At the Shore

                                                                     At the Shore

   This is a magical place,
   a place where water meets the sandy shoreline,
   and on a sunny day, the water glistens like millions of rippling diamonds.

   On a cloudy day, the water looks murky, and shadows crisscross the water 
   and shore.

    Sunny or cloudy, the shoreline is best for meditation and re-connecting with
    one's innermost self. At the shore of any body of water, I am immediately 
    plunged into my inner world of thoughts, dreams and future plans.
    What causes this sudden shift of gears? Why do we tend to slow down
    at the shore?

    Nature envelops us, and our thoughts begin to be seen reflected against a         larger backdrop,giving them more perspective.

    Some people may find their peace in the mountains, or on a remote bike trail, 
    camping trip, or resort, but for me peace, joy and tranquility are found
    where water meets the shore.


~Kathy~

By Kitchen Light...

                                       By Kitchen Light


        Same, yet different;
        the lighting, colors and mood,
        this space where so many meals are created,
        brings my mind back to an earlier time,
        and a hallowed place...
        my parents kitchen...600 miles north of here.


        It must be the ambiance,
        an undefined feeling,
        a deja vu experience of the heart.

        
        The lighting, recessed,
        The wood, light in shade,
        The music, soft classics,
        The food, gourmet.
        But these are all externals, and yet,
        each of them in their own unique way
        plays a different heart-string, and when
        plucked all together, the effect creates
        a crescendo of thoughts and feelings
        that come racing through me,
        bringing back with them
        memories of meals, conversations, laughter and tears.


        Same, yet different;
        take away just one element,
        and the effect of this place upon me
        may have gone unnoticed.


        It's funny how the heart has
        such a specific memory.

~Kathy~