Realized i have not put up any of my door pictures of late… so, cheers, to the WP door fanatics… and quote gurus. “And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn’t stop.” -A.A. Milne…
leaves at war with mother earth holding tightly to birth winter winds gusty march triumphant spring
wish i understood perhaps, i do deep inside light eminates a bushel covered instincts reside beside, i fathom the mystery of life… to shine! the grumblings of earth, surface lay bare the charred forest scattered to four corners the huddled masses break free and rejuvinate spirit… to be! communion of souls, breathe a hush spreads…
A new experience presented itself within a community to celebrate positive energy. This was most of the group’s first time being together. The hour started with rhythmic drum beats mimicking the heart’s life force. There were 15 of us, each with a drum and another percussion instrument. This video is the third of four sets,…
Where to start? It is as if my life is being lived in one day… with no way to slow down. Juggling between need-to-do and want-to-do and compromising. All this beauty is descending upon my head in rocket speed… the town i have moved to is bursting at the seems with poetry and dance. Harvard…
summer song and dance sunshine’s grace chose to do differently this time and place smile to spread peace life’s not a race set your clock to be one with the earth’s trace
May the curious soul the delight of life dwell in the impossible find the possible spred far your quilted heart pieces of life sewn with zig and zag mindful ever of neighbors far and wide! Reject the negative… even the negative disguised as something otherwise. Discern life as you pass through the skies…
Each purposeful visit Creation points out To find my heart and breath Notice every crumb Of existence In the space between Leaves of grass
why the sigh towards noon day i heard her say rabbit hearts crisp as wheat ripening
thoughts from mid June 2018 As of late i have been thinking. Endlessly the wheel rotates and nothing new is generated. My therapist called it rumination. And typically rumination has led to increased anxiety. My anxiety is spiked. Last weekend i ran to the White Mountains. Last night i ran to Prospect Hill, to watch…
