You parade both of your faces You have no guile, no artifice When your mood is frigid your breath blows ice crystals The heat of your scowl shrivels the most verdant terrain But on days like today your benevolence rolls in waves washing us all in rapture Continue reading Morning Meditation: Autumn Nirvana
Green eyes in black fur peer down from the porch roof, a good place to doze in the gentle breeze and the lullaby of the burbling fountain. Continue reading Morning Meditation 9.29.15: Cat on a Cool Wooden Roof
Two cloud-white buds have appeared on the ginger, tiny fingers pointing to the sky. The butterfly blossoms emerge slowly, a twin to the pungent flavor of the roots that melt over the tongue. ***** Read more Morning Meditations here. Continue reading Morning Meditation 9.25.15: Ginger
Still Tuesday morning walking through the neighborhood I decide tank tops are a required dress code for New Orleans humidity. Creamy magnolias nod amongst fat green leaves looking like globs of whipped cream in pistachio pudding. The lazy hum of a buzz saw ignites imaginings of flying away on the wings of a honey bee. Continue reading Morning Meditation 5.12.15
“It is Spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke Continue reading Spring At Last!
Where do those moments go, the ones where you feel perfectly content, like your place in the world is perfect and guaranteed and you are where you’re meant to be? They appear so unexpectedly: looking out the window at the kitchen sink as you pour your second cup of coffee, beneath the old magnolia with your hands in the dirt, on the ferry landing at the clang of the streetcar and the river breeze in your face. The sun shines on your head and you feel it’s soothing warmth traveling to the ends of every nerve in your body, a … Continue reading Morning Meditation: Moments
Why does this song make the black rose bloom in my chest, the thorns scratching my throat until I can no longer say your name. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Better As We Go
The wind dies down, tired from all its huffing and puffing. We are all glad, walking beneath trees without trepidation at last. Continue reading Morning Meditation 1/4/15
Intentions written on a foggy morning in January patiently wait for the sunshine of action. I’m writing a list of intentions for the year. I don’t do resolutions because they come with stern fingers that demand attention. Then when you falter the guilt niggles in the back of your mind. That’s not for me, thank you. But, a new year does naturally get you thinking about what your wants and dreams are because it is a kind of new slate. Last night, as I was waiting to fall asleep I was thinking about what I want for this year. One … Continue reading Morning Meditation 1/3/15: Not Resolutions
A couple of months ago I bought a new bird feeder because the birds were making a mess underneath the old one. They were spilling (and wasting) more seed than they were eating. The new one promised to be “spill proof” and although it’s not 100% spill proof, I’d say it’s about 95% which is a big improvement. But it took the birds almost two weeks to begin feeding from it. I think it was because of the different shape of it – it has a domed cover and a little ledge above the feeding tray, I guess to thwart … Continue reading Morning Meditation 12/22/14: Stretching
