This Lunch Time Memo
And the hungry recipient taking note.
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This Starlet In the Making
…because summer days are coming. Until those days arrive a seat on the pane for those rays to kiss you like it will be an eternity before they’re back again. May the universe be good to you and may your … Continue reading
This Black & White Exhibit
…and for the color threads weaved from within, far more intertwined than we can imagine, bending, accentuating and lasting for years to come. So intertwined we look like one, we moved forward as one and become an integrated part of one another’s … Continue reading
Make It Something Beautiful
Well, here we are in our idiosyncrasies and in our rareness…an am dedicated to sketching and painting our gratitude and a little stretching outdoors under the sun. Gratitude in every moment and every way…feeling full.
Where Rivers Meet.
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
Star-Spangled Enthusiasts
Not all days end with fanfare and glimmers of purple, crimson and gold gallantly gleaming, or do they? Perhaps we are too distracted to catch a glimpse. We get caught up into the mayhem and we don’t get a chance … Continue reading
Artists of Life
Finally I sawthat worrying had come to nothing.And gave it up.And took my old bodyand went out into the morningand sang. -Mary Oliver Not only does this poet priestess stop me in my tracks to reconnect and ground in a … Continue reading
These Are the Days
“These are the days that must happen to you.” -Walt Whitman
Lay Waste
“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers – but like lemmings running headlong to the sea, we are oblivious.” – William Wordsworth. Wordsworth chronicles his spiritual life, his views on his craft and place in the world in his … Continue reading
A Tropical Nook
It must have been the words we exchanged that I perked up in the quiet migration of the soft light. Even the birds of paradise seemed to be singing a different tune.
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