Year One wholeness
Sometimesit appearswe are not complete, wholeIt is an illusionWe are an integral part of the wholeof creation
Year 2 prayer
I am the prayer,as with every breathI lean into my spineand remember for the eternity within each momentthat I am,and give thanks
Daily Napkin for Tuesday, November 10, 2009
On the road in latenessin the dark of new mooneyes softened by milessticker bush and cowsthere, like a phantom,in the flash of my lighttime stood still in vision,lynx with glowing eyesand high fashion boots
Daily Napkin for Monday, November 9, 2009
In that lodge of the heartwhere all my relations dwellwhere spirits pauseto pray, to sing, to honorthere in the wombof our common motherwells up true humanity,there I am cleansedof the lesser, as I givea piece of mein earnest effort
Year 3 porcupine
Porcupine sits in all her innocenceand peacewhere she decidesBuilt-in hard-wired boundariesprotect her softtickly belly
Year 2 movie
It's not just a story, but rather a gilded cage that holds the heart hostageonly as longas I am delighted in the telling...In this momentI choose to be in a new movie...
Daily Napkin for Thursday, November 5, 2009
In the winter circlebreath visible and cheeks pinkedall senses awakenedthere in the midst of tree folkthere where wildnessrise up through our core,love arose from deepwithin our chests a-roaringof righteousnessof life
Daily Napkin for Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Down by the riveron a ripe Saturday,purple clouds and azure,happy otter drifting by,feelings swift and fluidflood...Sorrow and joy minglein the eddies of my soulsnags of fear grab atfloating ambivalent flotsam,smile of peace breaks freetakes flight on fluttering wing
Joy of Babies
Last month at my Mom's 80th birthday I got to hold a grand-niece who was 7 weeks old. Wow. There was a welling up in my heart of such joy and peace that all I could do is smile and hold her, and gaze into her tiny face. I was instantly transported back to the days...
When to say I GIVE
Surrender... I don't always do it gracefully. Just one more little tweak. Now, just one more. Suddenly it's two hours later and the piece has evolved into a whole different look. Sometimes that is exactly what needs to happen. Other times, I am just nit-picking myself...