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.
Point of Power
The point of lightthat spark restingbetween your eyebrowsSheds understandinglike water off a duck's backgiven any room to shakeThe point is...NOWI AM(the Point of Power that is)
Orchestra of Joy
Your body is an instrumentin Spirit’s orchestraAs you tune it,the healing beginsSing out all thatyou don’t wantBlast it outwith a sound of Joy
Turtle Medicine
In the face of adversityTurtle pulled into her shellinto the place of safetyThis is not a bad thingit simply is…just like turtle’s speed------Later, the same daythat turtle just stood upon stilty legsAnd started walkingon her journeyAlive and alertto the gentle...
The Great Plan
Valued aspects ofa great and intricate planThey implicated effortlesslykept appointments on pointfor instigations small and grand======Creativity’s hope chestsits askew – its lid awryAll the ideas leaking outinfusing everyone willy-nillywithout prejudice or...
Recycled, Re-Used, Re-Purposed
recycled passagestorn from fragile pagesa history in parchmentflaking and handledover and overby avid and bored alike=====re-used emotionswhispering in the heartfilling gaps of lonelinesstempering in steamy cloudsthe raw and capableinstigating choices=====re-purposed...
Finding Joy
The sophisticated climatein the room with Auntie Maeprods the rebellious spiritslike squirrels come out to playIt’s the nature of the childin the company of my auntto break free of her stuffinessand her rules that say, “You can’t”In a field of possibilitieson the path...
Beauty’s Essence
She spins a beauty wayGossamer threadsor chunky oil rigsgiven half a turnHer nimble fingers twistpreparing a new tapestrywhile those who would philosophizeturn only phrases in their heads---------Every spot is sacredeach moment divineHer Spinning changes...
Giveaway
Giveaway cleanthe heart of servicecenter of abundancebefore the receiving part-------------One fairly friendlyand, not so wild, wild turkeytarried in the parking lotHead tilted backCasual, unhurriedShowing off his wattleand nothing moreOne feather danglingThe giveaway...
Intersection
On the edge of the wildStrawberries flourishWearing their seedsLike porcupine spinesWhere tame and free meetIntersecting in rare momentsOf recognition and empathyOur hearts mingledOne can be grounded without rootsHair flailing in the windTwo can spin and spinIn the...
Ta Da!
Ta Da!Today’s to do’sare done, are doneAnd all the thinking throughshave come and goneAnd now what’s leftamongst the tailingsis fun, is funTweedle-lee-deeTwinkle-dee –dooit’s some, it’s someBig joyous experienceAll One, all One…
Sun Love
In the heat of the daySoak it into your bonesLet them relish theLove of the sunAs the sunlight sparklesThrough the leavesOf your mindSee there, the faeriesDancing on your heaviest thoughts…
Mr. Jukebox
He’s got a jukebox in his headYears of musical selectionsOnly the numbers wore offlong ago, long agoSo, it’s random selectionfor most of us folksstill he has phonographic memoryand the music never diesPlay it again, man…