Dancing Light
“We have come from the light, the place where the light came into being by itself, established itself and appeared in their image.” – Gospel of Thomas (50)
Category Archives: Warm Wishes
This Tagine
For being a fêted find at a thrift on a discount day. A prized discovery for brewing up slow-cooked savory stews and keeping us warm throughout the transitioning days. My nest may not boast of a field of coriander running … Continue reading
Something to Discover
Long summers feel good to the last drop…a few ways to honor the fleeting magic of late summer among friends. Love what you touch and you will touch wisely. May the world in your hands brighten with use; May you … Continue reading
In Praise of Mighty Hands
I would imagine folk in these homes have been grateful for not having to look at a neglected fenced-in plot of dirt but instead transfixed by the daily scene of hands digging into the dirt day in and day out … Continue reading
An Amicable Acquaintance
Feathered friends are often my favorite visitors, especially the beloved doves who preferred to nest on my deck to head start their young family. We happened to make some new friends from this ledge, a stick laden with seeds assisted. … Continue reading
Be Kind
Always. With small effort it can be done even when at times circumstances are not stacked in our favor…be kind and provide a heartfelt gesture or an endearing compliment to the living around us. Riding down a floor in an … Continue reading
Power of Change
Affirming a state of centeredness in the middle of chaos, an awful lot of peacemoment by moment, a choice. will you fall prey to the state of imbalance,will you allow fear to overwhelm your flow,or will you be still in … Continue reading
A Time to Repair
Emerging out of a temptuous quarter-of-century codependent relationship, I find solace on these tolerant and patient stones that blessedly don’t tug on my empathetic tendencies. Nothing exploding here but a little iaomai (ee-ah’-om-ah-ee) physical healing, to repair the temple alter.
The Time of the Singing of Birds
“Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest THY FLOCK to rest at noon?” “Behold, thou ART fair, my love; behold, thou ART fair; thou HAST doves’ eyes.” “He brought me to the banqueting … Continue reading
Our Need for Movement
Our timing for ceremonial devotedness trumped homework and reasonable adherence to our weekday obligations…thank goodness for brighter days…thank goodness for angels like these.
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