Ephemeral Blessings

The imperfect path to wonder where you can make a fingerprint in goddust is everywhere; you can enter this path from any place, at any instant When you awaken your awareness to the face of a moment, your spirit can blossom like a bougainvillea in the cool of early morning No need to name the … More Ephemeral Blessings

Occurring Now

Phenomena are temporal Sniffles do go away A pleasurable meal ends A breeze dies The storm passes Flowers fade On a micro level When senses Connect with a stimulus A unique moment Arises for an instant Then vanishes You never breathe the same breath Never step into the same river Never see the same cloud … More Occurring Now

Dichotomy of Self

Quiet inward reflections of the be-er feed participation Active outward participation of the do-er inspires points for contemplation Graphic and poem inspired at the Monday Night Fellowship facilitated by my friend, Penny. Check out her new web site for writing prompts and spiritual inspiration: The Sacred Path.

Permutations

Nothing is fixed in a permanent state even what appears to be solid is made of cells that practice osmosis where liquids and gasses move through a permeable cell wall Beliefs are not fixed in a permanent state even solid beliefs used to define ourselves for long stretches of life’s journey can transform as we … More Permutations

Interlude

Windows flung open Bird song bathes the air When the whirr of the edger’s motor Takes intermittent breaks Mind cast open Aha’s bathe awareness When the whirr of cluttered mind Takes intermittent breaks Graphic by Pixabay A friend of mine has just launched a new web site called The Sacred Path. Below is a screen … More Interlude

Playing to Win

He put on some music while she shuffled. When he drew a card to see who would go first, she was beginning to grove to Dylan. He drew high card, so she dealt and set up the four cards he’d use for his first move. “I cheated,” he muttered. She looked up from her hand, … More Playing to Win

Summer Solstice

Summer says… “I give you barefoot walks on dewy morning grass. I give you pink hibiscus blooming large as dinner plates. I give you ripe cherries that stain your fingers crimson. I give you dancing shadows as wind blows full-leaved trees. I give you lingering daylight to warm your upturned face.”     Happy Summer … More Summer Solstice

Taste Time

Don’t save time; be time, taste time Time is inescapable, like gravity and aging, so savor time all along the way  Where is that self I almost forgot I knew? Did I get buried in the ruckus? Drown in the river of busyness?  Maybe if I’m still I can feed on nothing moments overlooked along … More Taste Time