Kate Lamberg Center for Natural Healing and Creative Arts~

on a grey day the inside of a small boat becomes a fiery tapestry of golden oranges steering mind's vessel to bump up against solid ground becomes the work of buddha how angels cooperate lining the edges between wood and quiet waters becomes the bay dance of all of us, as we appear to steer without wind oars dropped, wind stilled bird sounds silenced with inquiry rising freedom sings words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '16

please leave the still still life for picasso, and let your wings ventilate while you sleep on the balcony of your now fluid ever changing vibrancy sharp shards of solid blue sky like deadly meteors, just miss your head can not harm you-- on their way down to meet and meld with stormy ocean keeping your head level with the pine you avoid fragmentation-your gate remains open- restored in a dream-to-keep where angels play harp- soothing eyes in sleep, shining a gift of levity ~words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '16

rain patterns itself after nothing but threaded thoughts tangled grasses bounce back- after rain stops pelting meets wind at oak's base how wind and rain dance is none of our business- still, we watch & yearn how we choose to be born etched in dna's purpose petals swirl at water's edge forgiving self for breath held tiny life makes it upstream laughter, silence, tears words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '16

"The deepest level of communication is not communication, but in communing-- beyond words and concept." Thomas Merton let's meet beyond thoughts that weigh down the summer air can we be silent together for just five minutes, simply breathe the warm summer air-    listen to the nesting birds who move here more quietly than usual   let's just sit together, simply breathe the warm moist gusts,    dancing over the lake at dawn-  the peace crocheting our souls more tightly together-   each of us, one beautiful spark, among the whole bonfire- shining a powerful, and lasting peace! words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '16

  how the surf sweeps clean those fearful beams felt in a restless sleep bringing souls to realize new born eyes to keep-- the soft curve of a learned love scooping up a child, free from ocean waves' danger trust tethered, stronger than that crashing wave wherever we are, we can become-- our own home of the brave words/photo~ kate lamberg (c) '16

some times i hear you kicking up the wind and the sway of women's skirts your eyes reflecting the wonder of blackberries ripened in the new england sun most of the time i feel you as a swath of color enlivening, an overcast summer afternoon a soft stream of blues sparkling white cottony clouds making mystical what was only a stream and some clouds-- oh dear angel of nature deliver us into our summer garden so filled by your blessings we become needless--just floating as the sounds of our own breathing and the sight of your tireless moving river are all that need carry us into an embrace of your grace ~words and photo~kate lamberg (c) '14

Praying for peace--for the cessation of Hate Crimes throughout the world!! Om Mani Padme Hume means: May the center of the lotus be forever in the center of your heart! Listen, watch, experience the natural love and peace, expressed in nature, and try  in your humble way to....  "Be the peace you are seeking" Ghandi