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.
Symphony of Light
Each of our sensesis like a stringon Spirit's guitar Do you hear thesymphony playing today? While a circleof unbroken awareness Flows from a fountainof light mistingfrom your center
Sacred Wheel
Fruit flies are the vulturesof the insect worldkeeping the cycle turning Every part of the wheelis sacred...
Figuring It Out
Once upon a time I thought that I had tofigure everything outand understand it Now, I know that I knowwithout all the fancy words I am...
No Limitations
The inch worm hasits advantages in life He knows how farhe can stretch each step We, however, haveno such limitations
Point of Power
The point of lightthat spark restingbetween your eyebrows Sheds understandinglike water off a duck's backgiven any room to shake The point is... NOW I AM (the Point of Power that is)
God’s Jewel
A crystalclear and whole Contains a simple beautya microcosmic pieceof all that is, a jewel of God And, so do you...
Hearts Aligned
When we raise our voices togetherin harmoniousnessor some facsimile thereofmaking joyousness, we align hearts When we all face North(or East or South or West)Moving together as one In a line dance of longingand gratitude, calling the Divinewe align our...
Rocky
Bouncy, even almost bumbly the mass of his body jiggly as he ran on his little hand paws across the city street Attempting, unsuccessfully to look like a common housecat The night thief scumbled in the busy-ness of daylight That disguise is a bit "rocky" Yet, I...
What is Bravery?
With butterflies insideheart up in the throat She climbed up 4 storieson steep, slippery shakes Shaking in her tennisquaking in her resolve Still, she stayed to close up the peak - the very top Birds singing all the whilesoft breezes blowing...
She Changes Everything…
"She changes everything touches...and everything She touches changes..."Scurrying like a rabbitup through fairy-lit mountain passesrain and wind and trees dancingThe rainbow got more brilliantwith attention doubledinteracting traveling, tooAnd, as an exclamation...
Turning Your Wait
A Child's Lesson in four directions (Who wants to just stanza?) Twirly-queue wandering from here to there and back again Ballerinas on point and clowns with noses whirling and running around willy-nilly, according to their own discipline Everyone waiting for logic...
Shadow Love
Our shadows wish to bea part of our livesto be respected and includedas they call out for Love And, as we openthe door to Spiritthe Light comes flooding in Softening our shadowsand awakening our sight...