I spent two months on the Big Island of Hawaii in November and December 2012 and spent the week of 12/21/12 (including the solstice) swimming off the Kona coast with a pod of wild dolphins. It was the most magical, intense, wonderful, and joyful experience of my life. Since that week I dream about dolphins regularly, including last night. I think I am meant to work with them in a healing capacity–taking people to do dolphin-art-yoga retreats, perhaps. Since, professionally, I am a therapist/healer/artist/yoga instructor and spending time with dolphins naturally opens one’s heart (and thus is healing), I think this is a beautiful idea. Until I manifest that possibility, however, I am left with a fountain of appreciation flowing from my heart to the dolphins (dolphriends!) that inspires me to write little whimsical poems and create playful art.
Little dophin
In the sea-
Thinking of you
Uplifts me
How you dash
Flip and twirl
Makes me smile
My heart swirl
So much joy
So much love
With you in my life
I am above
The sorrow and fear
The woes of the day
In the o c e a n depths
We splash and play
Thank you for
The gifts you bring
Simply by swimming
And doing your thing
(Seed bead mosaic by the author)
Writing poems
I feel so alive.
Spirit moves through me
With words that dive
Through my heart
Into the abyss
Where love can be found
In a dragon’s kiss.
(pencil drawing by the author)
I love you stars.
You are a part of my day.
Inside my body
You twinkle and play.
Outside at night
You shine so bright.
I smile at the sky
And watch you pass by.
Slowly you move
Or I guess I do, too.
I ponder the Mystery
When I look at you.
Thank you for gracing
My life with your shine.
You inspire my joy
When love’s hard to find.
There’s always a star
Up high and in me.
As long as I chase it
I always feel free.
(oil pastel drawing by the author)
And then the star
turned out its light
fell down to earth
whilst burning bright
born as a child
to a willing mom
who dreamed a dream
the star came from.
When I dream of beauty
A goddess appears
With long green legs
And pollen tears.
(acrylic painting by the author)
Once I hid a dream deep in my heart-
A dream of love, healing, & art.
And many days I forgot why I was here;
I wondered around lost–in sadness and fear.
But the dream wouldn’t die
It kept crying for me–
Look here, listen up:
You have reason to be.
Don’t lose faith now, child. Your gifts are many.
Just because you are confused doesn’t mean you’re unwilling.
Shine where you can, love every day.
The dream in your heart will eventually play
A song you remember, a word or an ode
That unlocks the mystery
of your deepest code.
Sometimes a Dream happens,
And you don’t know what to do…
If you don’t follow it,
It will chase after you.
(acrylic painting by the author)
Part One: TODAY
What a gift to be living in a little cabin in the Pacific NW where I can have the door open and a fire going at the same time. It’s so peaceful.
Soothing.
I love it!
But, in the broad scheme of things: the town here is pretty sleepy…
Still, aren’t there just so many incredible places in the world?
Choosing a place to live is like being asked what part of myself is the most important aspect. What part do I really want to grow and develop and where physically would that be most supported? I’m so diverse, it’s hard to say what part I most want to develop. I really want to live in nature, but I want community near by. I like a climate that is warm, AND I also like to feel a bit chilly at times. I like the beach and forests. I like the mossy NW gardens and the tropical Hawaiian ones. I like the perpetual springtime of southern California (but not so much the dryness). I also love the classic seasons of the North Carolina mountains, but there I miss the sea. I want a good source of potential patients–people who may be interested in and receptive to my gifts…given at my highest and most easeful, fun, and creative level. I also want a place where I can feel inspired to make art, write, and grow my own food. And I want interesting, fun, conscious, and loving people to interact with socially and professionally. Sometimes I think I want to ski above all else. “That will make me happy.” Other times, I think swimming with dolphins is the greatest thing I could possibly imagine. I dream of dolphin-assisted therapy and dolphin-art-healing retreats. Eventually, I could envision starting a nonprofit related to art + nature + healing and kids. And then I think “just loving”, which can be done anywhere, is all that matters. Probably where I am isn’t nearly as important as I think it is. Mine is a journey of inner discovery that I am simultaneously taking externally, it seems.
Really, I’m guess I’m looking for a place where I can feel that I am embodying my highest self, whatever that is or could be. (Though one might reasonably ask, “Is it really up to the place to do that?”.)
At the moment I feel calm and supported, peaceful and happy. I am grateful for the rest. I am also grateful for the journey.
I think I may be home…for now,
though I’m beginning to discover that perhaps I never left ..♥..
Diary of a Mystic Gypsy 