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And some days, ahhh, some days, the whisper comes with the voice of two friends. One the chalice that carried the whisper. The other the succulent wine of wisdom’s words. May I never underestimate the power of nature nor poetry shared. The world…..
I woke up feeling yucky. The weather was making me feel edgy. Minor dental surgery on my precious four legged companion had me feeling worried. A crisis call made my reserves feel drained. My dwindling days off and the start of a new job made…..
Cocoon buds cracked open and spring emerges. New growth comforts a cut branch, it is not dead. And a fish flies. To ponder in awe, absolute awe, and wonder what must our emerging hearts and souls look like?
Oh my friend you hold the twigs for your spring nest as you rest upon branches holding their own spring buds. Life perched upon life. Emergence of new life supporting the cradle of new life. Sa Ta Na Ma. From Infinity comes life. From…..
There were three large boxes stacked on top of each other and a small little box on top. Just boxes stacked. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a person. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a heart and killer smile. No, more than that.
A surprise birthday party for someone a nurse, two CNAs and myself consider a friend. A friend who is dying. No, no one wondered if this would be her last. Simply…..
Sometimes, smile, Life seems to just kick you in the shins. Or at least that is how unplanned pauses feel. Not having two numbers brought my little website down. A night and then today where an upper respiratory and sinus infection decided…..
After a fierce snow storm I stood in less than 10 degree weather and began to shovel. The sun was shining bright in the cloudless blue sky. Push. Lift. Toss. My body soon warmed from the work and sun. Despite the thermometer…..
A simple scrich. A simple image. Winter’s tree limbs cupped like a hand. A gentle hand holding my raven friend. He was watching as I shoveled snow in an area of the yard to put out seed. I looked up and saw…..
I don’t know why but turning the page on the calendar always tickles me. A fresh page. A new leaf. So many metaphors. So many hopes. What will be the image for the new month? When will the new and full moons appear? What holidays…..
Tomorrow is Monday. Even at this hour of the day, your routine has probably changed from yesterday. Getting children up for school, an early alarm, wondering what voice and emails await you at work, projects, traffic, appointments, waiting for news of results, and…..
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