Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Equilibrium

Psychedelic water reflections, high on shaggy palms
Squardons of dragonflies blasting brilliant clouds

Quick shadows form fronds with the sun's light on the orange cushion
Submerged
Yet Floating
Carried away in time and space

Not even the sound of my own heart beating

I exsist only on an inhale

Drunken...
Off-center...
Weightless...

My mind floats away on a billow against such a bright blue

Escape...
Peace...
Close your eyes
Drift away...

Thursday, November 17, 2011

It's Long Road, But Don't Walk Too Fast!

Feet on the Ground, not in it...



Strolling around my olde' town, I stopped today near a place that I have traveled past for years.  I even remembered that as a young teenager, I pushed the pedals with much more energy... as to not slow down near here!  

It is actually a pretty patch of land with lovely, windswept trees that sometimes together with the sun create lace patterns on the grasses of the glaring white, bleached tombstones.  I have decided that this is a perfect to place to walk on a bad day...

For here there is no bad day.  

People come and go, life in all of it's joy and chaos continues.  We are merely a blip on the screen of a universe so vast and incomprehensible that our problems are truly microscopic.  All that means is, everything, the gusto of your life, is how you carry yourself in any given second; for the next second may not be held for your existence!

It is very hushed in this space, the markings are old and tell tales of people who once were.  I breath in and push my feet across this shroud of green turf  in order that I might return to my "bad" day.  And in this day I have gained a bit of clear insight, that it just ain't so bad after all...  


Wednesday, November 16, 2011


To run free is an amazing gift!
Our spirits are harnessed by nature to an "earthbound" gravity, filled with the absolute weight of the world.
Let go of all that holds you down...
and give your spirit a chance to soar.
Be exceptional and free if only for a moment...
you have that power within you!
Let this be the most important gift that can you give yourself...

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Rachel and Cheryl.... two of the best people I know!

Six Sentence Sunday is in dedication to these two strong and amazing women...
Unconditional love, in an conditional world is an exceptional achievement.

Celebrate your soul mate, as no other human being will ever understand or admire your spirit more... !

You can never push away the one you truly love (and who loves you), no matter what hell you try to create; they will never give up or walk away, they will just fight harder to stay.

In my life, just short of loved ones and special friends, coffee, chocolate and a mountain or ocean view are the best things that I can hope to have in my ordinary day.

People are in fear of what they cannot relate to or do not understand.

Keep your faith and let the light shine on your face, as you must believe that you are truly amazing!

Love to my friends,  Julie




Wednesday, November 9, 2011

THE LAST MORNING GLORY...


Life has been hectic, but good!
Trips out of town, new grandchildren, camping with friends...  All of those things squeezed in alongside a heavy work schedule, my new health regime and trying to get my house in order has not left me a great deal of time for the things that make me, ME!

I am proud and happy except for the things undone, like my poor, pathetic yard.  Grass rag-tag and tattered with sticks and wild weeds.  I really call them wild flowers, but who am I kidding?  I tell myself, everyday as I climb into my car, "the insects love you, look at all of the blooms"!  They are buzzing with activity and I feel like I have allowed nature to be itself, showing it's finest before the dead of winter!  My mess is part of the universe in it's most pure form.  (I am really good at convincing myself that my slack can somehow equal good on some astral or karmic level).

Yesterday, as I was bending for the morning A.I.S (ass in seat) departure, I looked over and saw it!  One of my favorites...and they do so truly touch my heart.  I do not know if it is the color, which I love, the frailty or strength that they represent to me, or if it is just the light that shines from within them as they greet a new morning.
I dearly love my morning glories!

I jerked to a stop and halted my hasty, forward movements in order to do the most important thing... I snapped a few quick pictures as a farewell to the flowers.  I smiled and knew that next year they would be back to greet me along with a new summer sky...  

And for just a moment, I knew that it was time to stop and notice the last morning glory!




“A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.”
― Walt Whitman

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday...Oct 9, 2011



The nature around us is a gift from God;  if we slow down and take just a moment to look closely we will see his hand.

As hard as I might try, even if I fight with all of the strength that my poor heart can muster,  I cannot make it through this life without love...

Fear of failure makes you keep your colors inside of the lines!

There is nothing more sweet than a tiny new baby, curled up, sleeping on your chest...your hearts touch.

Sometimes, you do not see the joy in your life, until it has passed!

The deepest purple of the morning glory, surrounds the glowing light that come from deep within.


Fall photo, by Jules
Near Evergreen, Colorado...U.S.A

Saturday, October 8, 2011

No Butterfly for You....

Well, I woke up and went to sit outside on a beautiful weekend morning, where no need to rush to work makes me feel like a queen!
During the week, time for things that truly feel like a blessing are somewhat diminished... it is more difficult to rise and face the day, knowing the insanity that awaits me.
Breezy, fresh and peaceful was the world, as I sipped my smoky java and inhaled the day!
I began to notice the flowering weeds in my yard! I guess they are weeds because "city girl" Jules, did not plant them...The lavender flowers growing wildly, supported by the ragged grass that needs attention were just a hub of activity.  Woven in between are the morning glories, which I did plant, because I so love them (and because they photograph like champs)!
Bees, both honey and bumble zoom along with the slower moths and butterflies. All shapes and sizes of winged creatures, just flitted about enjoying my disheveled yard.
The light was awesome and speckled with moving shadows, as my trees danced with the wind.  I was not going to miss this inviting opportunity!

I left the steaming mug abandoned and alone on the glass table top and rushed to seek out my camera!  It was just where I knew that it would be, entombed in it's black leather pouch.  I rustled it loose from it's coffin and pushed the little silver button to revive the lost soul.  NOTHING!
I shook the case to free the other two batteries.  As I fumbled with the silver casing and released the latch, I wondered just how long had it been?  Two more attempts at camera CPR only resulted in dead bodies... put a toe tag on 'em and move on!
In hopes of not missing the capture of my outdoor bliss, I grabbed my cell phone.  Okay, not much of a tool but when you snooze you lose.  Apparently, I have been asleep at the wheel a lot longer than I realized.

I scared away the first orange and black butterfly.  How did he know I was there?  Did I need to move down wind?  So, after scaring away two other posers, I thought sit down, blend in...
I am so damned funny!  It is not unusual to drive by my home and see some women laying near her overgrown "garden" shooting pictures of the underbelly of a bush.  Neighbors, just pass by, slowly and in awe!  I believe that I have carry tons of entertainment value on my block, and the kids just love me!

So there I am, I sit still and wait...cell phone posed for a shot to share with you!
Here comes a black bumble, so fat he looks lumbering in his flight.  He lights "quickly" on a few purple buds before he reaches the capabilities of my humble cell phone.  I smile with anticipation as he sits right in front of me, I push the button... and turn off the phone.
Oh, you have to be kidding me.  I laugh, the bee lurches on to his next choice meal.  Okay, so try again...
Ready, set, push....slow learner hits the same dad-gum button!
One lovely, huge butterfly attracts my rapt attention across the yard.  Oh my goodness, it is huge and sports amazing, colorful wings.  I put down the cell phone and just sit quietly and watch.
I know that if I move he will be gone.  I know that the phone is not going to cut it... so the crazy weed lady puts down her non-picture taking camera to sit and watch the life around her.  It occurs to me that we miss many beautiful things, while we are on a "mission".
So, I stopped.  I just stopped and watch the life go on around me.  Birds were singing, I could feel the sun on my arms just before it ducked behind a small cloud.  The breeze blew in my crazy red hair.  No camera today, nothing captured, nothing to share.  Just a small moment, flitting from flower to leaf...just my life in this moment...