The Daily Napkin

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.

Daily Napkin for Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Full...A life replete with darkshadowed placesConsciousness awakenedlight and joy returnedanew and bigger...Bursting at the seamswhere patchwork stitchedbulges with lightbreaking through like galaxiesfull of new life and hope

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Daily Napkin for Monday, December 28, 2009

As mists hoveredin wait for twilightthe blazes dissipatingand spirits anticipatingthey entered sacred spacePatting the earthwith cupped and searching handsand humbled in silenceLet us join our voicesin celebration

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Daily Napkin for Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Two little specks on the face of the big loving planet called Earth were dancing for all their enthusiasm.  There arose from their efforts such a flash of joy that for that moment the flash was seen in neighboring galaxies...

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Daily Napkin for Thursday, December 17, 2009

Upon the whispering of the wordsthe story came alivedelciate gossamer threadswoven to epic proportionsmountains of granite and snowfrom simple moundsstacked one piece upon anotherby mole or beaver or even antexcitement arose in the glint of the eyethe wave of the...

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Daily Napkin for Monday, December 14, 2009

Simmering beliefsbubble up familiarexperiences and situationsRemember the springas winter hastens...the blossoming and buddingemerges from dead brown stemssimmer then the sweet,the fragrance of applesaucelingers --- just a suggestion

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Year two – Soaring

Year two – Soaring

In your dreamshave you not flownwith the birds, or swum with the fishies?Immerse yourself in the essenceof life and soar!What is resistancebut lift beneath my wings,rocks in the streambut a thrill in the flow?

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