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.
Peace On…
Limitless –Such is the possibilityof inner peaceAs much during thenoisiest, messiest, busiestroiling and boilingchallenges and boisterousnessas during a dappled trekthrough greening hidden meadowby the trickling and gurglingstream of inner consciousnessPeace on…
Soul Gifts
Our gifts are meantto stretch our capabilitiesAnd stretching isalways a challenge!So, be attentiveto your soul’s joyLet your soul’s delightbe your compassIn Love, it’s begun…
Details
The top of the thingCame offWith the flip of the…With the zip of the…On the hip of the…Told by the lip of the…---------------Does it really matter how?Are any implications ready?Will it hold steady?No longer so heady---------------The details are merely detailsThe...
Hearts Home
Back in the dayswhen I was youngstill in school - still at homeShe was there for meshe kept the homeof my aching heartHolding space formy dreams to breathedoing all she couldto keep me safe and freebeing the best she could beToday, this day, I honor hergratitudes and...
Finding Peace
An acre of paisley bushesarranged since plantingin concentric circles and spiralsand other configurements• • •Entering the fantasy landscapedisfigured by misapplied thoughtsI can get lost in the mazeof twisty, turny constructs• • •And so, and thusly, I close my...
Troubadour
With broad colorful brushstrokesand strong, yet slender, lineshe painted a new portraiton the canvas of his lifeWoven on strings pluckedand strummed chordsvocal chords guided by the poet’s voice• • •Oh, the joy, the exhilarationstepping into the bigger picturewearing...
Field or Shelter
Our greatest happinessis in the field of possibilityrather than theshelter of certaintyI am certain ofmy love of Spiritand joyous aboutthe possibilities of life…
Soul Food
Once through the knotholethe Sun shines brighterthe bird song is sweeterThe grass is greenerin my own yardand all aroundLike squirrel munchingon the fading magnolia blossomsI’m dining on the soul foodThe blossoms of my own new historysoaking up renewed lightawakened...
Deep Peace
There is an eternity in every momentThroughout the day, take a momentfor prayer and reflectionThere is unending peace there...=====Deep peace rainsits misty blanketupon my crazinessEach timeI check in with Spirit
Dancing Breezes
With birdlike beak, he sniffed the airflapped his arms and stretchedthen fluttered off to the next thoughtwhich was very similar to the last• • •In a nest of pregnant stillnesswhere feathered thoughts circledenough peaceful song aroseto keep him centered and content•...
A Jar
The door is ajarunlocked by willingness• • •I am a jarready and willinga vessel of lightExpectant and emptywhile filled to overflowingwith joy – the stuff of Love• • •Pushing softly with whispersintrepid faith through fearI open the door to greet the light
Digital Tribe
Digital connectionand all the “friend” inspectionsidesteps some detectionof our foibles and humanityYet, that imperfectionwhen under dissectionmirrors without trepidationthat which we may not see=======The tribes are growingthrough electronic knowingA screen full of...