Springtime at the Quarries

They always surprise me, these abandoned quarries.

I always discover something new each time I go. A new trail. Another new hidden quarry. A new view. A new sense of awe.

In the springtime, the quarries show their true colors. The deep and mineral rich water sparkles brilliantly in the sun.

The leaves fill in the woods and trails filtering light and giving life to the things that grow here.

The rocks, scarred and striated, stand tall and proud above the glorious pools below.

This newness…is how I wish to live my life. Each day a new beginning. Each day a new chance. Each day a new adventure.

And the quarries in springtime remind me just how beautifully brand new each day is.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken

This was a difficult subject. So much of what I photograph is from nature and there is nothing broken there. My posts though, convey through images my journey through life and there was a period last spring when I felt broken. Here is one of the photos I shared in a post during that time…

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Broken.”

Kissing the Earth

The world around me is growing, blooming, flourishing. I am in awe of her beauty and her unfolding.

I love all seasons but spring…the season of rebirth…holds me in her spell. Enchanting, captivating, and radiant.

I immerse myself in her lushness and extravagance.

I stare in wonder at the abundance of colors and inhale the heavenly scents.

I feel gentle breezes and nourishing rains. The earth is truly coming back to life.

There is a stirring inside my soul. A desire, a passion, a reverence for what I am seeing and experiencing around me and within me. I feel myself blossoming and expanding. My heart joyous and content.

It’s as though I am kissing the earth. Savoring these tender and sweet moments. And as I journey through this season…

I feel the earth kissing me back.

Falling Up

I like to think that instead of falling down…I fall up.

This life I’m living, this path I am traveling, the things I am learning show me that I am heading into a new beginning, a new place, a new world.

I am uncovering and discovering who I am and what I want.

And as I begin this journey into the unknown I can look back. And I can see that every time I fell down I was really falling upward…moving closer and closer towards the person I truly am.

Letting down walls and opening windows and allowing life back in and myself out. Fear no longer holds me back.

I know that falling is an opportunity to rebuild and to grow…up and up and up. Higher than I have ever been before.

With wisdom and resilience at my core, and gratitude and grace in my heart, contentment and serenity are more easily found in my day to day life. I have a solid foundation on which I can continue to build upon. By falling down I now understand how to fall up.