Monthly Archives: March 2016
I was born without a sense of smell. The sense of taste depends upon the sense of smell in many ways. My eyes, my sweet eyes depend upon a camera and a computer so that I can see and read. Today…..
The sign said 65 mph. The sign behind the speed limit flashed “Use Caution.” Can I zip along the winding road at 65 mph if I am careful? Or perhaps 65 mph only between the two signs? Is the speed of…..
Stunned into stillness I could not even bow. The sunrise, like a tsunami, burst through the curtains as I greeted the day. Immediately James Taylor’s song “Fire and Rain” flooded my brain…”I’ve seen fire and rain.” But the song is of loss. This was…..
With my hand touching her trunk, as always, with childlike wonder I gazed adoringly upward into her maze of branches and divided trunk. How often I have stood and sat here longing to climb and be cradled in her arms. And the whisper comes…..
Rebecca Solnit writes that hope is not grounded in certainty. Hope is founded in the spaciousness of uncertainty and the unknown. In our fast breaking world of news, we are lulled into believing that events, ideas, and even choice is instantaneous. Boom! Breaking news! Happening…..
Do ya think the rock ever ponders the phrase, “between a rock and a hard place?”
Just wondering…..
I did not think I would see her fullness tonight. I learned long ago to know her smile even when she wears the veils of clouds. The clouds reminded me of a giant cauldron filled with a magical brew, simmering and swirling. The…..
Throwing open the back door and throwing down my back pack, I grabbed the leash and called my four legged fur angel. Off we went. Spring is here and the sun would allow me to see. Nature was calling. Not even a long hot shower, washing…..
First sunrise of spring. The sun has crossed the equator. The sun’s crossing gifts spring to the northern hemisphere and fall to the southern hemisphere. One movement. Two vastly different seasons. Growth and life and the drawing down of life. Longer days and shorter days. More…..
A coloring book purchased for my clients. It arrived today. A gray, wintry, sleet filled and cold day. Night is crossing the threshold. A long week and I am tired. Perhaps I should color one just to test drive it before I offer it to…..
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