she pondered her own sense and sensibility with a haiku

There are people that soften me– with music with a gentle heart with deep listening with sharing their vulnerability I cherish these people. (You know who you are.)

I gazed deeply into the heart of one so beautiful breathed in its fragrance held it so gently and wept as the petals scattered in the wind

I love this magical little plant. I got a start of it from my sister-in-law. Apparently, the original plant was cared for by my partner’s grandmother. I love caring for it as my children grow. I feel as though I’m watering their roots in tandem with the plant’s roots.  

Some sort of grassy plant at the B&B taken with a sweet zoom lens.  

The above picture was taken in a moment of just allowing myself to wander and be present for the present, the GIFT of the moment. Read on… I haven’t been writing here much because I’ve been so SO busy lately. not always busy with “work” but sometimes just with BEing. It’s true that i have…

I wish adults would allow juice to stay on their cheeks the way toddlers do. (I suspect more cheeks would be kissed if we did.) I was kissing my little muse today and smelled the strawberries she had for breakfast that were all over her cheeks. I closed my eyes and let my spirit soar…