Waking early with the words do not go back to sleep filtering in like bits of dappled light subtle yet kindly persistent soft steps through a slumbering houseresonate as a grateful sigh warm water and lemon while I wait on the coffee a book on top…
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Traditionally it would seem January is not so kind it (and I) beginning in fact as a porcupine, kind of cute but rather spiky bits of holiday detritus persistently strewn everywhere sunless days in dull stretches of freeze and thaw when the neck of my sweater feels too tight the strands…
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This morning I am up early, happy to resume my deep dive into a most interesting book, which feels almost to be blowing the top of my head off in quite an enthralling and enriching sort of way also this…
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How on earth to remain loving and kind in these our strange days let me tell you all I know, if you fill yourself up, with unequivocal gladness with simple easily sustained joys with boundless, bound- less love fill yourself…
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When you have anchored your very you-ness in love yet find this day, you are so perfectly ensconced in the disastrous-ness of a potentially combustible bad mood and despite warning those in close proximity of highly explosive materials contained the…
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Yesterday he comes in with an armload of flowers for the garden realizing this as the first Thanksgiving in twenty-four he has not had to be at work I suppose we thank covid for this finding our blessings in these…
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What if we allow ourselves to be drawn in to love by goodness not drawn in to hate by malicious intent to not celebrate in the disparity of some while in a fight for fair and just-ness for all what…
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If I were to teach you how to love what would I tell you I would tell you about kindness and thoughtfulness and respect yes, most especially respect I would tell you about compassion, consideration and compromise I would tell…
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This morning the gardens have that late summer feel I won’t say fall, cause we’re not there yet, there’s no need to rush it fading beauties on sturdy stems browning just around the edges puffball mushrooms under the tree more…
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A deep dive into amood,what feels like a seasonin actual fact, lasts all of three days where I choose quiet andbroodyto minimize the need for unnecessarilybeating myself up andlashingout keep my head low(to match the spirits)gently as I canease myself…
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