My Daily Prayer

My maternal grandmother, Mary, once told me that prayer's more than just a request for help, an expression of thanks, a worship service, or an earnest hope or wish.  Prayer's action.

As if in a waking dream, she's sitting across the table from me.  A paradoxical combination of impishness and seriousness illuminates her blue-green eyes as she leans over her afternoon libation, which, most likely, is tea laced with a hint of whiskey.  

"Prayer's living your life, my wild selkie," she declares before taking a small sip.  

She suddenly fixes her gaze just above my head.  She speaks to me, but there's obviously an unseen someone, or something, present in the room with us.

"By living life, you're prayer in action," she affirms in a matter-of-fact manner.  "In doing so, you share yourself with those around you, especially the next generation.  Continue to be, continue to walk your path, continue to give and receive unconditional love in all its many forms, continue to give wholeheartedly.  These gifts are the ultimate legacy.  So simple, yet so profound, they're worth more than money, status, and power."

We sit in silence for awhile, her love wrapping itself around me -- a hug from the other side.  And then, she fades away.  But I hear her whisper: "Continue to be, continue to walk your path, continue to give and receive unconditional love in all its many forms, continue to give wholeheartedly."

This is my daily prayer for all, especially my amazing significant other, who loves me completely; my four awesome stepkids, who are the greatest teachers in my life and always in my heart; their mother, who intuitively trusts and respects others no strings attached; my parents and brother for being there; and lastly, Mary, who was, and still is, a mentor, even from just beyond the threshold.  

The Morning Portal Meditation

The lighthouse at my back, I face the brightening eastern sky.  All is quiet, except for distant boat motors, lapping water against the retaining wall, and an eight-old-boy gasping in wonderment over the miracles of morning light and its colors.

An egret lands near the docks.  Now, completely still, it continuously scans the water for breakfast.  And then ... SPLASH!!!  A fish struggles in its long beak.

The steamy, salty air rises from the ground.  I breathe it in, then out.   I feel it creeping over my skin -- a baptism by ocean and heat.  Cleansed and fully present, I greet the day and walk through the morning portal.

Avery Point Sunrise

A Photo Essay: Lammas

Be grateful for each moment; each one is a lesson learned and gift given.  These moments first started as seeds sowed last spring.  They pushed their green shoots through the soil, reaching for the sun's nourishing rays; thus, they grew strong.

And now, Lammas is here.

The First Harvest produces crops and next year's seed.  The latter is so important.  Without quality seed, there would be no crop, both literally and metaphorically.

What has come to fruition for you?  What are your Lammas lessons and gifts?

Conversations with an Inchworm

A few months ago ... I turned to find her watching an inchworm slowly make its way along a stick's length.  Enchantment sparked in her eyes -- something I rarely see in adults and, dare I say it, a majority of today's youth.  I prayed she wouldn't lose the ability to fall in love with the world over and over again, to perceive her surroundings beyond the five faculties of sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch.

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Enchantment meets at the threshold of the five senses and intuition. 

In The Enchanted Life: Unlocking the Magic of the Everyday, Sharon Blackie, a psychologist and mythologist with a specialization in Celtic Studies, describes living in such a manner as " ... to be challenged, to be awakened, to be gripped and shaken to the core by the extraordinary which lies at the heart of the ordinary" (12).  To snuff out this ancient knowing is a form of death.

The inchworm has something to tell you.  Experience the world with your entire being, awake and open.

Featured Artist

The balmy days of summer find me out and about my locality taking pictures or just enjoying nature.  My entries have been few, as I've been busy with family-oriented fun, photo shoots, and preparations for my first exhibit.

I'm the July / August Featured Artist at Vault Coffee Roasters, located in Olde Mistick Village, Mystic, Connecticut, near Mango's Wood-Fired Pizza.  For more information, please refer to the below video.

Thank you so much for your continued support!

A Wisewoman's Prayer

Loam under fingernails.  Toes buried in soil.  Air fragrant with moist, rich earth.

I relish my moments spent in the garden -- a visual altar, so to speak, of my relationship with the land and its energies.  I feed and water as needed; the plants grow, pushing skyward, creeping along the ground.

Yarrow, the wisewoman's herb, guards the gate; while wind chimes dance in the twilight -- calling the Old Ones home ... among the nodding columbine, viola, and alyssum.  This garden witch's charm I weave, with harm to none, so mote it be.

Flow

Just breathe.  And pause for a moment.

Life is perfectly imperfect -- a crazy, fascinating journey. 

Last night's dishes are still stacked in your sink.  That one corner in your bedroom looks like a shrine dedicated to work clothes and other miscellany yet to be sorted.  And perhaps, just perhaps, the dust bunnies are morphing into something really strange under your bed.

Imperfect Meditation

But does that matter? 

You're so much more than the polished perfection of Better Homes and Gardens or the air-brushed beauty standards depicted in Vogue and Cosmopolitan.

Love yourself.  Flow with life.

Living Wild Hearth

Welcome, folks, to Wild Hearth ...

  • an intuitive way of seeing the world;
  • a threshold briefly glimpsed in daily living and nature; and
  • an imperfect life prayer rooted in the sacredness of dust, gratitude, love, and family.

This blog grows out of my experience as a writer, photographer, and nature lover.

You'll find pictures paired with inspirational quotes, thoughtful musings about life, and notes from my hearth to yours.  You're invited to come in, grab a cuppa, and sit down. 

Let's get to know one another.

Sunrise Prayer