Warm sunlight streams through soft applause ~ Leaves and branches. An unidentifiable fragrance Sallies forth ~ On cool January winds. Inside, Sheer white curtains flutter ~ My thoughts too. Figs, pears, blueberries Fresh cream and ginger ~ Brightly green, popping peas. Alertly sitting on cushions of glistening rice ~ Evoking fields of water, and occasionalContinue reading “appreciation practice”
Category Archives: poetry
The Blank Slate
As you see, bolder formatting is temporarily gone from this site. I’ve stripped it down while making changes, but also to symbolize my current state. In meditation this morning, the theme of faith arose. Unkind thoughts were present – an argument I’ve been having with someone for as long as I can remember… feelings ofContinue reading “The Blank Slate”
Bubbles & Wings
Today, after a full night of tossing and turning, I felt it… a spark of innocence floating in the air. It seemed very real, yet somehow not of the same universe or substance as the rest. I watched, my inner vision locked in on the hint of the glimmer, as just like the Good Witch’sContinue reading “Bubbles & Wings”
Force and Movement
…however, it was the sort of documentary which won’t stand for that treatment, which makes one want to engage with what is happening on screen, inside of the other lives, as though one’s own. And I did!
One Last Time
I’m terrible at goodbyes. Perhaps I’ve never seen one modeled well. I’ve always found it hard to be clear and just let go. I inevitably leave things sort of half undone for a while, hoping against hope that things will make sense of themselves.
“If We Started at the End” – a poem
If we started at the end, perhaps…
Reflection
I wish I could show you, When you are lonely or in darkness, The Astonishing Light Of your own Being.” – Hafiz
