tick tock Thich Nhat Hanh a rhythmic metronome, meditation’s cadence tick tock keyboard clicks emerging words reflect expressions of my thoughts tick tock beating heart listen to vibrations pulsing through the cosmos tick tock bedroom clock white noise in my chamber footsteps to a dreamland Read more about Thich Nhat … More Everyday Tempos
When moving forward from time to time I must glance into the mirror of the past Yet if my gaze lingers too long in a reflection of the past I can easily crash and get nowhere at all Photo by LuAnne Holder
Early hours of an August day, Still pleasant in the shady yard Provide the opportunity To be still beneath the trees Eyes closed, bathed in birdsong And crescendos of cicadas I pull into my breathing Listening to earth’s music When opening my eyes, I see A chipmunk by my shoeless feet Eyes meet eyes in … More August Aubade
An ocean of leaves wave in a summer breeze splashing my face with a life force that bridges my spirit to tall full trees in August Photo is an original of trees in my back yard.
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
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
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.
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
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
A dry spell left the grass brown. Yet in the dark of the early morning, renaissance rains nourished the fields. A new scent followed the thunderstorm this morning. Revival filled the air, cool and pleasant to imbibe for both creatures and the foliage. Dusty earth dampened Droplets cling on spiders’ webs Gifts of petrichor … More After the Rain [haibun]