and so it goes
my heart, like a sea anemone
closes up when it is touched
(even softly)
it soon reopens
ready to be touched again
and so it goes
A little thingie I cut out from a magazine and put on a collage. I love this: “This isn’t just a course in art, it’s a course in living.” It reminds me that OUR LIVES ARE OUR WORKS OF ART. It’s my picture. I think I’ll get out my brush and paint some more broad,…
When all your desires are distilled You will cast just two votes: To love more, And be happy. Take the sounds from the mouth-flute of Hafiz And mix them into your seed pouch. And when the Moon says, “It is time to Plant,” Why not dance, Dance and Sing? (Excerpted from “Your Seed Pouch” by…
I found this written in an old journal today. The author is unknown. “A hundred years from now it will not matter the sort of house I lived in, what my bank account was or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the life of…
photo by John McCormick I had my kids for the last week and had so many things planned, so much I thought we would do and had visioned all kinds of things that would happen. Snuggles by the fire, holiday gatherings, gingerbread-house making, etc. I imagined holiday cheer just oozing out of our experience. Then…