Unfolding
You
wait
~
you
watch
~
you
wonder;
~
Patiently,
nurturing
~
caring
~
saturating
me
with
love;
~
And
slowly,
~
layer
by
layer
~
moment
by
moment
~
petal
by
petal;
~
I
open
~
I
reveal
~
I
expose;
~
Unfolding
gracefully
before
you;
~
Offering
my
raw
essence
~
in
all
its
flushed
complexities;
~
Amidst
intricate
creases
and
tender
curves;
~
Unmasking
hidden
facets
~
of
my truest
nature
~
and
the
most
delicate
mysteries;
~
Releasing
sensitive
sweet
aroma;
~
Deep
red
shades
of
~
beauty,
vibrancy
and
life;
~
Until
finally
I
bloom
~
fully
~
wholly;
~
And
you,
the
witness,
~
Find
a
joyous
place
~
in the
softest
perfect
center
of
me;
~
Knowing
that
tomorrow
~
it
may
not
be
ours
~
to
hold.
~
©Robyn Lee
Organic
Infiltrate
This
Wild
Green;
Rustic
Luring
Wintry
Scene;
Spiky
Thorny
Grassy
Grove;
Earthy
Treasures;
Sacred
Trove.
©Robyn Lee
Dear Robyn …
Dear Robyn,
Today is your birthday,
and the eve
of a new year.
~
Take pause,
reflect, and be
grateful for
all the gifts of this
year past:
All
the
growth;
the
wisdom;
and
the Love.
~
Despite
your merciless
shadow
of pain;
the saddest
news headlines;
and
the most
turbulent storms;
You found
ways
to
inhale
the pure
scent of sea
and
feel the
warm touch
of
sunshine
on your cheek;
~
You sought
comfort
in the
glow
of
moonlight,
and
joy
in
bare feet
walking
over silky
sands;
~
You shared
intimate moments
with
butterflies,
and
gazed
soulfully into
the eyes of
deer.
~
This year you
were
blessed
with
inspiration
and
faith
in
love
and
friendship;
A boundless kind
of friendship… that
defies limits
of
time and space.
~
You learned
To trust your heart
and
share your words,
and your
vision;
To open your eyes
wider than they’ve ever
dared open
before;
To look confidently
through your
healing lens
and
know
that nobody
defines the sight
you behold…
except you.
~
And the gifts you have
received this year
are far richer for
having known
and welcomed
so many wonderful
kindred spirits
into your world.
~
Connecting
with
friends
of the soul
through this
magical
medium-of-technology
which somehow,
dissolves barriers
that,
too often,
divide;
~
You have witnessed
how it fosters
oneness
and
honesty;
~
artistic expression
and
passion;
~
healing
and
peace.
~
And just think,
How fortunate
are you?
To share
your own:
beach-walks
and
sunsets;
~
fantasies
and
sorrows;
~
hopes
and
fears.
~
How wondrous
to be
able
to support
and encourage
others,
and
to be
supported,
and
encouraged;
~
To
create,
and
to be
part
of another’s
creating.
~
So today give reverence and thanks
for all these wonderful
birthday gifts, and celebrate.
Smile from the deepest place in your heart;
Look forward to a hopeful new year…
and tell all of the world
how much
You
Love
~
Robyn Lee
~
Today I celebrate not only my birthday, and the beginning of a new year,
but also the milestone of nearly twelve months since joining this
remarkable blogging community… and soul family.
I feel so very grateful, and blessed to know all of you.
May this coming year bring peace, love, health
and abundant joy to
each of you.
Thank you for enriching my life.
Happy 2013!
WITH SO MUCH LOVE
~
Robyn
Solitary Sunset
Alone
at
last
~
I’m
on my
way
~
Our
Rendezvous
~
Down
by the
bay;
~
Please
wait for
me
~
Will
be there
soon
~
Been
counting
minutes
~
All
afternoon;
~
Your
fiery
touch
~
Your
golden
soul
~
Your
love
~
that
melts
~
the
bitter
cold;
~
Oh
Darling
~
I
Anticipate
~
That
haunting
thrill
~
Predestined
fate;
~
And
always
~
When
the
day
~
is
through,
~
there’s
nothing
~
I
want
~
more
than
~
YOU!
~
©Robyn Lee
blessing written by John O’Donohue,
from his beautiful book:
Anam Cara
for a wonderful holiday,
and a new year rich with
Peace, Love, Health
and Joy!
Sorrow
“Sorrow makes us all children again–
destroys all differences of intellect.
The wisest know nothing.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
In Memory
~Sandy Hook Elementary School Tragedy~
Thy Wings
To
kiss
a flower
~
To
fly
so free
~
Upon
thy
wings
~
I
yearn
to
be
~
©Robyn Lee
Click this link to enjoy a beautiful poem
entitled: Ode To A Butterfly
by Thomas Wentworth Higginson
When Love Heals
Every
now
and then
~
love
stops
everything:
~
the
noise
~
the
chaos
~
the
pain;
~
Every
now
and then
~
love
shines
its
wondrous
light
on
~
even
the
darkest
corners
~
through
~
the
fear
~
the
loneliness
~
the
struggle;
~
Every
now
and then
~
love
surprises
us
~
with
something
rich
~
something
magnificent
~
something
extraordinary;
~
And
~
Every
now
and then
~
Love
shows us
~
its
astonishing
power
~
to
Heal.
~
©Robyn Lee
A Look
Through The Healing Lens
of this special couple
I am delighted to introduce you to a most remarkable couple, Rachel and Bill, featured in the stunning image above. I was mesmerized by this photo when I first viewed it, and asked Rachel if I might display it in a post, and share her heartwarming story with my readers and friends here. She was honored.
Rachel and Bill met September 9, 2010 on a Facebook online support forum consisting of a group of patients coping with hip dysfunction, pain and surgical decisions. Slowly, and in spite of their respective pain and struggle, they discovered a magical connection across 800 miles. There were four months of letters before they met; And then, through the stressful rigors of surgery and a lengthy difficult rehabilitation, they became each other’s support, encouragement, motivation and hope. Their story is a beautiful testament to the fact that, every now and then, love shows up where we least expect it… and can, literally, change worlds. “He is my angel” were Rachel’s words to me this morning, after thanking me for seeing the magic, not only in this image, but in their love story.
I will never forget when I met Rachel on this same support forum, and we first chatted about our ongoing mission to overcome the hip problems and pain…we compared rehab strategies and surgical experiences. It was then that she told me of her new blossoming romance with Bill, one that was born of both physical pain and emotional challenge. I was deeply moved and uplifted, and now, I am doubly delighted to include each of you in the celebration, and beautiful spirit of their history.
With great joy, I dedicate this post to the beautiful union of Rachel and Bill.
They were blissfully married on September 8, 2012 .
Their story of love, healing and inspiration
has touched many lives.
Blessings and Love to them
Always!
~
Robyn Lee
For This Moment
Just
for
this
moment
~
our
eyes
lock
~
and
we
feel
peace;
~
We
promise
silently
~
to
be
still
together,
~
enveloped
in the
arms
of
nature;
~
To
behold
~
the
gentle
beauty
~
that
is
you
~
that
is
me;
~
The
world
gets
quiet:
~
a
breath
~
a
gaze,
~
and
then
~
you
are
gone;
~
leaving
me
~
to
wonder
~
if
our
meeting
~
was
merely
~
a
dream.
~~~
©Robyn Lee
Joyful Thanks
Sometimes when we seek the
song of our heart,
we discover the
music of
Joy
~
RL
Happy Thanksgiving to All!
Much Love
~~~
Robyn Lee
My Lens
As we stand before
the garden
so
lush
~
you
ask:
“Which lens
will you choose
to view
the world?”
~
Without hesitation,
I reply:
“I choose the lens
that
illuminates
the sky…
so
I may sparkle
amongst the
evening
stars,
and
slide down
the golden rays of
morning
sun.”
~
Approvingly,
you nod,
and
query:
“Can you tell me more
about this lens
you
long for?”
~
I exclaim:
“I wish
for
this lens
to
enlighten,
and
show me
how to dance
with trees,
as they
sway
to
and
fro
with
reverence
for
wind’s most
soulful
song.”
~
You gaze at me,
with a most
curious stare,
and say:
“Ahhh, but tell me,
can you
even
find
such a
lens to call
your own?”
~
I pause,
and
wistfully
declare:
“Oh yes, Oh yes!
I will
find
this lens;
This looking
glass
that
inspires
my fingers
~
to
touch
the delicate
silken petals
of
even the
smallest
flower,
and
to
explore
the deepest
lines
ingrained
on
earth’s fallen
leaves.”
~
You sigh,
seemingly
satisfied,
“Hmm,”
you say,
in a low
contemplative
tone,
“but this wonderful
lens you
speak of…
tell me
of
the most
perfect
vision
it
will
ultimately
reveal.“
~
And then,
I smile,
slowly closing
my
hopeful eyes,
and
profess:
“I choose the lens
that guides me
gently…
through
the open
doors
of
my own
heart,
so that I
can
see
~
with perfect
precision
and
clarity
~
every
glorious
color
of
~
Your
Love.”
~
© Robyn Lee
Divide
Lines
Define
~
They
Separate;
~
Borders
~
Boundaries
~
Shields
of
Fate;
~
Beyond
the
Fences
~
That
we
Build,
~
a
Path
~
a
Link
~
True
Hearts
Fulfilled;
~
Where
Love
Flows
Like
Water,
~
Grace
Resides;
~
Moon
Beams
of
Light
…
Our
Sole
Divide.
~~
©Robyn Lee
I Must Flee
All alone in
my own
little
corner
All alone in
blog magic:
that’s
you
~
Lost in
flight
of your
words
~
With
a
vision
so
clear
~
Feel
your
touch
~
Taste
your
tears
~
All the love
that we
share;
~
But…
~
The clock,
it
strikes
twelve
~
And the
doorbell
rings
fear:
~
“ You must hurry”
they say,
“you must go,
you must
flee
~
For your
corner’s
not
safe
~
From
the
wrath
of
Sandy.”
© Robyn Lee
In the midst of my denial, while enjoying my
wonderful blog reads earlier today,
I was evacuated from my home
due to approaching Hurricane
Sandy.
Sandy, aka: Frankenstorm, is predicted
to be the most lethal hurricane
in U.S. history to hit this part
of the country.
As luck has it, my husband
is out of the state, and now
unable to obtain access to air
transportation given this
state of emergency.
I’m taking shelter with my
puppy now at a hotel location,
and hoping
the storm has mercy
on our area and
everyone stays
safe.
Will miss visiting everyone during our
impending power outages
but will be back
to “my own little corner”
to see you all as
soon as
possible.
~
With Much Love
~ Robyn Lee
Below I share lyrics from a special song,
In My Own Little Corner,
featured in
Rodgers and Hammerstien’s
Cinderella,
one of my most favorite
childhood films:
~~~
I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand
In my way.
~
In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open
Its arms to me.
~
I’m a young Egyptian princess…
Or a milkmaid
I’m the greatest prima donna
in Milan
I’m an heiress who has always had
her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms
In Japan
~
I’m a girl men go mad for
Love’s a game I can play
With cool and confident kind of air.
Just as long as I stay in
My own little corner
All alone in my own
Little chair.
~
I can be whatever I want to be.
I’m a thief in Calcutta
I’m a queen in Peru.
I’m a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I’m a huntress on an African safari…
It’s a dangerous type of sport and yet it’s fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun.
~~
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I’m glad to be back in
my own little corner,
All alone in my
Own
little chair.
THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 
