...a soul's journey...

please read...

from

Oh So Posh Photography

because the human spirit shines.

and the heart becomes evident...

maybe...

just.

when you.

need it.

the.

most.

just BE.

robin.

...1.27.13...

beconstructive.

clear 

your

mind of

can't.

~samuel johnson

from the book be.

it is.

a new year.

why not?

welcome to coffee hour.

welcome to this Sunday morning.

just BE.

robin.

...the still point in the middle...

when life is hectic or stressed,

remember that every hurricane has it's "eye,"

the still point in the middle of the raging winds.

you too can retain a calm center,

by remembering that your essential self is immune to circumstances.

trust in your ability to respond to any situation

with courage and wisdom

you can draw from the core of your being.

~1,001 ways to live in the moment

i think we forget.

how strong we really are.

light + objects = shadows

don't forget.

just BE.

robin.

...1.20.13...

 a sneek peak at yesterday.

 emma

beproactive.

whatever

you are meant to do,

move toward it

and it will

come to you. 

~gloria dunn

from the book be.

last night.

we had thunder snow.

today.

wind and eighteen degrees.

not fit to be outside.

taking photos.

today i will continue to edit.

emma grace's photo session.

she is such a delight.

you will be able to see more of her.

in the tab under my header later today.

it is a great day.

for a blanket.

a movie.

and a pot of chili.

welcome to coffee hour.

welcome to this Sunday morning.

just BE.

robin.

...a flutterby's courage...

Walking down a path through some woods in Georgia in 1977, 1 saw a water puddle ahead on the path. I angled my direction to go around it on the part of the path that wasn’t covered by water and mud.  As I reached the puddle, I was suddenly attacked!

 Yet I did nothing for the attack was so unpredictable and from a source so totally unexpected. I was startled as well as unhurt, despite having been struck four or five times already.  I backed up a foot and my attacker stopped attacking me.  Instead of attacking more, he hovered in the air on graceful butterfly wings in front of me.  Had I been hurt I wouldn’t have found it amusing, but I was unhurt, it was funny, and I was laughing.  After all, I was being attacked by a butterfly!

 Having stopped laughing, I took a step forward.  My attacker rushed me again.  He rammed me in the chest with his head and body, striking me over and over again with all his might, still to no avail.  For a second time, I retreated a step while my attacker relented in his attack.

 Yet again, I tried moving forward.  My attacker charged me again.  I was rammed in the chest over and over again. I wasn’t sure what to do, other than to retreat a third time, after all, it’s just not everyday that one is attacked by a butterfly. This time, though, I stepped back several paces to look the situation over. My attacker moved back as well to land on the ground.  That’s when I discovered why my attacker was charging me only moments earlier.

 He had a mate and she was dying.  She was beside the puddle where he landed.  Sitting close beside her, he opened and closed his wings as if to fan her.  I could only admire the love and courage of that butterfly in his concern for his mate. He had taken it upon himself to attack me for his mate’s sake, even though she was clearly dying and I was so large.  He did so just to give her those extra few precious moments of life, should I have been careless enough to step on her.

 Now I knew why and what he was fighting for.  There was really only one option left for me. I carefully made my way around the puddle to the other side of the path, though it was only inches wide and extremely muddy.  His courage in attacking something thousands of times larger and heavier than himself just for his mate’s safety justified it.  I couldn’t do anything other than reward him by walking on the more difficult side of the puddle.  He had truly earned those moments to be with her, undisturbed.  I left them in peace for those last few moments, cleaning the mud from my boots when I later reached my car.

 Since then, I’ve always tried to remember the courage of that butterfly whenever I see huge obstacles facing me.  I use that butterfly’s courage as an inspiration and to remind myself that good things are worth fighting for.

she was so close.

to recognizing her dream.

 of flying.
but cold weather came.
and it was too late.

light + objects=shadows

just BE.

robin.

...on the precipice of...

   

magic

(click to see where i am going with this...)

this.

was magic.

as.

i might have not noticed her.

hanging from her precipice.

her taking a leap of faith.

to go inside herself.

for a bit.

to make the necessary changes.

she needed to make.

to come out the other side.

as something new. 

and beautiful.

simple.

ordinary.

magic.

stop.

take the time to see it. 

believe.

it.

so.

just BE.

robin.

...1.13.13...

  

bedaring

if you are

looking 

for

a big opportunity,

seek out a 

big problem.

~h.jackson brown, jr.

if.

the weather maker.

were to ask me.

i would always, always.

opt for snow versus ice.

ice is only good for skating.

and i do not own a pair of skates.

positive...what's the positive?...

it makes a funny crunching sounds when you walk on the grass.

it makes for lovely photo ops.

umm..

thinking.

thinking.

that's all i got.

but two positives are way better.

than getting caught up in negatives.

welcome to coffee hour.

welcome to this Sunday morning.

just BE.

robin.

...the presence of light in us...

light + objects = shadows

“there are no shadows in darkness.

 shadows are created by light,

 and only exist in the presence of light.

 refusing to acknowledge our shadow leads us to deny the presence of light in us.” 

― Franco Santoro

was this week.

really long for anyone else?

so grateful that it is saturday.

i need some me time today.

even if it's just doing the dishes.

or vacuuming.

or laundry.

this was a trying week at work.

not with anything in particular.

that i can pinpoint.

just a lot of "pulling" in many direction.

but, again, i am grateful.

that i have the chance to be...

present.

with myself.

i even had the opportunity to step out onto the porch.

and breathe in forty-seven degree goodness.

and take in a sip or two from my coffee mug.

rain yesterday.

took away a lot of snow.

it could say march on the calendar by the way the day is presenting itself.

no complaints here.

in my post below this.

i have photos representing each month last year.

please feel free to use them for your "wallpaper" for 2013.

i would love to spend time with you on your desktop.

breathe in the moments today.

just BE.

robin.

...free wallpaper for 2013...

please save.

and use as wallpaper.

 for the year.

from my heart to yours.

just BE.

robin.

...1.6.13...

befirst

to achieve the impossible,

it is precisely

the unthinkable

that must be thought.

~tom robbins

twenty twelve.

in photos.

i started out strong.

with an online e-course.

beyond layers.

unfortunately.

when summer kicked in.

i got too busy.

which is sad.

because i loved learning photoshop.

and it was something i was doing for me.

time has a way of doing that to a person.

but...

i will spend the winter months now.

pushing through seven months of learning.

it is cold and grey out.

so...

nothing like pouring over my year of photos.

and photoshop.

to warm my heart.

how are you starting out your new year?

welcome to coffee hour.

welcome to this Sunday morning.

just BE.

robin.