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There was a package in my mail last night which arrived out of the blue. A gift! A Surprise! It arrived from a woman I have never met before, but who discovered me online, and liked what I express. Her name is Melanie G Mason, and she is a photographer and writer from New Zealand. She sent me an exquisite book she has created, called THANK YOU, LIVING IN GRATITUDE.
Every page is a joy. The book brims with brilliant photographs and grateful inspiration. I cannot do the book justice, or the rest of Melanie’s work… or her amazing spirit. I can only urge you to visit her website. You too will marvel, and be so inspired.
The quotation on this page reads, “Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls bloom.” ~Marcel Proust
Melanie has many beautiful images on her website, and somewhere the quotation, “Photography teaches us to see.” ~Berenice Abbott
I’ve been dipping into the book, and then, indeed, seeing the world around me with brighter eyes. I took this photo this morning of the sun upon our Buddha Rock, the goldenrod of this season. Everything feels more radiant; more beautiful. Thank you so much Melanie!
My husband Jonah and I visited with his family in Italy this summer, and I was, once again, captivated by the laundry. Why do I love it so? For me, laundry hanging out in the sun and the wind has come to represent hope and renewal. Laundry, at least in my household, is a constant, endless, yes, infinite reality. Choosing hope, love, patience and gratitude while doing the laundry flavors the day with well being.
There are more photographs of laundry in the slideshow of my poem, Hope. And a few prayer flags as well… because to me there is a link between laundry on the line and prayer flags- that practice of hanging small flags imbued with love, blessings and well wishes to be carried by the wind all across the world.
Do I always hang out my laundry? No. I am often feeling rushed or hurried. But on the days that I do, I feel a savoring, lingering appreciation for the moments. Here are some other images of my relationship with our laundry….the entrance to our pantry, and the words above the washing machine.
May your days be filled with love, ingrid
Each of these blessing bundles contains folded blessings, poems & inspiration to encourage a deep sense of love and oneness.
They also have a sweet Quan Yin Charm, and a paper flower.
This summer, when a yoga business owner bought over 20 bundles as gifts for her employees,
I remembered this: People who get it really get it.
The above poem is in the Namaste Love & Oneness Bundle, and also found in the book, Befriending The Soul.
I’m honored that Befriending the Soul was chosen
as one of Aspire Magazine’s Top Ten Inspiring Books this month.
Click here to learn more.
Why, so ungrateful, do I want this:
full of winter fantasy, I find this:
and in the studio I play with papers, to make things like this:
I can be here now much better, when it looks like this:
And if you came for tea, we’d drink with cups from this:
San Diego and Jasmine…jasmine… oh how I love jasmine!!!
(cue song from “dirty dancing: I had the time of my life…”)
Last week, as a 50th birthday gift to myself, I took a trip to San Diego to participate in Dr Robert Holden’s Coaching Happiness training program. I had been feeling unraveled by my three years with nerve pain, the surgery this winter, and with the challenges I’d been facing in fulfilling the demands of my business. I went in hopes to learn a few things I might share, and, if I was lucky, to be restored to an inner sense of well-being. I received all of this, and so much more. Friend, if you ever have the chance:go!
I have always admired Robert Holden’s work and enjoyed his books. Dr Holden has a deeply spiritual, intelligent, generous and poetic clarity that shines through his being, his teaching, and his writing. As an island-dweller, I never expected to have the delight of meeting him someday, or any of the 150 beautiful souls I met last week.
Over the course of five intensive days, Robert shared training and tools which led us on a journey first to the walls of judgment we often build against ourselves, and then through to the other side of judgment- where the joy of oneness, love and deep happiness is the most natural, delightful and relaxed way of being and of living.
The look on my face is asking, “can you believe how much this poem echoes all we’ve just been saying?!”
Oh my goodness, my soul felt so at home! I felt the way Emily Dickinson might have felt, if she’d left her room and discovered herself in front of over a hundred loving soul friends. There were moments when my poems contributed in an uncanny way to the lessons at hand- it was like a dream, a divinely orchestrated dream. In the past, I’d written poems as if they were messages in bottles I tossed shyly from the shore into the ocean of oneness, in hopes someone might wander by, discover them, and feel nourished. Last week, through sharing poems with 150 loving souls all at once, I felt as if I’d arrived in heaven. I felt as if I’d entered the ocean of oneness, and even moved beyond the awareness that we are all waves in this ocean into the full experience of it. This is a bliss that is difficult to describe. I still feel it inside me, and pouring through me. I am in a place of gratitude beyond words. Oh I long for this for everyone!
I will end by sharing this poem, which fit so well with Robert’s discussion of the “Real More”- that what we all really deeply long for (rather than more home shopping network cooking sets and stuff) is to show up fully and joyfully as our authentic, honest, essential selves; to relax into being, and to know that everything we truly seek is within us.
On Prosperity and Saucepans
To live quietly, in Love,
is this enough?
If I cannot save this world,
at least to love it ~
honestly, with ardor,
and at the risk of
playing the fool.
Sometimes my ego will say,
“You need a prettier saucepan.”
But then my heart,
which is also God’s heart,
“Sweet idiot, don’t listen.”
It’s the things money can’t buy
I have plenty and want more of.
If prosperity means
to live in hope,
then certainly I prosper.
~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff, from What Holds Us