It is known as the Pinwheel galaxy. The light astronomers see today was actually light emitted 21 million years ago. Even the sun’s light we see is 8 minutes old by the time it reaches our now. Visually, we would not…..
Two photos. Two tales. One Whisper. The tree filled with your songs and others as you buzzed around the nectar becoming so rare these days. I sighed in awe. I sighed in despair to think of how our actions have harmed…..
Last night I read a most interesting thought. The author, Subhadramati, wrote that living an ethical life was more than following do not’s. It was awareness that our awareness of our intentions in speech, actions, and thoughts was really about beauty. Regardless of…..
On a day when a long awaited and arduous task uprooted into an insurmountable and unachievable task, I stood frozen. Closing my eyes I thought of the “why” of the path that required the task. I thought of those surrounding me with…..
A midafternoon walk, probably too cold and windy for one finally recovering from bronchitis and a touch of pneumonia, but nature and the heart said “walk.” The overpowering stillness broken only by an occasional hawk and magpie’s chattering. Spring buds and blooms…..
Sometimes the world events stir such despair. To listen to a state senator’s impassioned acknowledgement of rape and her decision to have an abortion would have to sear anyone’s heart regardless of conviction. But then to see a fellow senator laugh…..
Yes, there will be days when your spirit may mirror the blanketing fog and ice. Call it lost, a pause, time for stillness, or whatever image best fits. In such moments, to remember yesterday’s walk in such different weather. The remnants from…..
Tonight’s scrich, not original, except the resonance within the heart. At this time of year, and every day as we face the struggles of the world and wonder what one person could do or give that would make a difference. And so, to any who may also ponder the act of giving, I offer the words from Norman Fischer, recently published in the Shambhala Sun and available at http://www.lionsroar.com/nothing-to-give-no-one-to-receive-it-norman-fischer-on-joyful-giving/. Though the words are offered from a Buddhist perspective, the…..
Two images on a day of broken and damaged hearts, world news that makes my own heart sigh, and a sunrise feather gifted. It seems we are forever looking back to a manger, a burning bush, a Bodhi tree, or some other promise of…..
The mystery of whispers that speak one way and then re-whisper to speak another. Had been asked to write my reflections on a Mary Oliver poem. The whisper was so gentle as I gazed into the eyes of the deer……
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