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.
Wise Guy
The wise guywhooped his waythrough the overcast dayWith such aplomband cracking of jokesthat everyone he metwas uplifted by the merrimentWhoop whoop woo woo!!!(Aw, wise guy, eh?)
Raven’s Message
Raven “cawed” With his voice so lovelySoothsaying his messageFrom the Spirit worldHe’s always bringing me messagesToo bad, I don’t understand his language“Caw!”
Love Remembers
Falling from pensive lipsthe words splatteredon cheeks crimsonedby embarrassmentThoughtlessly thoughtfulsentences and deedsoft times awakendeeper feelingsAll in all, beneath it allLove shines stillRemembering, remembered
Be Still
Over the tophe saw the lightat the end of the tunnel“Still, be still,”he told his tender heart“Let God love me!”
Dose of Love
A daily practicea dose of loveGiven lavishly without hesitationeven on the darker daysor hours so busythere is no timefor actual evidenceWritten out in loving long handand kissed by heart’s instincts
Passionate Support
It was just kinda’ quirkythe way that system workedSuddenly, there was a plethoraof passionate supportersCheering on her every creative endeavor
Shortcuts
The path meanderedaround this fountainup over the footbridgedown by the huge oakin the valleyHe was always taking shortcutsgetting caught in the bramblesslipping on the rocky slopeOne day, he just stuck to the pathAh, what a peaceful experience…
Being True
He wore his maskwith pride and courageHiding behind his true faceAnd dancing with the Wild SpiritsAh, the joy and freedomof being true!
Invented Shadows
Even in this worldof illusionWhere we invented shadowfor density’s sakeSunlight dancesthrough the leavesAnd warms mytear-moistened cheek
Unconditional Love
Unconditional loveUnconditional loveComes from up aboveand it fits like a gloveWe are surroundedswimming in a seaof unconditional loveWe’ve only made upthis illusionary gameof separatenessso we can rediscoverthe unconditional loveOnce again
One Bite at a Time
Little spiderloves to gnawon his foodon his problemson big soft pink mountainslike meHe gives a whole new meaningto solving problemsone bite at a time
Lotus Petals
Little abalone lotusteaches me about life“Aah – Baloney!” it sayswhen faced with illusionStill, the lotus is lovelythe many petals reflectingall the colors of creation