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A gentle smile to my Dad. I miss you. And a bow of gratitude for the sweet hands of life, that gifted you and I the chance to realize the past could never be undone, so we laid the walls down and made a new floor from which to begin anew. I love you Daddy……
I planted some seeds a couple weeks ago. No clue whether they would grow as the original bed so difficult to clear after years of an absent tender. This morning I was greeted by tiny sprouts. I laughed to think that I did not know…..
Every coin has two faces. Zen and Buddhism teach that sorrow is in joy and joy is in sorrow. What is joy in this moment holds the sorrow of the next moment. Two faces. One coin.
Upon a drought hardened earth a bountiful gift of abundant rain…..
A day where the day’s routine, like the raw power of the perfect storm leaves you speechless in awe and wonder. A day where perfection reigns and anything and everything that could go wrong does so perfectly. A day where the body, mind, and spirit are in…..
I cannot deny that some days there are emotions that appear for no reason; at least that I know of. Despite the wind, I accepted nature’s invitation and walked with her. I try hard to focus not on the why’s. I try hard to approach all…..
Yesterday the trees and grasses bent and called to the rain clouds which did not come. Quietly they stood without a hint of sadness or lack. Longing of the trusting and accepting heart never goes unanswered. Last night the sun’s gift was offered to the moon which…..
For lunch, I decided I would truly eat out. As I sat with sandwich and coffee I savored the ambience of nature’s restaurant. No fast food here. Paraphrasing John Muir, when one goes to eat out in nature, you are truly going in.
When was the last…..
It began as a sunny prism’d morning and quickly transformed into an afternoon of wind and dust. I cannot see the mountains. The air has a heavy haze….dust. To go outside, particularly for a mouth breather, is to invite the buffeting of dust and wind, itchy eyes and more sneezing.
I remember the quantum physicists talking about how all elements of life still exist. We contain the very elements created when the universe was born. I remember giggling when one…..
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