I’m very pleased to have two poems, “Dirt Cheap Queen” and “Don’t Carry the World”, in the new issue of Muddy River Poetry Review. Big thanks to Zvi A. Sesling for giving these works a home. It’s a beautiful issue with lots of great poetry so I urge you to click over and read. Continue reading Two Poems in Muddy River Poetry Review
Before I was a writer I was a reader. Although I don’t read as prolifically as I once did, I’m always on the look-out for a good book. This is why my Goodreads TBR list has 214 titles. Whaaaat?! It’s safe to say there are books on there I don’t even remember. It’s time to clean off the shelf so when I ran across this meme on Boston Book Reader via Lost in a Story I knew it was for me. I’m jumping in. Here are the guidelines: Go to your Goodreads to-read shelf. Order on ascending date added. Take … Continue reading Down the TBR Rabbit Hole #1: Conquer Your TBR
As the sword fern pushes through soil and leaves, so I push through the detritus of thought and pain, striving for peace. *** I struggled with meditation this morning, at first. Stray thoughts were pushing in, my breath kept speeding up, my arm was aching (an ongoing issue). But I pushed the thoughts back out, slowed my breath, refocused away from my arm. Repeatedly. And, finally, toward the end of the session, I was at peace and my arm stopped aching. Once again, I didn’t want the session to end. Centering thought: I experience the healing power of time. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Perseverance
There is only the wind through the bamboo, the tap and rub of cane on cane. There is only the coolness of air passing over skin. There is only this moment, this breath. *** During this morning’s meditation,the feel of the breeze on my skin and the tapping sound of bamboo helped lull me into a peaceful state. It occurred to me, after, how the man-made noise of traffic faded away, allowing only the sounds of nature into my conciousness. Todays centering thought: I restore inner balance when I live in the now. Continue reading Morning Meditation: This moment
Sun lightened stones absorb the gift of warmth, pay it forward to wildlife feet. *** Sitting on my patio, I’ve just finished Day 2 of Depak Chopra’s newest (free) Meditation Experience. This is the fourth series I’ve participated in. I was so into it I didn’t want to stop. I feel relaxed and centered – so different from the way I feel when I’ve watched the news or read social media. I’m stepping away from toxic and it feels so good. Today’s centering thought: I attune myself to the flow of life. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Warmth
“One who knows the Mississippi will promptly aver—not aloud, but to himself—that ten thousand River Commissions, with the mines of the world at their back, cannot tame that lawless stream, cannot curb it or confine it, cannot say to it, Go here, or Go there, and make it obey; cannot save a shore which it has sentenced; cannot bar its path with an obstruction which it will not tear down, dance over, and laugh at.” ― Mark Twain, Life on the Mississippi Continue reading Photo Friday: Life on the River
Bird sings, chest puffed, melodious notes traveling from beak to ear. Bird doesn’t care who listens or doesn’t. Bird preens, wallows in the birdbath, takes care of self, minds its business, flies away from trouble. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Lessons from a Bird
“to live in this world you must be able to do three things to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go” ― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 1 Continue reading Inspiration Interlude: Letting Go
Rose loves to lay on the grass in the sun even despite the fact she has a thick thatch of fur covering her right now. (Grooming session tomorrow!) Neither of my other two dogs do this and often stand next to her and look as if to say “Are you ok?” Rose also refuses to look at the camera when I try to take her picture. She just can’t be bothered. Irritates the heck out of me. But I have a secret weapon. It’s called “treats!”. Now,that gets her attention! Have a great weekend, y’all. Continue reading Friday Photo: “Treats”
“A red-winged hawk is circling” Tom Petty 1950-2017 He glides towards me face to face at eye level on my morning walk, swoops into an old magnolia. He settles his feathers and returns my gaze, eyes shining a message of light and life. l smile,thinking of Apollo, music,and a golden-haired man learning to fly. *** Sources: Tom Petty on writing “You and I Will Meet Again” Video of “You and I Will Meet Again”. Hawks in mythology and folklore. Photo via Pinterest. I tried to trace the source but was unsuccessful. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Of Tom and Hawks
