Ambulating

When walking with aplomb
or skipping just for fun
you can know you are the one
just ambulating along
 
Still, what if on a train
or flying in a plane?
I’m just trying to explain
the theory’s still not wrong
 
Muscles, bones, and feet
your own mind and physical feats
even when jet fuel or diesel meet
by your own choice you move along

as Life keeps moving on…
Blessed by Love’s Grace

Blessed by Love’s Grace

A late bloomer, this is taken of the other tulip tree in my yard.

This image a day project has been shaking up my set beliefs about what is acceptable and what is not. Some of the big crusts are breaking off, and the tender new thoughts underneath seem not to be quite so rigid, nor discriminatory. It’s as if my sensibilitys get to wake up fresh to a new each day.

Greatness

From whence the oak?
the bitter acorn
 
Ah, yes, that is so
 
From what bitter seed
did your greatness arise?
 
There is so much
to be grateful for…

Masterpiece

So, once, the story
went one way, full of pain
and drama and woe
 
Then he decided
to make up a new past
and he created a masterpiece story
 
Suddenly, the sun got brighter
his footstep lightened
and the birds sang at his mirth…

Friendly Distraction

That little flying
no-see-um guy
 
That used to bug him
all the time
 
Was really a friend
who taught him to concentrate
in the face of distraction
Dead Flowers

Dead Flowers

Spirit’s Grace

The last of the candycane camelias still languish on my table. They are as beautiful now as when first picked, in a way that stirs the deepest crevices of my heart. I have not found it necessary to send them off to compost yet. I do so appreciate all of the beauty in this life.

All Dressed Up

All Dressed Up

Two Sisters

Playing with an old black and white photo and textures and color photos can become addictive. There are thousands of ways one can go, many of them acceptable. Dabbly dabbly, I like to fiddly faddly. It’s the idea of play, and learning through doing that feeds the creative process. All Dressed up for Easter. I still remember the dress.

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!