Most every work day for more than 11 years, I wrote a love note, poem or other inspirational thought, on a napkin – and tucked it in my husband, Marshal’s, lunch – a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009, Marshal started typing them up. It became OUR ritual of the heart to share the Daily Napkin as a blog. Then, in October 2015, Marshal retired, so the whole dynamic changed. I took several months to re-evaluate and decide what I was going to do. The poetry of the napkin is now joined with my art and/or photography images. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.
Velvet Sleep
Velvet Sleep Last night I went to sleep in a velvet dress my eyelids occupied in a forever state of unknowing/uncaring which path dreams would tread There, on that hill of understanding (or perhaps, merely familiarity) one only knows the muses whispersComfort sweeps...
Grounded
Grounded - Still Reaching for the Stars Plunked down to Earthanother one due to angel school Ever energized and fedcosmic energies flowing through Joy response in the heart bubbles up as circumspect as driblets do No hesitancy detected nor intendedstill reaching for...
Bear Herself
Bear - Herself Bear bows and dipsPokes and delightsEver fierce, passionateAlways loving, aliveBear bless allCarrys our prayers Bear walks with windknows the medicinekeeps our secretstells our talesAlways dancing awakeDreaming in the cave
Bones
There’s wisdom in your bones... solid strength kind of wisdom... holds you up... You are built upon a foundation of wisdom Lean on it lean on your spineand breathe Let the wisdom ooze out through your pores
Tied by Chords
One note soft, but stronglilts into another, loud and longa vibrational path gleamingall the beauty of the souls' song Tied together by chords, like threadsslender strings all inter-webbed Other voices soulfully weaving emotions sounded - joy, anger,pleasure, dread, a...
Spontaneously
Spontaneously, they ran off to some exotic little sun and sand beach, at coconuts and played in life for the long final act.I just read an article about Vincent Van Gogh. It told about how his sister-in-law was responsible for making him famous after the two...
Moment Seeds
One thing that always comes up is the little seed of life within each moment each situation each eternityThis napkin was in a bag of napkins that Marshal had found, not yet published.
Mystery
There is a mystery surrounding the question or its' origin, its' destination and so she sat with the what its until her head was spinning yet always her heartbeat was steady
Snagged
"Don't get snagged for long," she said. "On sharp little thoughts aggrieved or spent on consternations path, For every pulled thread provides a God line, a reminder of our humanity, and still the weaving, warp and weft, continues to describe the pattern of our...
Be-Bop Buddha
He's a be-bop Buddha snazzin' that jazzin' all the day... Got tunes and licks running round in his brain Yeah!I've been doing my creative work without posting it (for the most part) for the last several years, because I was working on pulling all of my...
The Journey
The Journey You may find exhilarating storms of hope placid lakes of indifference and rushing streams of joy still throughout your intrepid journey the constant thread stitches all together in the heart
Cereus Joys of Caretaking
From the prickly situation delicate bursts of gentle beauty like love’s sweet whisper emerges in night’s darkness From the bristly service everyday full of tasks fraught with jabbing thorns of duty and grief born of love’s responsibility In the still hours...