The fine soft silky red sands at the base of Bell Rock
can be quite sootheing and healing to One's bare soles.
they are like no other sands i have ever walked.
i am there already, waiting for us to arrive. Ha!
Thanks you for your vision, Shirley -
from which we manifest the dream.
Joy and Light,
Chi

Aww!
 

Lol
 

Did you find the buried treasure???:)

Ooo
 

The cool moss under my feet...
under my feet...
the smell is so sweet...
where am I?
Is this cool moss paradise lost?:confused:

i suppose we all do all sorts of travelling
during the course of our lives
outside (the world) and inside (the mind).
i do miss our travels together inside;
such beautiful places in beautiful times...
So many little enlightenments; so divine.

Always wishing the best for you, My Friend.
Joy and Light, Chi

I'm here, with you, delighting in the divine..

and feeling truly blessed.

To travel at the speed at light
one must remain still.
i am delighting in the divine today too!

I see
 

I see a thousand shades of green, from fresh bright sunlit yellow greens to deep smoky dark blue greens. I smell the rain, bringing life to all things growing--warm rain that stops to let the sun peek out and sparkle on the drops hanging on soft leaves that are my shelter. I feel under my feet hundreds of years of Earth renewing herself, making worlds within worlds, to support life, to support me, gently.

I breathe deeply and am rejuvenated by sweet Earth and mist and I walk barefoot along a fine path that soothes my feet and sends energy up through my legs and into my heart. I follow the musical sounds of the waterfall and when I see it I watch as the whitewater tumbles over smooth moss-covered boulders and into a deep pool shimmering in the sun. I am naked and free and I walk gently into the pool flowing out from the bottom of the waterfall, swimming towards it to feel its power pounding on my skull, pounding Earth's rhythm through me, cleansing me.

This is real, it is where I go, to the forest, for life, for passion, for love to overflow me, spill out from me, heal me, bring me back to what is clean and real.

shirleymac
 

This morning I walk in the Himalayan mountains, the sun beating down on the snowy white peaks and reflecting the beauty in everyone's eyes. I can see my breath, and hear people talking, reciting mantras, and children playing...all I feel is the cold on my face, but I'm at peace here in this simple village...