Transformation

Transformation

Begin again

In transition, in the process of transformation. I wonder often if there will ever be a time when I am not in the midst of some change. I recognized that there is either life/growth/change or there is death/shriveling/change and that there does seem to be at least one thing in common to both. Today’s formula:  love=change. I just this moment realized that this is formulaic work. Probably, in another moment or two, I will realize that it is not. Even my realizations change on a momentary basis.

Serenity

Serenity

Is Gods Garden

 

Before I created Serenity, I was going to hurry up and get an image up, so I first posted:

 

Abstract Still Life

Once a doodle, always a doodle.

I chose to doodle today. Doodle day doodle all day.

Choices

Choices

I Choose Joy!

This evening we played for a Fun Raiser (Yes I spelled it right) for Heifer International. It is such a wonderful concept, and I really appreciate the work that has been done by them since the 1940’s to help people help themselves. It really takes such a little bit to make a big difference. It is, like everything else we do, a choice that one makes. Today I choose the highest good. That is always joy, at some level. I think there is a mathmatical formula for it. I think it goes something like this: Gratitude+Heart+Service=JOY!

This evening we played for a Fun Raiser (Yes I spelled it right) for Heifer International. It is such a wonderful concept, and I really appreciate the work that has been done by them since the 1940’s to help people help themselves. It really takes such a little bit to make a big difference. It is, like everything else we do, a choice that one makes. Today I choose the highest good. That is always joy, at some level. I think there is a mathmatical formula for it. I think it goes something like this: Gratitude+Heart+Service=JOY!

Moon Tree

Moon Tree

Stand Tall

 

The City of Trees is full of trees mangled by two-leggeds. No matter how many branches or tops are chopped off, the trees remain stolid in their stance and their dedication to reaching skyward.

Wood Nymph

Wood Nymph

Spirit of the Woods

In the cave
hidden on the cliffside
Rockfall and rubble
bushes and grasses all around
In that silent solitary place
near the river of my life
I sat in communication
with the bugs and animals
And became more connected
more at one
with the earth in the walls

and through the rock on which I sat
silently in peace…*

*from the Daily Napkin

Now and Zen

Now and Zen

In the Centering Place

Now and Zen

my inner garden

fills with the sweet

aroma of Spirit

and my being

knows peace

from the inside

out