Creative Writing and unfinished business…
May 26, 2014 § 14 Comments
breathing in and out
one thought hanging by a thread –
a moment’s peace
Tagged: haiku, mindfulness, poetry
Ha! Love all of this: the breathing in and out to match the lovely waves moving in and out, the “snip” suspended, the simple profundity of “a moment’s peace….” Maybe you can snip my thought (s), too? (That’s a lotta snippage :)). Thank you. Xoxo
Ha! Pleased it worked for you. Maybe life is that simple. Not! Next time I meditate I’ll see if it works, and I’ll do multiple snippages for you too 🙂 xx
Love the words. Perfect photograph to go with them.
Instant reply! Thank you so much, and so pleased spirit of my intention passes through the words to you.
No doubt in my mind. 🙂
Wonderfully simplistic and yet deep, complex all at the same time! Like the ocean itself….
And forgive me, but is the picture itself actually moving, like a GIF or anything like that? I can’t tell if it is just an optical illusion! :-p
Thank you for your kind words, it’s very much appreciated. The ‘movement’ you sense is just an illusion 🙂
Well, I know that all art comes from inside, anyway, so I guess that’s appropriate for me to see the lull of the waves lazily lapping at the shore….only in my mind LOL
You must have a wonderfully unfettered imagination 🙂
Well, I am hoping that connecting with and reading the work of other artists such as yourself will help me develop that imagination I think I have! 😉
Some might say too much so…. :-p
Fantastic imagery! And I wish I could do this with many of my thoughts. Maybe I’ll use visualization next time I’m fretting about something, and I’ll picture the thought as a thread I can simply snip. Excellent writing here, Rachael. Hugs and love to you!
Ha! So glad you liked it. I’d been dragging something around in my head all weekend that was bothering me. When I snipped it something else bothering me snucked in… Hope you have better luck 🙂 Big hug xx
Oh, I can relate, Rachael. I truly envy those people who claim to have some peace and quiet in their heads. Even my dreams have been constant noise lately.
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