it's True Love...
as in: one part 'Princess Bride' Twoo Wuvv, one part Love Eternal...
it never leaves,
it never dies.

It's with us, Always...

Just peachy thanks..

I couldn't decide which picture was better so I posted both. This WAS my breakfast. Gluten free, vegan pancakes with hemp milk and vanilla topped with caramelized peaches, chocolate sauce and maple syrup. O. M. G. Yeah, I'm still squealing with divine bliss...