This is how it happened: Statues began speaking to me a few years ago. It’s been a process, this paying attention to art. The nudge I feel within to slow down, pause, listen. “What would you like to talk about? What do you have to say? Would you like to converse?” Are the types of…
Tag: soulstrolling
Spending time with Owl – 2017
“We are all visionaries and what we see is our soul in things.” Henri Amiel Owls have been catching my attention since August, 2016. I’ve been pondering and playing with ‘my word’ for the year. Having a word ‘choose me’ for a year helps ground, nurture, and draw me deeper into practicing being mindful and…
Face Frolicking
The final day of March is drawing near, which means we’re closing in on the end of 31 Days of SoulStrolling prompts. Please let us know if you’ve been pondering and playing along with us! Here’s a poem for today’s prompt #smile: You are good for my soul, lingering about at the edge of my lips, occasionally…
Open your heart to the World
#open is our prompt of the day at 31 Days of SoulStrolling. I have a propensity toward opening my heart to inanimate objects, to see what they might have to say. Much like an artist paints still life, so I engage in conversation. When I open my heart to the world, even in the midst…
The Dress-Up Box
What is it about getting older? Have I forgotten how to play? Libby, my lab, is a master with her, looks-like-I’ve-been-doing-something-mischievous-grin, as she returns from wandering outside. I played often as a child: hide and seek, kick the can, make believe. Dress-up clothes from the box kept for us in the basement – Peter Pan…
Inhale and Inhabit
A prompt, a word, it’s a curious thing where they might lead when you pay attention. I’m participating in 31 Days of SoulStrolling and today’s prompt is – inhale. My mind went on a meandering journey when I first read the prompt. My first association to the word was about the use of drugs. “Oh, I tried…
Hope
You welcomed me in like a new book, flipping the pages from left to right and back again. Inhaling deeply, your brilliant orange globe burst through the overhanging grey and pierced my heart with hope. Purple perforated white – landscape painting before my eyes. A moment of noticing, magic.
Thresholds and Portals – A Collection of Poems
This book of poems began in Vienna, Austria, April 2013. It was birthed from writing prompts, silence in cemeteries, paintings that spoke to me and pastries that called my name. More poems came to life during November 2014 as I participated in National Novel Writing Month – NAWRIMO. 50,000 words gushed forth onto my laptop…
Light and Shadow
Lingering, listening inward. Generously giving holistic hearth health, tranquil together. Soul simplifying silence. Heartfelt hunger aligns. Diving deep, dancing, open wide.
Why Paris?
People ask me, “What is it about Paris that draws you back time and time again?” My reply: ‘I’m following the thread. When you listen to your soul, who knows where your ‘soles’ may lead.’ “There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you…
Sun Dappled Toes, Kurumba, Maldives
Sun dappled toes. Salt scented air wafting, whispering, ‘Rest, savor, be.’ Exotic birds serenading, ‘Welcome to our home.’ Cerulean seas kissing silken sand. Feasting, frolicking, flipping fish, Painting the corral landscape: amethyst, magenta, sapphire and lime. Fragrant flowers displaying ruby, diamond and golden hues. Sunset canvas unfolding in the evening sky. Mindful of color, embracing…
Winter Reflection
“Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world.” Hans Margolius This quote has been lingering and stirring within my soul over the past few weeks. I’ve been taking myself soulstrolling: the practice of walking with awareness, a ‘paying attention’ to what catches my…
Sharon Richards 