March Madness

This month begins with retroflection. March was a fond month for me in the past, full of chocolate pudding pie recipes, where maybe this year the topping would be thicker than ever for his palate accelerated to; what lure, which boat, what lunch to pack, what favorite beer to ice, for the best fishing adventure evah~. You see, both my loves were Pisces men and both chose to dismantle any future dreams together.

Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts. -Paramahansa Yogananda

Even as I write these thoughts think why this? Truly writing brings me to that still and quiet place where waves of understanding come, where healing envelopes all of the soul; mind, will and emotions; where the present collides with the past and the future whispers.

This is when another layer comes off. And here I sit, listening to the pounding surf with  my buddies, who don’t seem to care about my presence. Lifting my camera get in close, real close. I almost feel part of their flock, its right here, right now I am complete, profoundly content.

Found a dune where I could lie silently naked with my thoughts. The sun was just right, Bon de Sole~ was melting and epidermis was glistening. Come on in Vit D, it was revitalizing time with no humans to decimate this hidden place, or so I thought!

“Living from a place of authenticity is difficult because those living in distortion see you as a threat to their delusion and some are so attached to that delusion that they will behave in erratic ways to defend their ego’s projection of wounding.” – Suzanne Wagner

Well first came the helicopter and then came the human flying butterfly.

You couldn’t plan this truly and as I snapped my pics I couldn’t help but sigh.  Both scared the crap out of not only me, yup, you guessed it, those precious birds. They took off in a frenzy and was praying they wouldn’t swirl into metal or tangle in a kite!

Here are some snaps of my resting place. It was just enough time for refueling and little did I know the recharge would be shared in this months blog. Hoping it inspires, makes a soul smile and most importantly cherish who you areexactly where you are, Knowing the future is whispering, despite the echoing decibels.  Yes my friends, never ever give up and hold onto that promise deep inside.

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I love people that work with passion and love. When you make choices that way, there’s reverberations, consequences. That’s what I’m interested in, that echo, that ripple of choice. Derek Cianfrance

So hold onto those refreshing’s that come. The moments so sweet, so gentile, so outrageously funny you snort in laughter! Hold onto those friends that “get it“, let them know how special they are, how grateful YOU are that they are in YOUR life!!

About Brenda

"Brenda adores the birds. She is enchanted with their grace, their beauty. It was the birds and being out among them that gave her the peace she so needed and forged a new passion She uses a camera to capture those incredible moments, to savor them and share them with others. For her the camera was freedom. Brenda spent her life healing others, and dealing with incredible pain and despair. The world of birds and nature and photography was what she turned to in order to see the beautiful side of the world" -Eric Curtis Cummings
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