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step away from the world of subliminal impression
retreat to the shelter of the trees
that only advertise the oxygen you breathe
with ease this beauty is created
and gives you life for free
invaluable – g.c.

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the sky so blue,

even cobwebs too,

these things so mysteriously perfect,

remind me that earth is worth it

 

we do not need to question it,

and see what we can get from it,

we just need to love and sit in awe

of the beauty we are apart of,

 

we too have the ability to create art ,

just as our earth continues to,

when new flowers bloom,

and green grass catches dew

 

– g.c.

 

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with love comes the fear of losing it

but fear is meant to be challenged

you may struggle

but being able to appreciate what is without imagining yourself without is worth the fight

memories and the future only seem better

when you don’t feel the love that surrounds you now

there is always something great to discover

once you learn to love and appreciate the beauty of a moment

even if it doesn’t last

 

sunsets and all the things we wish to remember – g.c.

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if you have felt warmth from the sun,

felt the gentle handshake of the wind,

the caress of the skin,

you are not alone.

you can feel safe knowing the world,

like a mother,

will care for you,

its arms are always open.

run into them.

feel the world wrapped around you.

its love is infinite and always there.

it is up to you to feel it.

it is up to you to forgive.

control is yours.

you own your decisions.

you can decide to love and feel loved,

or you can close your eyes,

and hide the world’s beauty and love,

decide that the world has hurt you,

and that is all you will ever feel,

hurt.

so choose love.

love yourself.

do not hurt yourself.

 

love is the option you gain, when you surrender your security – g.c.

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winter,

i must learn to love you,

for i do not know how

 

you take away the day,

make my bones shiver,

then constrict my body in so many layers of clothing, 

that i lack the freedom of movement

 

you keep me hidden inside,

under covers

 

you steal the ability for my feet to dance across the bare primitive earth,

for two old souls to say hello 

 

but,

winter,

i must say,

on the rare occasion that i do say hello to you,

i am in awe of your beauty and wish to meet again

 

winter,

when i was a child,

we used to meet so often in the layers of the pristine white blanket that you lay,

you’d nourish my soul,

when you’d land on my begging tongue,

watching pearly flakes melt from their crystal shapes

 

now,

i hide from the colorless confetti,

because i have lost my taste,

and only crave warmth

 

wishy washy – g.c.

 

 

The Center of the Universe

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this past weekend,

i went to the city.

i went to the city and it stole my heart,

right after it made my soul dance.

it left me with a light in my eyes and new desires.

it left me inspired.

it was the energy boost I needed,

for my mind was restless and I had grown tired.

It is kind of odd I say the city was an energy boost. Actually, going out and walking around everywhere gave me extreme fatigue. I did not sleep much while I was there, either. There was too much to do (And, I mean, also, it is the city that never sleeps).

The one uber driver I had, had a great way of explaining the city. He used a radio tower as an analogy for the city. He basically said, it transmits all the energy out into the world. It is the center of all the energy. It is the center of the universe, as some like to call it, and what happens there is signaled out to the rest of the world and has a ripple effect. I thought it was an interesting way to think of it. I can somewhat agree with this analogy. You go there, and when leave, you take this exuberance with you.

Being in the city, reminded me I have a purpose. It reminded me that I am not anyone else and I never will be. It reminded me of the beauty of the fact that we are all so similar, yet so different. We all have our own passions and desires and those deserve to be fulfilled. It made me feel full. It reminded me of my progress. In the city, I saw growth. I saw limitless opportunity and possibility. The city is an open mind. There is no fear of judgment, while you are there. It seems the main focus in the city is to dream, to create, to live fully. Coming from a small town, it was a truly enchanting otherworldly place, where I, surprisingly, felt safe. I know I will go back to the city many many times. I have been further inspired to travel, thanks to this experience. I am truly grateful to live on an earth so diverse, an earth holding new adventures around every corner I turn. I have lived in the same town for 17 years. I know what it is to be “settled down”(okay, like not with a husband, but to have a “permanent” home). But, I feel it in my bones; it is time to wander.

And, for you, I have one suggestion, maybe even a request. Go to the city. Get inspired. Listen to music. Hear your heart’s desire. Lift the veil between what is false and what is real. Admire the colors, sculptures, and art that paint the city. Fall in love with a stranger. Try something for the first time. If you’re looking for magic, the city is where you’ll find it. It helps you to see you for who you truly are. It makes you brave and daring enough, to search for more, beyond where you are coming from, beyond what you have known.

But, perhaps, you do not have to go to New York City. This earth is abundantly decorated with energetic cities and raw peaceful places. Go somewhere new. Go to a place that will give you what you need, whether it be peace and silence or energy and adventure. Trust me, you’ll find what you need. It is as easy as leaving “home”, as easy as leaving comfort.

 

And, also, I went to the Museum of Modern Art and was pretty much mesmerized by everything they had to show. I figured I would share some of what I saw, although the pictures do not do the art justice. Sounds cheesy, but you almost have to experience the art first hand to better understand and love it.

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The city showed me:

  • the kindness of strangers
  • the soul’s true desires
  • individuality
  • how much energy one place can feed
  • art, so much art
  • music without words
  • what dreams are made of
  • magic

The city taught me:

  • how much love this world has
  • how many people are in need of this love
  • that it’s okay to be on your own
  • judgments are silly and nothing to fear
  • i have a voice and it is there for a reason

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seasons

cropped-img_5503.jpgi want to paint my life,
like the sun paints the sky every morning and every evening,
i want to become enveloped by beauty and glory,
all my own creation,
the people that come into my life and stay,
they’ll be the portraits,
the people you can look at for so long,
you come to know them without speaking.

i’ll paint my worries as the leaves,
so when autumn comes they will all fall away with ease.

ill paint myself as a tree in the winter,
free of all its worries,
yet naked and vulnerable,
completely bare,
unable to hide,
raw and real,
vulnerable to change.

when new ideas begin to bud,
spring comes,
and i will be the flower,
young and new,
reborn,
intrinsically delicate and beautiful,
able to soak in the sun and dance in the rain,
yet prepared for heavy storms.

when summer arrives,
i’ll paint myself as a California flower,
thriving under the heat,
while others cower away.

i’ll paint myself as all the seasons,
always changing,
always room for growth,
always room on the canvas to paint life in a new direction,
no need to worry,
because there is always a new beginning

seasons – Grace Condon