I was never the girl who knew what she wanted and expected nothing less. The one who walked with a confident air, flipping her long silken hair over her shoulder, flashing a smile the brightness of a dentist’s fantasy. I … Continue reading Divergent Paths
“You are always someones favorite unfolding story” ― Ann Patchett Continue reading Photo Friday: An Unfolding Story
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment. ~ Buddha Continue reading Photo Friday: Be Present
It’s a good day for reading. Continue reading Photo Friday: Reading
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
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
“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
“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”
