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Strolling The Neighborhood On This Summerlike Autumn Day…

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Summer Blossoms In The Fall – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

what season is it!?

even the garden seems confused

 

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Magnificent Weeping Willows – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

the trees are hesitant about changing from summer green to autumn yellow

 

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Trees Early Fall – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

my secret, quiet spot

 

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Secluded Hideaway – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

just the faintest hint of the changing season

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Sweet Balm Of Surrender…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

I am bathed in serenity

In the sweet balm of surrender

To that which knows

From whence I came

   And why…

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A Second Day Of Blazing Glory!

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

What a privilege

Indeed for

My eyes to so feast

Upon all this glory

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

What have I done to deserve it?

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

   Nothing more than breathing in and breathing out…

And even that is not done by the “i” who writes these words

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Thank You

Whatever

Mother Nature?

For the glory upon which these eyes

   This day feast…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Toni Roberts’ Artwork and Photography May Be Viewed & Purchased at:

 http://www.cafepress.com/DaughtersofGaia

http://www.cafepress.com/orishatreasures

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Early Fall…A View From My Window…”

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

This exquisite view of the Hutchinson River

The Long Island Sound

And the ever-changing Wetlands

Never ceases to fascinate and enthrall

Day after day

Season after season

Year after year of my life

Witnessing

The shifts in my soul

That keep time with the changing seasons

Today is a day of honoring

Mother Nature as She

Signals the approach of

Death

In a wild and vivid display of

Outrageous Color!

You go, Girl!

Toni Roberts’ Artwork and Photography May Be Viewed & Purchased at:

 http://www.cafepress.com/DaughtersofGaia

http://www.cafepress.com/orishatreasures

http://www.fineartamerica.com/art/all/toni+roberts/all

http://toniroberts.imagekind.com

Season Of Thanksgiving…

new awakenings...

new awakenings…

new day

new dawn

new awakenings

new understanding

joy

family

love

thanksgiving…

new foundations for being

the river...late fall...

the river…late fall…

 

everything in flux again

trees changing color and shape daily

this scene, which just weeks ago

days ago?

was lush with the ostentatious ridiculousness of early fall

now pale and emaciated echoes of what was

death slowly encroaching

season of change

of metamorphosis

transformation

I hear whispers

see you in the next life

the one that awaits you just around the corner

of coming winter

The Bittersweet Harvest of Fall…

autumn river

autumn river

red yellow green gold orange rust

bright glorious muted

shades of Autumn

reflections of my inner state

harvest…birth

of the last of the magic

of springtime seeds

deeply planted

in rich inner soil

tilled by hands of

love devotion patience obedience

autumn river two

autumn river two

cornucopia of golden riches

fruit of hard labor joyous pain

painful joy…

born of the bittersweet chaos of

lusty summer abundance

autumn river three

autumn river three

autumn river four

autumn river four

even as my heart embraces

the joy of late fall harvest

it begins its journey of death…

departure to the underworld…

season of trees laid bare

heavily laden with

snow that covers a

cold and barren land…

my time of stillness

of listening in the dark silence

of the Deep

to Her Whispered Plans

of coming spring

with summer riding on

its wings…

rebirth…

thus the cycle continues

in a never-ending

spiral

of

joy

pain

death

rebirth…

the bittersweet exquisiteness

of this experience called

human life on planet earth

Autumn…Season of Death

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Autumn…Season of Death

I sit here gazing out at my river…allowing my mind to drift along with its flow. I am reminded by the changing colors of the trees that summer has, indeed, passed; and like the trees on the far shore of the river, I, too, am undergoing a season of change…a season of death.

Unlike years prior, I am experiencing this season of death not with sadness and gloom but with a quiet joy in my heart because now, in this season of my maturity, I am experiencing death and rebirth simultaneously.

Who? What is dying? And how can I rejoice over the death of any part of self?

She who would hold me back on this journey of at-one-ment is gone. The fear-driven, doubting, ego-personality-self; the one who trusted nothing—no one—but her own blind, limited, ignorant-of-the-truth-self has passed away…

She’s been burned to ash in the fires of initiation; and from those ashes, my new, Christ-infused-Soul now arises.

The Sacred Marriage has taken place; my soul has taken a bridegroom—the Bridegroom.

Yang and Yin have been joined together. The Holy Couple now rule this body, mind, soul…life.

I AM renewed, rebuilt, restored as the God Seed takes root and flowers into new being.

My life is now lived under the authority of the GodWoman within to whom responsibility has been transferred. Instead of attempting work out (in my tired, little brain) every matter that gives me pause, I have given Her full permission to be my response in every matter and aspect of my life.

When I am brutally honest with myself, I am forced to admit that I, the “i” that is communicating these thoughts, does not have a clue as to what this “third dimension” of Reality and the myriad forms contained within it should look like. Therefore, I have returned responsibility for this life—individual and collective—to its rightful “Owner—that which is responsible for the creation and maintenance of the entire universe and all of its contents—including us confused humans.

My life is becoming a celebration of the demise of ruler-ship of the flesh and the triumphant restoration of the ruler-ship of what we humans perceive as the Divinity underlying all creation.

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