morning haiku
fullness of ripe peach sunrise
diamonds on window
my tender heart open wide!
fullness of ripe peach sunrise
diamonds on window
my tender heart open wide!
I read an article recently that recommended walking with bare feet. I’ve been dutifully trotting outside each morning while I wait for my coffee to brew and walking on the little gravel patch on the side of the house. Back and forth. Bare legs. Bare arms. Bare feet. The rocks are hard and cold on…
seagull chases heron (and wins!) the purring of a ferry engine and red, gauzy sky a kind father teaching his children to fish two kayakers gliding while girls throw stones a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share (a metaphor for mothering) there is peace here
Today’s random word, early, is from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. I had the good fortune of seeing Ben read in Seattle many years ago. He was kind and generous and made a deep impression on me. I befriended him on social media and we talked from time to time….
I read from her chapter on “Coming Home” and about cutting away what is superfluous to make space for new beginnings.
(it began and ended with super heroes) sweetness of night cold and clear the lights of the city and the telling of stories massaging out the knots mutuality (the light is nearly at its climax now) rain-soaked honeysuckle blossoms on bare skin in the morning veneration and passion (and the burgeoning fear) “In brightest day,…
Thanksgiving Day early: falling snow delicious coffee meditation breakfast with my babies making a mini movie working out later: fabulous friends laughter and more laughter an abundance of food and wine meta practice for lovingkindness an oddly slotted quail new faces to love learning to crack walnuts with my hands Ripley’s Believe it or Not…