My Sunday Home

coffee

A good book

The scent of morning coffee

Silence in my space, a peace I love and know

Meditation with my chest pulled back, reminding me to keep my heart fully open

Clarity of the heart in mindful simplicity

Expanding and contracting my soul, felt deeply in my bones

Breathing in to my core, settled in who and what I feel and know

The sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze and the early morning giggles of my little boy

Sitting in love on Sunday morning

The simple picture of my life and the seeds I have tenderly sown

~Alisa Hutton

September

bed

A quiet morning, my hearts adoration

Waking up without rush or noise

Lazily stretching and able to hear only that which speaks to my soul

In bend and cover I had borrowed time months ago, knowing life’s clutter would run its eventual course

September assuring space where I would once again feel whole

Knowing the season to come would bring me back to the place I love and know

In perfect silence all that spoke was my breathing and stillness in my core

September arrived, such beauty in coming home

Bitter sweet, the quiet sprinkled a sadness

Without you beside me, deeply breathing in the peace of a new morning

How my heart wished in that moment it could have been shared and known

~Alisa Hutton

The Dawn of Discomfort

lotus

In shortness of breath

Trust the dance and awakening that comes from the dawn of your discomfort

As your chest clenches in tight

When silence screams and white noise grates on every last nerve

As feelings are choked off from placid flow

Offer your silent gratitude in the uneasiness of it all

Your heart is fighting to burst open

Like a lotus flower you are destined from seed

To grow through the mud in order to reach full bloom

When your body’s calm seems to be aggressively locked away and directionless thoughts in a fast paced race

An exhausting marathon you don’t recall wanting to enter

Respect the scenery and feel each step you take

Walk a path that is lit with simplicity and mindfulness along the way

Embrace your intellectual mind and stop to give it a warm hello

It is only running so fast in search of your authentic soul

In the damp and darkness when your body won’t sit still

When you wish you could climb out of your own skin, not sure you can handle any more

Don’t run away

Don’t try to hide

Lean in as far as you can and dive in to the waters below

Tuck blind faith under your arms with age and experience they will help you float

Trust the salt to heal your spirit and unneccessary sores

Relax in to your buoyancy when needing peace and rest

Lay your head on the lap of the trusted love of who you are at your core

For the discomfort you feel that is waking you up at night

Is simply your heart reminding you to always shine your beautiful light

~Alisa Hutton