| 10/31/06 Shifts Deeper The sacred unfolds the patterns of nature as she shifts deeper into the change of season and I sit within this pattern, as the morning moves through the waves of undulation. I try to feel safe within this rise and this time gives many reasons why we feel the way we do, but few know the true essence of its motion. Peace comes over me and I wait for the insight. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/30/06 Companion of Early Hours Silence, the companion of early hours. Soft light, the guardian of words, folding the ease of a yoga pose. Subtle feelings emerging in the morning space of what speaks from the frame of my body. Today being the beginning of another week in the sweet fall that readies our hearts for the black and white of unborn sight. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/29/06 Shift in Color The day rises through me and I feel the wind of Oya speak into my veins. The trees barren, except for a few flags of prayer. The potential of life positioning itself for a shift in color. We begin to become resting quiet seeds, burying in the ground for a new pattern of life. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/28/06 Into Small Moments Being able to write my life into small moments, small spaces, and still capture the essence of its meaning, is a gift I open my hand to receive each day. I repose in this time and collect the memories of words, in a way they once were, when they were alive and walking in this world. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/27/06 My World Morning rising with the roof tops, all accepting light like the crowns of many heads. All protected by the deep pitch of the roof but opened for light by the chimneys that reach up like antenna. I love being up high in our home and looking out for a bigger picture of my world. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/26/06 Call For Compassion Intention becoming more involved in the call for compassion. The integrity of truth being consumed with the feeling of silenced. The way made clear without the fall of even a leaf. I seek the still moment of hearing to encompass my need and the clarity of position. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/25/06 Candle Lit Morning comes and I sit within the pyramid of my writing space in our loft room. Candle-lit, Shakti playing, and I begin to draw and write. The precision of this timing cuts deeply into me, and I feel the full pattern of this way of living. Integrating myself within the fibers of each day, knowing that I would always weave a richer stronger tapestry. I sit and I realize this truth more completely. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/24/06 Place Place, becoming where I sit. Looking out through the empty trees that now expose their nests, bare limbs, and unerring directions. I follow the curve of the blue sky and feel the exquisite embrace of the place that I now live. More than a house, it is more than a home, more than a room, a chair, a seat, it is Place. Place, being a sense of real existence that enfolds me with presence in the body. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/23/06 Open to the Potential Inside the tenderness of early morning rain is the sweet resonance of a rhythm that slows the dreaming into fruition. I slow my pace, I take in the breath of becoming relaxed into this pace. I knock down the walls that what one has to do, and open to the potential of what goes up does not have to go down. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/22/06 A Depth That Becomes Inside the pleasures of one day lives the many pictures, and these pictures accumulate the memories of what is felt as reality. I want to begin to realize a depth more real than the memory, a depth that becomes part of who I am, beyond my relationship to reality. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/21/06 A Memory Captured is the repose that filled me in the night and I have filled my frame with its memory. A memory of pine, small toys, snow, small lights, and sweet smells of Christmas. I love these dreams, because they are so childlike and they make me feel close once again to my favorite totem, except for Raven, and that is toys. Toys have distracted me into play, endless hours and years of pain melt away in their presence. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/20/06 This As My Companion Beginning to feel the pattern I'm looking for, I awaken in the night, draw and use the Kuan Yin Oracle of Compassion: #32 " Formidable is this time and the gift it unfolds is what the soul has longed for. Allow the body to feel its own integrity.-- Solace." With this as my companion I slip back into my raptured repose. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/19/06 Intention of Centering Up early within the sound of presence and the feeling of acceptance. The day absorbs the night fully so that what has been decided can resonate in the presence of this time. I take in deeply the intention of centering and move the distractions back into themselves. I sit inside the center of creation. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/18/06 Getting Up in the Night Giving room for my present life, I get up in the night and empty my journals of the life that is now resolved. I open my mind and heart to who I now am and the presence it gives me. To live inside the frame of allowing room. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/17/06 Up Through the Reaches Voluming up through the reaches of this day, in a force that supports the will of what dreams, I rise up through this will and begin to understand the resilient life of what dreams. To dream a dream is to live outside the limits of this world and inside a vision of true potential. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/16/06 Began to Write This day woke and took off without me. I started to run after it and then I turned around and just stood still. I laid down into myself and started my morning yoga, lit my candle, put on music, and I began to write. The day then turned around like a shadow and we sat together in this Sacred Space. ....it is almost 9am, but without this I would chase the day and not know how to even converse with it. Like trying to eat on the go, nothing quite digests right. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/15/06 Morning Light Morning light steps into our loft room and spreads over the covers. I look out into the tops of the trees, making my mind take in the colors of the fall as she peaks into our day. I open to the joy and break into a full pace with ease. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/14/06 Speaking Within the Colors Speaking within the color of this morning, I awaken to a palette of potential, that I sit inside with, a deep listening question that is surrounded by the answer. I give it time and it opens me. I don't want to be a teacher, I don't want a teacher, I want a knower and I want to be a knower. I want to feel this knowing throughout my being, and my wanting has the power to make it so. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/13/06 Inside the Middle Inside the middle of what a day is, is the center of what is given space to understand. I want to enter this center more easily and fully take in its wisdom. Up between the boards of the floor and feeling the wood of the strength of what I need. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/12/06 Wind Fills the Air Oya, awakening all the fibers of our memory. Wind fills the air, the night, the morning sounds. Amazing, she is louder than the traffic of the morning rush. I hold myself in her breath as she blows the ruffage away. Life slows down to breathe and Oya, the Goddess of the wind, brings clarity. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/11/06 Upright Up inside a tunnel of focused energy. Awakened to the pace of intensity of transformation. I roll from the tunnel to become upright. I feel quite upside down. How do I fold into this upside down? I'll slow down and make room for myself to become upright. All plans need to expand and allow room for my feelings. Inside I need to know I have time to play within this day. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/10/06 Move Forward What has unfolded now enfolds me and I take time to feel what this is. I employ my feelings to find me in a new way, so that what I know creates a way that unites my inner and outer worlds. I can then move forward with a greater sense of potential. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/9/06 Life Comes to a Pause Up early, easier rising than I expected. There is a completion in the air of this day and a solid foundation felt under its feet. Life comes to a pause and this pause is mindful. I look deeply into the well of my own giving and drink deeply from the feeling of this time. To take the time to build from one's feelings, instead of what one wants to see, is to hit the mark, shorten the time of trial and error, and expand the vision. To decide what one wants to feel only is to decide everything. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/8/06 Pattern Emerges Up in the night to soak deeply into water. Beautiful full moon walk at the ocean. Very Celtic face to this Aries full moon. I have taken a very definite direction in the last two weeks and I'm beginning to see the pattern. It seems retreatful and forward at the same time. Retreatful in some ways of being and forward in some ways of thinking. As this pattern emerges I open to its wisdom and accept its manifestation in my life. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/7/06 Silent Thread Wonderful night sky and a calming full moon grounded in nature. My vision given its own needs, I take hold of the silent thread and curve the needle, till the rounded is within the weave of my own sound. I call into the early hours of this day and bring a memory from my future close into my present. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/6/06 New Direction Aries full moon. Last night the moon looked as if a hot breath of summer had breath on the fall air around its glow. Slept well and deeply, unusual for almost a full moon. A shift has fully occurred and completed its position. Moving into settling into a solid new direction. The art box is much bigger than we saw it-- the craft of art box, which is way too small for the art of art, so we'll spread our cramped wings and step into a much larger space. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/5/06 What Is The day opens me like a zipper and I fall into the full integrity of what is to be made real in my life and real in all life. I prepare my energy for a shift and the joy of a day full of sunshine fills me. The blue nectar of the sky sees deeply into the distance and I begin to open to the power of what is and put my foot firmly on the foundation I have made. Each day an initiation into the future. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/4/06 Pulsed from our Dreams The rate of perceptional shift in each day is pulsed from our dreams. I slept hard and the intensity of speed made me feel tight , yet revived much more than I would have expected. The tightness, almost hard like a determined will, and yet the softness of relief through resolution, as if opposing forces have come into a collaboration, so the force of will can stand erect. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/3/06 Place Place, a room, a space to rise within. Sense of place, a much needed familiarity. I rise into my sense of place and realize how much it has expanded for me. I now feel at home in many spaces, and I curl into a small nest in many places where people gather, and I can go home wherever I am. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/2/06 Full Sense of Flavor The savory feeling of this day is open to my senses and the full depth of pitch is clear. What feeds my life is beginning to expand and I take in the full sense of flavor. Within the shift of planetary abode is the full sweet sense of life beyond what contracts on the emerging realization of each new idea. I crawl onto all fours and get more familiar with my life before I learned to walk. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 10/1/06 There is a Passage Lost within the curve of this morning, I begin with the practical, the conventional. I bathe and wash my clothes, I write between the layers of this nurturing and feel my morning feet grounded in the way I work with the daily practice of caring for my life. The small details of beauty in our home, a pleasure to the senses. Painted the stairs purple, the walls saffron, the doors teal, the stairs to our loft yellow, the hall upstairs womb red. All these colors still in my hair. Where one color meets another there is a passage of people meeting another, letting go of what color belongs to the other. All colors pouring into the beauty of the crown of my head, the crown of our home, the crown of the world. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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