Brush Strokes

Language is painted with brush strokes of silence – paused punctuation between sentences, breath of white space between words coating of what is said that envelops what is not said Silence, hear it to know how to listen This poem was inspired by Hearing Silence in Tricycle. Photo courtesy of Pixaby

Bardos*

When I look at stars on a clear nightI know the light I see maybe emitted a million years pastmight come from a now-extinct starby the time its light reaches my eyesbut I notice the light and sigh When awakened by the bird singing outside my windowI know the trill I hear has already ceasedby the time it reaches my earbut I notice the song and sigh When I feel my exhalationdispersed into a breezeI know that particular breathis already gone foreverbefore I inhale againbut I notice the life and sigh * Bardo is the Tibetan term for the intermediate state or gap we experience between death and our … More Bardos*

As We Wait

While plunked down in stillness when I want to keep moving I find it’s a grand time to remind myself to notice the layers and layers of now Like the lawns flocked with shadows, clouds covering clouds, and maybe the crescendo of katydid calls all harmonizing in complex moments with my heartbeat and my breath … More As We Wait

Sigh

A sigh is a sign that you’re doing too much A sigh is a sign to calm yourself down A sigh is a sign to hear yourself breathe A sigh is a sign for you to take time for a micro-meditation   Photo by Eli DeFaria courtesy of Unsplash

Meditation

Consistent nothing, all alone but for a ticking clock blue view behind my eyelids inhale, exhale, listen Let subtle showers of the quiet unfold to take me deeper into a silver inner poem of open peace Photo courtesy of Pixabay

Enigma

Breathe colors Listen without naming Live in the space of not-knowing   Photo by Mohamed Nohassi courtesy of Unsplash  Inscrutable

Eternal Breath

I lift my face to face the breeze this same air connecting me with all life now and ever before and even life that will come to be for that matter A rhythmic gift of giving and taking as the breeze sings through my hair or lifts the butterfly wings All of this is eternal … More Eternal Breath

Grace

Animals breathe oxygen Plants breathe CO2 The earth breathes seasons And experience breathes grace Relationships breathe respect Creativity breathes attention Meditation breathes stillness And experience breathes grace I have been contemplating the idea of grace lately. Instead of being an external gift given to me that I don’t deserve, grace could instead be the practice … More Grace