The air of this late spring morning feels untouched and smells of the sweet perfume of possibility, clear and utopian. I want to grab this time and wrap it around my body, luxuriating in the ‘Now’ of it, rubbing it into every pore, plumping my skin with its temperate gentleness to last through summer’s fire and the rain-whipped rage of the season that shall go un-named. Continue reading Morning Meditation
I wake to the sound of seagulls laughing, they float against the sky riding currents from another land. The air is moist and smells of the Gulf, memories of sand and waves. Continue reading Morning Meditation
Toots skas my eyes open, the dog digs in the freshly laid mulch , Cardinals twerp, twerp, twerp: The birdfeeder is empty! Two flies play tic tac toe on my elbow. Shoo! Hit rewind, it’s a new day Continue reading Morning Meditation
A frog croaks in my backyard, he knows the rains are coming. Another joins in and they sing a chorus separately and together. The air is ripe with humidity, moments suspended in invisible droplets. The rains are coming and all I want to do is sleep. Continue reading Up One Day, Down the Next
Pink Amaryllis nods its heavy head, Sword fern rustles and waves in the breeze, Quaker parrots squawk their way across the sky. Good Friday morning. Continue reading Morning Meditation
A slow rain falls and thunder rumbles, its sound waves rolling over tree tops and through glass and concrete. Inside, wet dogs lie and coffee percolates. I pull the soft plum fleece up to my chin, dozing to the plink of fat raindrops on the roof. Continue reading Morning Meditation
pollen falls like golden rain tiny wrens flutter green fingers wave good morning Continue reading Morning Meditation
sunlight twinkles on dewdrops cat stretches her legs a new morning unfolding Continue reading Morning Meditation
