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About ShellyLFrancis

Author, publisher, metaphortographer, courage creator.

A few soul steps to liberate yourself from a life of posing

Do you feel like a windvane
Do you ever feel like  a windvane,
running in vain, going nowhere,
waiting for a gust to change your direction?

Sitting still

Or do you feel like you sit still all day?

Sitting on the sand with a hint of sunshine

Sitting surrounded by infinite grains of sand
casting long shadows with that slight slant of sun.

Stand up and take a step

What will make you stand up and take a first step?

Start walking

And keep going, as awkward as it feels.

Keep going

Even if you have to drag that damn poser post behind you for now…

Take an even bigger step

Take an even bigger step, even if you feel off balance.

Ask for help

You might need to ask for help before the tide gets any higher.
Those willing to help will appear.

Then dance

Which is great cuz  then
you’ll have someone to dance with.

It’s your Liberated Soul Swing!

What surprised Emotikin today: Nordic Neptune sporting Charon’s obol

Love written on a rock in twig-stone-shell typography

I looked to the left on the
path I walk almost daily.
LOVE on the rock, well tended,
always repaired and replaced
after each wind, rain or swipe.
LOVE is always there, its
twig-stone-shell typography changes
just slightly.

Well tended, I was thinking.

Two steps beyond, I looked to
the right, where I walk almost daily.

Nordic Neptune, face carved in driftwood

Out pops a face for the first
time, carved how long ago?

Three pennies, tails up,
on unblinking eyes, untasting mouth.
Wikipedia explains, Charon’s
obol pays afterlife fare
for this Nordic Neptune.

Well tended.

Driftwood face  in sea grass

Going on a hunt for the elusive West Seattle sand crab…

GreetingsGreetings, viewers (said in a whisper). Thanks for tuning in to our show.
Today we’re going to take you on an adventure into the driftwood caves
of West Seattle  in search of the elusive sand crab.
I’m in costume so that when we find one, it won’t be startled.
And my producer and I thought it was really just more fun.

Driftwood cave spelunkingFollow me and my camera crew as we enter this old log.

Deeper still into the driftwoodDo you see that mist? Legend has it that the older driftwood caves
exhale a vapor rich in iodine, which these sand-crabs need for breeding.

Getting darkerIt’s getting colder as we go deeper. Do you hear the crab’s melodic whistle?
It’s very faint, but those of us with trained hearing know what to listen for.

Squeeze around this bendWe have to squeeze sideways through this cave to get into the next room.
We’re getting closer. I can feel it.

Almost there...the last cave roomQuiet now. We’re almost there.
Dave, are you getting this on camera?
Here, shine your light over here!

Found one!We found one!

And there you have it!There you have it, folks! We have to cut to commercial now,
but I’m going to sit and chat with our new friend awhile.

We hope you enjoyed today’s show.
See you next week as we explore the…

Rubber ducky, you make Seattle so much fun!

Rubber ducky reflections on a rainy Sunday in SeatleIt was a rainy Sunday in Seattle, and Emotikin needed to get out of the house!
“Let’s take a walk,” she said to rubber ducky, who had been twiddling his leash
and watching TV all day, bored bored bored, just waiting for the invitation.

California Avenue on a Sunday afternoon was busier than they expected.
Lots of folks with cabin fever were out and about since the showers had turned to drops.

Startled dog meets duck on a walk with Emotikin“Whoa!” said the dog (fresh from his grooming appointment next door).
“What the duck?!”

Can I smell that creature?“Can I smell that maple creature?”

dogduck4 (600 x 450)“Hey, don’t get too close to my duck, dog! That’s not a toy!”

Rubber ducky on a West Seattle sidewalk Lucky duck, escaped the dog!

duckumbrellalady (399 x 600)So the duck and Emotikin continued their walk in West Seattle,
and greeted other Sunday walkers on their way.
“We don’t need no stinkin’ umbrella,” whispered the duck after those folks passed by.

duckworm (600 x 407)Stopped to talk with a worm who didn’t say much.

duckwalking (399 x 600)Emotikin couldn’t help but start humming that song made
famous by Ernie. “Rubber ducky, you’re the one…”

duckwalk-reflection (502 x 600)“…you  make Seattle so much fun,
rubber ducky I’m awfully fond of you!
Boo boopy doo!”

A rainy Sunday is so much better after a walk!

One who walked the logs before me left a sign…

Spiral to center

One who walked the logs
before me
left a sign
saying
move inward
inward
and in
deeper
still
within
then
outward
again.

High tide calmP.S. I marvel that today’s high tide is so calm and wonder at the metaphor.

 P.P.S.  This one who walks on logs throws logs for labradors who love them:

One who walks the logs

Ocean loving labrador

Happy water doghappy water dog!

My first Seattle spring of pink blossoms is like chocolate birthday cake with pink frosting

Loving the pink of Lincoln ParkMy first Seattle Spring full of pink blossoms is
like a  Hurry Up chocolate birthday cake
covered in pink frosting spiced
with three drops of ancient almond elixir!

Pink clouds!
Blessing every blossom in bliss
even as I wonder what color blooms next.

Soundrack for such blossoms: Charmed Life by Joy Williams