Most feathered friends have taken off in flocks heading south by now. I read this poem and thought of them…wish I were in their feathers right about now, weary, tender and happy to be soaring with friends sans regrets to … Continue reading
I look around and I see unease, frozen in the eyes of passerbys. I make extra efforts to undue their unrest with a simple smile and a lighthearted chat. Regis was doing the same sort of uplifting while on his … Continue reading
Pourquoi non? Although I’m not skilled in the least with anything to do with makeup, I do on occasion add a touch of rose, a wee bit of an enhancement. Anything I do apply blends into my skin within a … Continue reading
If only for a moment, the sun squeezed some rays into our 3:30 pm reuniting space, at least a few days of this week. Orphaned glasses sometimes from the night before, some half full and thumb marked, greeting this afternoon … Continue reading
When you don’t bow, you exist, you, we, you, history.” – Yianni Ristos Something happens out here in the wilderness. An eternal commitment that cherishes the graciousness within. It’s no wonder that here I stand bare toes on terra, unfettered … Continue reading
Play is when we escape time, when we reverse the malice of the day and revisit with ourselves for that sense of warmth…for that sweet little bit of peace. Don’t allow yourself to be too distracted to play, especially in … Continue reading
I was accused of being in the water for three hours. I’ve been accused of worse things, but there’s no way I could have because my bladder signals me after about an hour and as much as I would have … Continue reading
Veiled beneath stretched and speckled clouds, a rising sun. Tucked in slender bending coastal covering, a feral cat on guard and grateful to be within terra firma. Behind my back, prints in moist sand. In front view, a vast ocean … Continue reading
There’s a lot of beauty up there and some of it can’t been seen but our ancestors are routing for us. “Be still,” they say. “Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.” -Linda Hogan We … Continue reading
What’s your movement saying? Are you moving with freedom, breathing unreservedly? We are contracting our being down to the focus of minutia instead of the realization of the twinkling moment. While I’m up pondering these challenges and discomforts within myself … Continue reading
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