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where sky meets earth

   Let’s celebrate                the everyday poetry of clouds and pavement                where sky meets earth in watery reflection                becoming one wisp of heavenly ground                in patches and flecks of blue and white                awaiting the first golden stars of night                tiny celestial lamps lighting the path homeward.

Spring Offering

In each of us are seeds bursting to sprout then green heralding buds to blossoms whispering flourish now. 

three steps away

December 22nd, Montreal I. Our arms linked, parent and child we walk straight, then zig-zag amidst a frenzy of shoppers our breath white, floating shoulders scrunched hands tucked in pockets, sheathed in comfortable gloves our cheeks taut, tingling with cold. Red and white window signs tempt, taunt Holiday Sales ! 40 % off all merchandise offering

For a New Year

     to blossom from heart center requires light space breath~ a gentle intention and simple willingness to allow true essence to emerge petal by golden, glowing petal               blossoming heart

Landscapes

                    Landscapes Feathery mauve clouds fading to plum and charcoal wisps brush cobalt sky a living watercolor while bare branches etch a November horizon tree tips fluttering in the mildest of breezes                the trunks solid, holding, quiet. Then a spark bursts— flames quivering and spreading unmatched by a river the abandoned ocean                               watercolor skies.  External

The Holidays in Overdrive (Same Day in a 500 ft. Radius)

Santa tripped over jack-o-lantern bags trying to arrive before Tom Turkey… and was flumoxed by the tree in a holiday tangle of Halloween and Christmas twinkly lights, circling Easter bunnies, and one lonely, garish Easter egg and wondered…is there ever a day that’s not a holiday?   Mt. Philo Rd., November 13th viagra

John O’Donohue’s beauty and wisdom.

    lighting the clouds      The human heart continues to dream of a state of wholeness, a place where everything comes together, where loss will be made good, where blindness will be transformed into vision, where damage will be made whole, where the clenched question will open in the house of surprise, where the travails

Today’s Catch

         Today was one of the last comfortable days to bike in Vermont.  There was a ”winter-is-coming” chill still penetrable by the sun.  I headed out for two hours on my beater bike with doubled-up pants, three shirt-coat layers, fingerless gloves and a camera.  While many trees are starkly bare or have lingering fringes or patches, others are fully

To Be Heard – The Documentary

  http://www.vtiff.org/films/to-be-heardThe following is taken from the link (emphasis added): “To Be Heard is the story of three teens from the South Bronx whose struggle to change their lives begins when they start to write poetry. As writing and reciting become vehicles for the expression of love, friendship, frustration, and hope, we watch them emerge

Splitting the Sky

     Drink in beauty.  From the time it takes to leave a building and walk through a pot-holed parking lot,  the sky can unfold in bands and dabs of color, an adjacent river can sing in rushes and flows over rocks, and every “next task” can melt away into the opening, the opportunity to be refreshed by the simple elegance of nature.