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Welcome to River Bliss!

Welcome to River-Bliss, and thanks so much for stopping by! I put my heart and soul into producing narrative and visual content for this site, and I do it because I believe that sharing our stories and the best in us enriches one another and makes the world a better place than it would be if we kept all the good stuff to ourselves. So I am honored and delighted that you took a few moments out of your presumably busy day to stop by.

No matter what is going on in your life or in the world, don’t let it compromise your inner peace! There is a tranquil oasis within you waiting for you to return. I invite you to visit River-Bliss often and to subscribe (for free) to my blog, to receive love letters from this peaceful place where the outer landscape reflects and inspires the inner, and nature is a faithful teacher and guide. A place of stillness and hope, where ordinary moments become extraordinary and illuminated through the alchemy of awareness. I want to offer you a breathing space where you can rise above it all and float with me for a few, restorative moments on a river of gratitude and awe and emerge with a more spacious, balanced perspective.

Meet me here on the river, and let’s engage the magic!

By the way, I love to hear from my readers and encourage you to leave comments! I’d publish blog posts even if nobody read them, but it’s always motivating to hear that people do! So please don’t be shy about reaching out and letting me know you’re out there and interacting with my work! 🙂

The Light of a Distant Fire

It’s Sunday evening, and still so much to do to prepare for the work week ahead. Bills to pay. Lessons to plan. Laundry. The day has faded into darkness. The vegetable and herb gardens are covered with old sheets in anticipation of the season’s first frost. I light a stick of earthy incense on the indoor porch overlooking the river. Then I notice the light across the river.

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It’s the light from a neighbor’s back yard wood fire. It pulls me into a state of peace and serenity and ignites the desire to sit around a warm fire in my own back yard on this chilly night. I ask my husband if he’d like to have a fire (knowing full well that I don’t have the time). He is too tired and hasn’t gathered any wood but asks if I’d want him to prepare some for tomorrow evening. Of course. It’s hard not to be inspired by the contagious energy of a fire glowing softly nearby – the woodsy scent and peaceful, crackling sounds. The warmth and the glow. The light of the fire across the river reminds me of the sweet, unexpected fragrance of a neighbor’s flowers drifting in through an open window like a friendly ripple of peace and kindness. It’s comforting.

I linger on the porch appreciating the glow of the distant fire and consider what music would deepen the ambiance. Beethoven piano sonatas, beginning with Moonlight Sonata and followed by Sonata Pathetique. Perfect. As the music flows like the river outside the porch windows, I balance some stones on my altar and complete the arrangement with an origami water lily floating in silky, blue waves and the light from two homemade, glass lanterns embellished with carefully chosen words for attunement. Tranquility infuses the air through the music, the balance, the light as the weekend draws to a close. A moment of gratitude to be shared. It’s the little things, the small moments – at the same time extraordinary and nothing special.

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May your week be filled with blessings, balance, and light.

The photographs in this blog (except for those attributed to other owners) and in my Flickr photostream are available for purchase as prints or cards through my Etsy shop by selecting a “custom print” in whatever size you prefer and indicating either the name of the print or the blog post and order in which it appears.

© Susan Meyer and River Bliss Photography, 2014. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material, including all text and photos, without express and written permission from this website’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Susan Meyer and River Bliss Photography (river-bliss.com) with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

Asked for a Dream, Found a Poem

Saturday was my birthday. Friday evening before falling asleep, I asked for a special dream message for the year ahead – for in past years, certain birthday dreams have held great significance. I think of them as birthday gifts from my higher Self.

I dreamed of a partly gray, partly blue sky with interesting clouds. As usual in my dreams, I couldn’t retrieve my camera in time; by the time I found it and headed outdoors, the clouds had changed, and I noticed some dredging equipment passing by on the river in front of our house. I realized it was the first day of another dredging season, and that made me very sad. I woke up sobbing.

Not exactly the kind of dream I was hoping for. But it was a sunny (albeit frigid) morning, and it wasn’t long before I knew exactly what to do next: Take a walk along the river. The insights I had during my walk, and the way I felt as a result of being alone in nature, helped me realize that nature would be my medicine and would support me through whatever real or metaphoric dredging may occur this year.

Some poems whisper through the air, and I catch them in a net, fully formed. Other times, I string insights together like beads on a necklace, with an eye for patterns. The latter is how the poem (below) came about. It feels as if the dream was incomplete on its own and needed the poem to complete it. It’s about longing for one thing but finding something else.

Later that morning, I noticed one small tree covered with hoarfrost by the dam. It was the only tree anywhere I could see that was coated with frost. But that little tree called to me from across the river, and I had to get a closer look, so I strapped on my snowshoes. Once I got as close as I could, there was a lot of brush and a huge drop (involving icy water) between the tree and me, so I wasn’t able to photograph it, but I kept snowshoeing and discovered other intriguing sights that I wouldn’t have seen if the tiny, frosted tree hadn’t lured me in that direction. Longing for one thing and finding something else was the clear theme of the day. And how interesting that the clouds I saw while snowshoeing looked very much like the clouds in my dream…

The First of March: A Birthday Poem

I set out in search
of a snowy owl
but found a robin
chirping sunrise song
high in the treetop
and an unseen woodpecker
drilling in the distance.

I walk, heart longing
for a certain thing
then stop to wonder:
Am I seeking
in the direction,
at the angle,
through the sense
that offers the best
perspective?

Sometimes the crunch
of our own footsteps
drowns out such life
and delight!
May we remember
to stand still even
in the deep chill of Winter
and Listen
beyond what we want to hear,
be still and See
more than we are looking for —
and receive the unexpected
offerings revealed.

This morning, I searched
for a landscape
and found a song,
asked for a dream
and found a poem.

It is the longing
that sends me deeper
into wilderness and solitude
than I would go otherwise:
The blessed longing
that opens my senses,
propels me to communion,
and fuels my life.

-Susan Meyer

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The photographs in this blog and in my Flickr photostream are available for purchase as prints or cards through my Etsy shop by selecting a “custom print” in whatever size you prefer and indicating either the name of the print or the blog post and order in which it appears.

© Susan Meyer and River Bliss Photography, 2014. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material, including all text and photos, without express and written permission from this website’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Susan Meyer and River Bliss Photography (www.river-bliss.com) with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.