Tea with Lao Tzu*

I invite Lao Tzu to teaon a quilt spread in anopen glen by a river He accepts and sitscross-legged facing mewe both nod our greetings “What can you teach me, Lao Tzu?”“Be quiet in stillness.”I pour tea into his tiny cup “My mind wanders so.How can I learn stillness?”“Meditate.”I fill my teacup as well “I … More Tea with Lao Tzu*

Recreate*

On a softened eveningshe returned from worksnow and stillnessher lonely companions From the kitchen tableamid egg smudged plate andcoffee smeared cupher pen and journalcalled to her:write with me,recreate your day,artist yourself,listen An unconsciousness poemthat had simmered all daywas ready for escapeto fancy itselfonto paper *Recreate: 1) form anew in the imagination; recollect and re-form in … More Recreate*

Equanimity

When loss blows you awayfollow winter’s pathembrace the growing darknessbreathe the breeze of gain When blame troubles your heartfeel affection for othersbe secure in your abilitiesbreathe the breeze of praise When sorrow drenches you in downpour after downpourbe nourished by the rain thenbreathe the breeze of joy When failure weighs your spirit downsearch for new … More Equanimity

Wellspring of Joy

The wellspring of joy runs deep inside where darkness obscures the water, but you can draw up this stillness to drink when you need to nourish your heart It may take time to lower the bucket, to reach the water deep in the well; a calm companion can aid your efforts to keep you from … More Wellspring of Joy

Silent Night

“Isn’t it just beautiful?” she asked the peaceful angel with fiber optic wings as they gazed out the window Gazed in the direction of a waning gibbous moon in a cloudless sky, bright against cold darkness The angel offered no response remained in her still silence meditating on the present of this passing moment   … More Silent Night

Solstice

Crisp icy air germinates dark stillness as snow covered earth coalesces with moonlit heavens   This year’s solstice will be accompanied by an almost full moon, sometimes called a cold moon and a meteor shower. Hoping for clear skies.

Hooptedoodle

Noisy black birds fly across the horizon of my mind Tiny busy ants scurry in all directions inside my head Tangled kudzu vines choke out the focus of creative thought Stop Notice Create a still space think the thought with intent Create another still space before thinking another thought    This poem is about mental … More Hooptedoodle

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

Quiet

You might find Quiet gazing out savoring a sunrise lips upturned slightly as she draws on frosted panes You might find Quiet laughing listening with her skin offering soupçons of affection when it’s least expected Inside the heart of Quiet a faint thunder rumbles pregnant with adventure as life sparks ripple out   I am contented, … More Quiet

Gift of Solitude

This is the day emerging without any sort of plan a day to make acquaintance again with a self you’d almost forgotten the self you once knew well that’s been covered by the ruckus of doing This is the day drifting to the gentle current of stillness where you hear the solo birdsong backed by … More Gift of Solitude