Friday 3rd September
First sighting of morning dew and Birdsong has returned
Category: Happiness
Reservoir Days
Dragonflies and black-faced sheepan elusive grey legged goose rain comes. gentle at first land we’re undercover of the treesbut quickly it’s heavier. and we make for the wooden hides. Here we can sit shelteredsurrounded by the sights and sounds of nature’s intrigues Breathe, soften, release,And remember ourselves as a part of the universe expanding. Come Read more about Reservoir Days[…]
I am made of magic
I am made of magic. I am see-through sparkles I can walk on water. I can speak to dolphins. I can shapeshift and extend to the ends of the cosmos I can sing in harmony with the stars. I can do 50 consecutive backflips. In fact, I can fly. I can swim to the bottom Read more about I am made of magic[…]
Resilience, Radiance, Rememberance
I Knew We Would Be FriendsAs soon as you opened your mouth, And I heard your soft sounds,I knew we would be friends.The first time, dear pilgrim, I heard you laugh,I knew it would not take me long,To turn you back into GodBy Hafiz, Sufi poet There is a Vitality – Martha Graham There is a Read more about Resilience, Radiance, Rememberance[…]
Goddess of the dry spell – Danna Faulds
This spring and early summer were unusually wet in our part of the Shenandoah Valley. It rained and rained, resulting in lush lawns and uncommon garden growth through the first part of August. Now though, we are in a dry spell. I spend the first part of every morning out in our vegetable garden with Read more about Goddess of the dry spell – Danna Faulds[…]
The peace of wild things – Wendell Berry
The Peace of Wild Things” Written and read by Wendell BerryListen When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,I go and lie down where the wood drakerests in his beauty on the water, and the great Read more about The peace of wild things – Wendell Berry[…]
Heaven
It is early morning,before the world wakes up. I open the front door. And here is heavensitting waiting for me to remember it. Geese and gulls fly across the sky sounding their distinct calls through the valley. Giant hydrangea blooms and tiny jasmine flowers abound. Up the garden, the first aquilegia seeds and a single Read more about Heaven[…]
Poetry Dive 2 With Kim Rosen
https://www.kimrosen.net/events-1 What I take:- MY POEMS ATTEMPT – RABIA. All of what I would want my child to know my poems attempt. We are infants before each others are we not, so vulnerable to each other’s words and movements. A school I sat in cured me of hurting others. I have come to see that Read more about Poetry Dive 2 With Kim Rosen[…]
Purple and Orange
Here is midsummer. The time of purple and orange. Out of a Jurassic forest of foliage rise the polemonium spears. holding aloft their beautiful-blue purple flower clusters. While pink-purple rockets burst forth on the buddleia bush. And Orange hawkbit waft their devil’s paintbrushes highamong the tall spears of lucifers Crosimia and the low snaking tendrils Read more about Purple and Orange[…]