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Full Strawberry Moon Dreamboard

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From Jamie’s post: “The Full Strawberry Moon, the Full Honey Moon, the Full Rose Moon, what evocative names for this luscious, sensual moon. As we began to gather our supplies and images beneath the new moon, I invite you to consider the question, ‘What would I love to delight in this month?’  Let this moon set you free to dream with wild abandon, to bust through any barriers that have been in your way. Fill your dreamboard with whatever stirs your spirit and catches your soul – without censorship. Let yourself experience the luscious abundance of this moon and fill your dreamboard to overflowing. Let the pictures drip off the sides of the page.  Run wild with your dreams under this full Strawberry moon.”

What would I love to delight in this month?

freeing the mind
freeing the body
sweet dreams
fresh living

breathe
tucked in
easy, enjoy
drift off

something beautiful is happening
summer in motion
make every day a celebration
be gentle

journeys and destinations
get up
go
run
breathe
work it out
stretch it out
get out there

it’s life
a crazy happy life

The image of a person diving in to the water, diving in, jumping in and being submerged, immersed in life. At some point, there’s no more preparation or planning to do, you simply have to jump, (or walk away, stay stuck and numb).

Peonies, for some reason I’m obsessed with them right now, they are so full, lush and tender.

Water color paints, a flower wheel of blue. I am painting a bit, trying to stretch my creative boundaries, move beyond my comfort zone, and the blue is for the ocean, the beach, where we’ll spend a month this summer. That’s also why the book case, nightstand, all in white and blue, because there will be much reading and rest.

A woman napping in a boat, movement and rest. These are two things I crave, hunger for, would love to delight in, caring for my body, being in my body, moving and resting my body.

Typewriter and hands making an offering. These are both the same, the writing and the offering, my tender open heart, sharing it in the hopes of easing suffering.

And a strawberry–strawberry moon.

Gratitude Friday

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This post is a mashup of The Little Bliss List and Joy Jam, and as such is meant to celebrate: the little things that brought me hope and happiness this week, the sweet stuff of life, those small gifts that brought me joy this week. By sharing them, I not only make public my gratitude, but maybe also help you notice your own good stuff and send some positive energy out into the world.

1. Two amazing yoga classes. We had a sub on Sunday morning, and even though I missed my regular teacher, it was an amazing class. One of those classes that is yoga at every level–body, heart, and mind. I felt so alive afterwards, and so loved. Then in my Monday class, sadly Niight‘s last one with us, I did a headstand!!! I’ve done them before, but always need help getting up there, and this time, even though I still depended on the wall to stay upright, I was able to get up there all by myself. I did two of them, just to make sure it wasn’t a fluke.

2. The color of this rose in my backyard. I can’t decide if I should look at it or eat it. I imagine it would taste like the most perfectly ripe peach.

3. Neon green grasshopper. I didn’t even know they could be this color.


4. Comments on yesterday’s post. I have days where I don’t quite know what to write about, when I consider not even posting, but end up doing so anyway (like I’ve said before, I almost can’t help it now), but without the same certainty or plan I normally have. Yesterday was one of those days, but I trusted that something would come and wrote anyway, and I got some of the sweetest comments and nicest feedback. It reinforces the fact that I just need to show up with confidence and an open-heart, and the medicine, the magic will meet me there.

5. Making a mess, making art. Just in case you don’t believe me, here’s proof–proof of the mess at least!

6. First blooms on the Colorado Bee Plants.

6. My boys of summer. Oh, how I love them.

samson

dexter

Bonus Joy: gifted plants. Last year, one of my yoga teachers gave me some plants from her garden. This year, she gave me many, many more, as did as a fellow student who is also one of my Shambhala teachers. There is something so special, so precious about making a garden from gifted plants. I feel loved every time something sprouts or blooms, remembering the person who gave me that green. I think it’s the best way to landscape, with heart.

just some of the irises and lilies from jennie