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.
Awareness
On the mountaintop it’s not easy to see tiny blue flowers that grow next to stream in the valley Yet, we readily contain both in our awareness…
Heart and Meaning
I am in touch with what has heart and meaning for me I live in harmony with my deepest values Spirit is the heart and meaning in my life Positively blessed
Summer of Squirrels
When squirrels play the branches of the dancing trees are fun highways for hilarious capers Ever dreamt of being a flying squirrel? Let’s play! • • • Meanwhile, you and the squirrels conversing in the yard... Now, there’s a happy thought!
Crucible of Life
Distilled essence emerges when still Having gone through the fire crucible of life instilled with light heat of passion Deep thirst quenched at the eternal spring refreshing spirit
Rainbow Gold
Delight, the light as it tingles up the spine Like it does when you meld with a rainbow That’s the pot of gold…
Fear’s Surrender
Flipping through choices like a rolodex gone awry Amazed, eyes glazed over overwhelmed by abundance Scared rabbit deer in the headlights surrenders In that moment peace rises to the top
Precious Weave
An old yarn dyed and tied in knots anew knitted brow expressing heights and dips, ins and outs The fabric of our lives intertwined threads laughter and friendship, sadness and joy woven together in patterned colors You are precious to the weave of my life without...
Beauty Is
Mist covered mountains eyebrows of the Earth rise up and dance Mother rolls her loving eyes at us Beauty is…
A Foundation of Integrity
A promise kept, even to oneself like steel girders a strong skeleton makes With flesh of love and sinew of courage how far a trek one can make Traversing any sullen landscape with passionate heart and sustained encouragement in perpetual motion
Friends
Friends once met trod upon the new found path stepped light and joyous twinkly Frolicked as young animals thoughts bantered about mutual synapses made Years and years following weighed lofty, stark, or frequent familiarity springs deeper Appearances only...
Mustang Spirits
Hair flying, wild as crows at twilight children alive and adventurous played soccer with no rules Every part of their mustang spirits leapt over ravines of ignorance mottled the field with a compelling variety of life's expression • • • Run wild for the...
Heart’s Courage
The machinist wept organically having fallen from eagle’s grace Bravado continues to control things instead, fell on his face • • • It’s tough when you think you know stuff and how to put them all together To instead allow release in surrender letting God make...