What’s Yet to Be….

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“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.”
― Walt WhitmanLeaves of Grass

Painted for a dear friend who was embarking on a new journey that included a new home, a new job, a new knee;) and a birthday milestone. I felt it important to mark the moments…celebrate the magic in the mysterious future, yet to be…the whirlwind adventure of it all ~

Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Wash Over Me

Wash Over Me

So, I had this dream…

I was crawling over an endless sea of large boulders…struggling, feeling so small, because they were immense. Smooth though, like glass, which made it virtually impossible to scale them. I kept slipping over surface…eventually gliding smoothly down, down, down….to the quiet depths below. But it was ok with me, because it felt good there…comforting and familiar. So, I’d climb, slide, fall, sit a while…rest, think…eat a piece of chocolate ;) …and this repeated for some time. Finally, I made it to the top of the largest boulder and gazed out upon the most beautiful sight…the sea. The waves were rolling azure and raindrops were dripping and melting from these bubble clouds of softest hues. The shoreline was gentle and reflective and welcoming. And I wanted to be there. And so with renewed energy and determination, I slid over rock and boulder, in and out and over and under …eventually making my way to solid ground at waters edge and there I stood for a long, long time, letting the rain wash over me.

Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

The Ocean is Salty Enough

The Ocean is Salty Enough

So willful
The water, cold…
Receding,
Leaving me reeling and exposed.
And no matter how firmly I cling to crevices
Rock climb and sand sink
Wish upon a far off star…
I understand that some things are simply stronger than me.
Besides, I always hated tug of war.
So, I surrender.
Sweet suction release…
Tumble me gently out to sea.
Glide me under moon glow
Closed eyes trap tears…
The ocean is salty enough.

Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Linked Eternal

Linked Eternal

Steady soul flow, sweetly sustaining…straight to the heart of the matter.

Precious drops give life. Feel her heart, beat tango on tip toes.

Tenderly, she sways on, never satiated.

So she breathes…..

Linked eternal.

Steeled strength, solid.

Yet soft as silver, under flame.

Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Reverie

Reverie

Music played and I picked up the paintbrush. I tend towards soft melodies but when painting, I prefer a stronger, steadier beat. My feet tapped it out and my hand seemed to find the right rhythm. Only then did my mind wander away… somewhere distant and warm. Before long, I felt my breathing slow, paint flowed and my thoughts gently unfolded on the page within the subtle strokes of ink. Sometimes I am surprised by what comes out of the simple act of daydreaming…

Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel