Monthly Archives: May 2018
I have seen trees, in unison, leaning in one direction and knew which way the winds normally blew. I don’t recall seeing a tree island. Just gentle whispers that it is not about the content blowing around me…or the lack…..
Oh what are you pondering my little thinker friend? Rodin would have laughed to have his statue next to you. Perhaps you are gifting a grand practice for when my mind tries to take hold of me……
How does moving water become a mirror? Or is the mirror melting? Perhaps there is no stillness or flow, they are both surface perceptions.
My pondering paradox is in good company, “How can my soul be…..
Yes, little one I will confess a moment spent pondering how hard you work. And then the whisper that the pondering was a story. You are simply in the moment, neither toiling nor worrying. You are as you…..
Barb wire, beauty and blustery breeze. Hello my little friend. Thank you for waiting while my camera was poised. Even barb wire surrenders to grace. Namaste little one and to your perch.
To see that a day in nature’s beauty does not end with the drive home. Sunset’s constant presence bridges normalcy and the wondrous. The present moment has no doorway through which I must pass. Then, to see the…..
And where to go?
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