Reality

 It was a clear, warm and an absolutely beautiful day for a drive in my convertible.  I just arrived home and as I pressed the garage door opener, I turned my steering wheel to the right as I entered the garage. Grabbing my groceries. I opened the car door and got out.  The door to my home was already unlocked so I knew Maria was there. I entered, walked through the laundry room and into the kitchen. I set the groceries on the island countertop and turned to talk to Maria. Walter was curling his body around her ankles and made my ankles his next conquest. We chatted for a few minutes as she told me how her day went taking care of my home. Walter had made several figure eights at our feet before Maria finally had a chance to leave without tripping over him. 

I walked through the living room to the glass doors that led to the deck. I opened the door and walked outside as the warmth of the sun fell onto my face. I stepped to the railing, placed the palms of my hands on top of it. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as I smiled, grateful for this moment. The smell of the ocean, the warmth of the sun and the slight breeze was there just for me. I inhaled slowly and exhaled even slower, savoring every second. The breeze could be seen as it brushed my hair over my shoulder and my dress into waves across my knees.  I walked over to my cushioned lounge chair and sat down, placing my feet up on the cushion. I sat there letting the feeling of peace and gratitude wash over me. Several minutes passed and I opened my eyes, gazed at the sky that met the ocean which was reflecting the rays of the sun. 

Embracing the moment. I heard a voice that came out of nowhere and as I looked to my left I saw my neighbors waving. A smile on their face as they walked on the beach letting the ocean water gently touch their feet. I returned their smile and waved back. It was time to go back inside. I entered the living room and Walter jumped down off of the couch and stretched as he slowly approached me. I went to the counter and emptied the bags I had brought in earlier.

 It was time to get some work done, or so it would be called to anyone but me. It was play, not work, as I sat in front of my keyboard and typed.  As I finished my umpteenth page for the day, I walked to the door that led to path made of sand outside. I carefully stepped onto the sand which engulfed my feet at every step I took. I finally reached the ocean front to the sand that was wet from the water splashing over it.  I decided to walk the same path my neighbors had walked earlier, letting the water pour over my feet with each step I took.

 My gaze once fixated at the ocean at my feet, had now risen to meet the gaze of him, the amazing man who is also the love of my life. He approached me  with a smile and outstretched arms  He engulfed me with the warmth of his body, holding me gently. I could feel his breath as it touched my cheek. How truly grateful I am, for this life, for this moment, for every breath I take. For me...

Open

 The confusion we create in our lives is as real as the happiness we create. We create, that is what I've been told. Humans create...music, poems, recipes, a light bulb, paintings, a faster way to get home. We create. 

I'm looking into the sun, it moves behind a cloud, I no longer see it. Is it still there? That light exists in me, not in a physical part of me.  Where does that light exist in me? It exists as me. I am that light. How can a human mind except that concept?

 A million different thoughts drift through my mind. I've read and listened to so many people telling me that their way is the way to discovering this truth. Their way is a human way to do this, how unfortunate  that is all we have to learn from, the teachings of others. I have found the more I learn the more 'in tune' and open I become to what others have to say. I hold onto what resonates with me and I let the rest go. 

I have been taught unconventional {to some} ways of healing the human mind, the human heart, the human soul. These, for me, have been extremely enlightening. How challenging new ideas, new ways of doing things can be, but what a wonderful gift they can be. Letting my life flow, savoring the present moment being as aware as humanly possible., Knowing my 'safe place' is the present moment. No past, no future just a place I can breathe. Knowing if I listen to my body, it will send a signal to my brain that will tell me what is wrong and what is right. Listen. I can hear myself complaining about this or that. My mind dwells on the negative things and my subconsciousness is busy making scenarios to make sure those negative thoughts materialize. Creating a mindset of positivity will make those scenarios materialize as well.  That is what I (we) do, create. I am an artist. you are an artist. My intention is creating a life of beauty and knowing that I'm doing the best that I can. You are the artist of your life...create.