Daily Napkin for Friday, October 23, 2009
He was on purpose,as he headed offwith singing heartand whistle on his breathIntent carried his dreamsin a satchel of loving,nurtured visions whosee fulfillmentin all his fullness
Daily Napkin for Thursday, October 22, 2009
What is it about flowers?Roses and violets, lilies and orchidsdaisies and pansies and geraniums and daffodils,luscious remindersof lavish abundance,each cactus blossom a delicate flameevery buttery mullein blooma study in perfectionExplore in the garden, even in...
Daily Napkin for Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Here in the circle withincircles, he weaves each one,nosing his way through,the sacred songs boost him,keep alive the spiral dancesending him with prayersand entreaties on his journey...The bear heads for his long sleepDream, dream again,another vision, oh brother
Daily Napkin for Tuesday, October 29, 2009
Little fuzzy dog,black and white and greyeyebrows dance at meintelligence of dark and lightgold and shadow together,smiling with the eyesfully alive,ready to chase the bouncingball or even the tattered stick
Daily Napkin for Monday, October 19, 2009
"Focus on the positive,"she used to sayand by the way,life kept on in full round"It's all good, " they assertedand she chimed in,it rhymed thenand zen, and then, and zen againupon the carpet of green lush,life sweeter by full flavortintillated...
The Joy of Family
My Mom turned 80 this last week. That's a major milestone, in my book. We had a big party for her in her home town, with lots of family and several friends of hers. A great time was had by all of all ages, from 7 weeks old to over 80. I so enjoyed the whole thing,...
Caterpillar Dream
A caterpillar somehow keeps track of all it's legs, while dreaming of flying
Year 2 cloud
One lovely clouddancing 'cross the sunbright skyappears to be most anythingwearing a fluffy disguise
Year 3
In this momentevery bit of joyis availableYou can choose to Bliss outat any timeKnowing that gives us more hutzpahto play the gameSamadhi me
Daily Napkin for Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sometimes,in the quiet momentslike unoccupied wispy webs,thoughts of you,there in my heart,tickle my fancyawaken my soul,ever deeper the urgeon the journeyfrom head to heart to home