"St. Croix River Mornings" (Image & Text Copyright Wylddane Productions, LLC)
The early October sunlight filters softly through the red and gold of the leaves I see from my bay window. It is a warm morning, but instead of walking my usual coffee path, I sit quietly, mug in hand, and let memory be my companion. My gaze rests upon this picture of the St. Croix River, and instantly the river’s song stirs within me.
I can almost feel the crisp air, touched by autumn’s freshness, filling my lungs. The sunlight warms my face while a breeze lingers cool against my skin. The water flows, carrying its own music—steady, timeless, eternal. In my imagination, I am walking along its banks once more, just as I did when I was young and my parents’ home stood only blocks away from this very river.
Later in life, it was the Pacific Ocean that shaped my soul. I lived most of my years just a few blocks from its vast, untamed horizon. River or ocean—freshwater or salt—I carry an affinity for both. Each stirs a chord in me, a resonance that vibrates whether I stand on the shore or simply remember. Both remind me that I am part of something larger, something flowing, something infinite.
This morning, with autumn light brushing across the leaves, I feel deeply fortunate. Blessed, really. These moments, past and present, weave together in me. They awaken a kind of energy—emotional, spiritual, vibrational. Joy, love, and hope rise like sunlight across the water. From an energetic perspective, emotions are frequencies, each with its own resonance. They shape not only how we feel but what we draw into our lives.
When thought is infused with emotion, it becomes powerful. Joy is not just a fleeting sensation—it is a frequency that calls forth more joy. Love is not merely memory—it is an energy that creates connection. Hope is not wishful thinking—it is a vibration that attracts possibility.
So on this beautiful October morning, as I sip coffee and let the St. Croix River live again in my soul, I begin the day with gratitude. With joy. With high vibrations that ripple outward like the river’s current—into thought, into being, into life.
"The river is everywhere at once… at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere, at once, and only the present exists for it." ~Hermann Hesse
~Wylddane
I can almost feel the crisp air, touched by autumn’s freshness, filling my lungs. The sunlight warms my face while a breeze lingers cool against my skin. The water flows, carrying its own music—steady, timeless, eternal. In my imagination, I am walking along its banks once more, just as I did when I was young and my parents’ home stood only blocks away from this very river.
Later in life, it was the Pacific Ocean that shaped my soul. I lived most of my years just a few blocks from its vast, untamed horizon. River or ocean—freshwater or salt—I carry an affinity for both. Each stirs a chord in me, a resonance that vibrates whether I stand on the shore or simply remember. Both remind me that I am part of something larger, something flowing, something infinite.
This morning, with autumn light brushing across the leaves, I feel deeply fortunate. Blessed, really. These moments, past and present, weave together in me. They awaken a kind of energy—emotional, spiritual, vibrational. Joy, love, and hope rise like sunlight across the water. From an energetic perspective, emotions are frequencies, each with its own resonance. They shape not only how we feel but what we draw into our lives.
When thought is infused with emotion, it becomes powerful. Joy is not just a fleeting sensation—it is a frequency that calls forth more joy. Love is not merely memory—it is an energy that creates connection. Hope is not wishful thinking—it is a vibration that attracts possibility.
So on this beautiful October morning, as I sip coffee and let the St. Croix River live again in my soul, I begin the day with gratitude. With joy. With high vibrations that ripple outward like the river’s current—into thought, into being, into life.
"The river is everywhere at once… at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere, at once, and only the present exists for it." ~Hermann Hesse
~Wylddane
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