Today’s word comes from the gorgeous book, Dreaming My Animal Selves by Hélène Cardona which, incidentally I never would have found without the magic of the internet. I’m so glad I did because it’s a glorious book of poetry. The word I chose randomly is whimsical! Yay!
I am not sure whimsy ever got squeezed out of me in my youth. I’m fortunate to have children and friends who help keep this alive in my heart. Something I love about my city is the whimsical things that are often waiting to be found. I remember being acquainted with the Toy-Box Trio at the Seattle Art Museum and fell just a little in love with their sound. It’s common to happen upon little art installations, fairy houses, or stacked rocks in local parks. It’s lovely to live in a world where such joy waits for me stumble upon it.
Today’s quote comes from Yoko Ono. It’s more of a directive but I was drawn to it because of the word whimsical. The book it comes from, Acorn, is filled with delightful prompts that can only enrich one’s life.
Wishing Tree at Carkeek Park
Make a wish. Write it down on a piece of paper.
Fold it and tie it around a branch of a Wish Tree.
Ask your friends to do the same.
Keep wishing until the branches are covered with wishes.
Finally, I can’t think of whimsy without thinking of my fabulous friend, Rob D’Arc who makes glorious puppets for the stage as well as puppets you can take home. You can also find him at the Pike Place Market selling his puppets. The holidays are coming…
I am aware that I need (crave) more structure (self-imposed) a schedule walls around me a budget (no oppression) I crave arms around me that will hold not hurt I crave words in my ear whispered not yelled The tension that holds the world together unraveled too far the other way unraveled to formlessness I…
Relax, people. The world isn’t ending just our assumptions about it. It’s about to get a whole lot more fun and interesting. Let’s hold hands and see what happens.
You need to become a pen in the Sun’s hand. We need for the earth to sing Through our pores and eyes. The body will again become restless Until your soul paints all its beauty Upon the sky. ~Hafiz Paint it today, lovely one. I want to see it.
Today was a day of new beginnings. All that ONE energy flying around must have been part of it. Cleansing old thought patterns happened early in the day through some meditation and writing and I felt the energy pulling me forward all day and realized that the intentions I’ve been setting of noticing more joy…
