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.
Juggling
Playing with the lighttossing it from hand to handHis aura glowing from theincreased energy of the effortHe came to the momentary conclusionthat this was much betterThan the simplejuggling of Life...
In No-Moon’s Darkness
Moon had gone to bedoff to play in dreamlandon the other sideStars were hiding-seek too wellas if they'd dropped from the sky• • •In darkness thick as rabbit furwe traversed the woodListening to the breath of silent windfeeling the way with bared feetWith eyes closed...
Gentle Greeting
Once a stick-bugshowed up on my screen doorIt was startling to realizethis odd twig was aliveI felt fearYet, the stick-bug still greeted mein his gentle stick-bug wayThe Spirit in mehonors the Spirit in all living beings
Greet the Day
In ceremonythe groundhog communitygreets the new dayEach rising upon their haunchesfacing the rising sunand singing theGreet the Day SongIt is the favoriteceremony of the day○ • • • ○Happy mid-winter, everyone! Spring is on its way.
Cartoon Animal
How would it beto look like a cartoon animal?The manatee may knowalthough I bet henever thinks about itManatee is just happyto swim around looking sappyand living the simple life
God Line
“Don’t get snagged for long,” she said“on sharp little thoughtsAggrieved or spentIn consternation’s pathFor every pulled threadProvides a God lineA reminder of our humanityAnd still the weavingWarp and weftContinues to describeThe pattern of our lives.”
Pulling the Plug
My creative Spirit has a query...Who pulled the plug?It seems the colorsall without pompor circumstance at allsimply drained outGreyness, shades of greynessand misty coldness midst the grey• • •It must be time for washingbathe the palette properly nowAnd charge it...
Bottom Drops Out
When it feels as if, once againthe bottom has dropped outAnd you’re hanging outover the precipiceIn faith, you will discoveryou can lean back into SpiritWherein, all is safeand loving…
Tracings
Tracing the edges of feelingsElusive, they hide in the midst ofconvenient thoughtsTracings like finger drawn messageson steamed up glass…
Catch the Beauty
We are surroundedby incredible andwondrous BeautyTake a moment to catch somewith your eyes or your earsor your heart todayCatch the Beautyand pass it on…
Pre-Dawn Night
In the early morning hoursbefore dawn has spread her lightwhen clock’s ticking is so loudand the night’s dreams still are brightThere I stop to breathe and thinkfill my cup with Spirit’s mightcells lapping up the nectara gift of grace - delightReflecting life on life...
Depths of Spirit
I met a very old womanon the roadInching along ina bent and stilted wayI offered my armas she headed offacross the trafficked streetAnd fell into the depthsof Spirit-connect in her eyes