Natural Beauty

by | Apr 28, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Sunlight sparkles
off the tiny ripples
As I wade slowly
in the still and peaceful
pond of forgiveness
No jewel exists
more precious
or more beauteous
No gracious gift
more treasured
Hearts flutter like butterflies

Ode to My Toes

by | Apr 23, 2014 | | 0 Comments

How about those toes?
Once around the block
Or once around a lifetime
They’ve helped me keep my balance
In even the most unsettling times
• • •
A portrait of my toes
I once portrayed in blues
Like Picasso or a kindergartner
In oils on canvas

• • •

On tippy, running, relaxing
Or dancing, twirling, stomping
The toes have it
They win my vote
And gratitude

Blessed Mud

by | Apr 22, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Down in the valley
the small pool is hidden
from the sun
There, for blessed moments each day,
The fireflies glow and the mosses know peace
And, the lotus opens
in a burst of beauty
Toes sunk deep
In the murk and the mud

Tree Freeway

by | Apr 19, 2014 | | 0 Comments

That same hidden branch there
That in the winter shown
Seemed not to fit, to be askew
Traversing space where
No other branches see fit to
It is the freeway ramp
The well-used connector
From all directions
For little squirrel
Who sat contemplating
In the sunlight
For a warm moment this morning….
Before zooming
down the on ramp
Once more

Simplicity

by | Apr 17, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Simplicity…
We can ask for simplicity
All of our needs
And wants met
In a clear, simple way
As we dance
among the stars
Waving our arms
in exultant celebration
Ever hopeful, ever full
Of love and joy

In All Seriousness

by | Apr 16, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Back in the routine
Of day to day today
As the waters rise
And the bottom falls out
And all the little fairies
And angels tap dance
On the head of a pin
And here I am
Again and again
Laughing to myself
At my self
And my silly seriousness
Bright Ideas

Bright Ideas

by | Apr 14, 2014 | , | 0 Comments

Yes, if you have looked through my site, you may have spotted this face before. It looked different. This is a new mollage using my images in a new composition. Some days I have bright ideas. Other days, not so much. Today, I am merely getting back on the steed. Without judgement (or at least without too much), I take the commitment leap once again. Begin again, and again, and once again again – whatever it takes to develop the habits that I wish to.

I am also working on combining blogs perhaps so that I can get more mileage out of my efforts.  I created this image for today’s Daily Napkin email, and thought I would share it here as well.  Oh, and here’s the napkin entry for today:

Bright Dream

The real thing
The truth shining through
Is obvious to the center
Where gut feelings are born
That clear truth
That speaks of everything
So apparent in anything
Shines light on the darkest corner
This bright dream
That wakes upon its dreaming
A beacon of hope’s veracity
Permeates each conscious hour_________________
Note from Dena –  Ever since my mom passed away, in early March, I have been experiencing a catharsis through grief, which also interrupted the publishing of the Daily Napkin. I believe the mending of the  fabric of my life adds richness and depth to my creative expression, even though the process causes lapses in my daily practices. 

Bright Dream

by | Apr 14, 2014 | | 0 Comments

The real thing
The truth shining through
Is obvious to the center
Where gut feelings are born
That clear truth
That speaks of everything
So apparent in anything
Shines light on the darkest corner
This bright dream
That wakes upon its dreaming
A beacon of hope’s veracity
Permeates each conscious hour

_________________
Note from Dena –  Ever since my mom passed away, in early March, I have been experiencing a catharsis through grief, which also interrupted the publishing of the Daily Napkin. I believe the mending of the  fabric of my life adds richness and depth to my creative expression, even though the process causes lapses in my daily practices. 

Marched Away Through April

by | Apr 9, 2014 | | 0 Comments

March your conviction
borne of the heart
Into the garden
of joy and peace
There it blooms…
• • •
I am the seed
of peace in my life
As I send peace
out to the world

The Entertainer

by | Apr 2, 2014 | | 0 Comments

He got all dramatic
In a campy sort of way
Dancing and singing
His own accompaniment
An instantaneous spontaneous
Musical extravaganza
All the while, her heart warmed
Lighting up at the touch
Of his voice, his enthusiasm
As he showed off
For both of them
The entertainer
Ta, da…………..!!!