Showing posts with label quiet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quiet. Show all posts

Friday, May 27, 2016

Of A Summer Sea





a quiet wash of the sea has come in






Sea Cottage is bathed in the white tide of a Summer sea











Peace flowing gently






"So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were struck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea."
~Virginia Woolf

Quiet, soft layerings of white with sun faded blues from the Summer sea.

washed by the sea
Kerrie



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Saturday, March 12, 2016

Fade Into Quiet







There is a place where my soul finds being.  Where nature's emptiness opens my capacity to breathe.  A hidden shore to lay down upon, where the gentle wind blows and the soft rain washes away my dross. The stillness becomes a song that my heart longs to hear.   

Beauty finds me and I fade into quiet. 


washed by the sea
Kerrie


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Monday, February 15, 2016

Pure Waters






"a secret freedom opens through a crevice you can barely see."
-Rumi
















I lay down on the barren shore and purest waters wash over me.  My long hair tangled in the seaweed like a mermaid.  A whisper of a psalm drifts through the air.

a silent soul
washed by the sea
Kerrie





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Sunday, January 3, 2016

Undreamed Shores

Listen in silence, O coastlands
"In the stillness between two waves of the sea." -



"To unpathed waters, undreamed shores."
  ~William Shakespeare

As the marine fog drifts in, a silence draws me into stillness.  The mystery beckons me... leading me... to unpathed waters...to the deep hidden places of the sea...where the songs that have never been heard are found.

"as when our soul was poured into our body and our body was lifted up from the waters."
-Margaret Ebner 1351

silent 
a silent soul

washed by the sea
Kerrie

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Friday, November 6, 2015

Hidden in the Silence









"Look at that sea- all silver and shadow with visions of things not seen."
~L. M. Montgomery

Nature leaves treasures everywhere on this earth...
  hidden amidst the rocks, along the cliffs where the waves have just been.
Washed upon the empty shore under the dense fog of the northern sea...
in the shadow of waves and sand.

 Hidden in the silence of earth and sea.  The quiet, deep places...on the silent shores.  

  
washed by the sea...
Kerrie 





Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Seawashed Sanctuary




When we bought our home its Mediterranean architecture reminded us of a Monastery.





.We envisioned the way that we would inhabit its space to create a seaside sanctuary. 





 Living in simplicity with minimal furnishings, openness, natural light and soft shades of the sea.  There is empty space and quietness that creates a sanctuary atmosphere.




 Our home has become a refuge of peace and a calm dwelling place.

 
Sacred Quiet

washed by the sea...
Kerrie

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Sunday, March 15, 2015

Solitude





Not merely an absence of noise, Real Silence begins when a reasonable being withdraws from the noise in order to find peace and order in his inner sanctuary."
~Peter Minard

"Solitude is a form of meditation."
~Terri Guillemets

The peace that I find in Solitude is a calm that fills my depths.  To take the time to retreat in silence from the sounds of the world.  To turn everything off and go out into Nature.  The songs of gentle earth filling my temple. 

washed by the sea
Kerrie











Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Quiet Living

"Reverence is the nature of my love." 
~Thich Nhat Hahn







"The pure land is now or never."
~Thich Nhat Hahn


I have been on a path of embracing silence and living quietly for some time now.  I truly have found a peace that I was yearning for.  It seems as the world gets louder, I get quieter;  as it goes faster, I go slower;  and as it rises higher, I go lower.  In quieting my life I am able to listen.  My heart aches for 'the pure land'.  I  find goodness is everywhere. 

washed by the sea
Kerrie