february 28, 2010

dear jen,

the sun shines in through the window as i sit here thinking about an adventure i would like to take on this blue sky day. we just hung up after chatting about our next time together and i know i am so blessed to have you as a friend.

in this moment, i am so grateful:

for the sound of millie sighing content in her bed

for the whispered truths between friends who trust

for the hope of all that stands before me

for the photo i have of last year's crocuses because some little creature ate all of this year's before they bloomed

that love does really heal us

for a big glass of freshly made navel orange+blood orange+grapefruit juice

for laughter

i hope you soak up every minute of this day.

blessings,

liz

Where oh Where?

My dear Liz~

I love to walk down the street just as the sun is going down and sneak a peek into the front window of another persons home. It makes me feel warm inside, cozy. I also love to imagine my friends at home, their space, what they are doing. I see you there snuggled on the couch with Millie close, baby swimming in your belly. You there, writing. I love this image. I feel closer to you. I am there, we are having tea, we are laughing, we are dreaming.

december 5, 2009

i am wishing for snow today. and time to read poetry.

perhaps a fire in the fireplace and "wintersong" playing softly in the background.

yes. in this moment, i am wishing for tea and a perfect muffin.

for an invitation to play and a whispered dream to arrive on the wind.

i am wishing for continued energy as i lean in toward self-care.

for words to wind there way to the page (upon page)

and that your heart feels magic and joy today.

today, in this moment, i wish

i wish.

and yes my friend, yes, i think about the little one inside me growing, stretching to find its way to here. it seems impossible and perfect at the same time. thank you for listening as i find my way too.

love and light,

liz

rest

as rain falls, i think of you. full moon, now grows smaller, piano echos in the distance. isn't it beautiful to think that a being is growing inside of you? your most beautiful creation yet.

i wonder if you are getting good rest, how the book is coming and what you did today?

i ate french fries, made things, took a bath in incredible essential oils and feel ready to snuggle in for the night. cup if tea calls. xoxo

november 23, 2009

dear jen,

in this moment i am remembering the sounds of our day together this summer as we shared stories and ate pizza and drank water from a jar.

missing you. hoping the sun is shining inside you.

blessings,

liz

november 8, 2009

PS go visit this blog and read this post. (oh my goodness.)

postcard from the mandolin cafe (november 6, 2009)

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dear jen,
a day of writing, dreaming, tea drinking, whispering, laughing, poetry reading, painting, hoping, giggling...
yes.
this would be perfection.

wish you were here.

love,
liz