Autumn equinox blessings to you. Our hearts are many. Our dreams radiate – Our task is to shine, and merge with the turning leaves, the drying grasses – the digging […]
Today was quietly spectacular, walking by the ponds, hearing the trilling song of red-winged blackbirds returning, my heart soothed by beauty.
It Feels like Chilies in Adobo the birds came walking birds came walking birds came walking over the drift of dried grasses into fence No where to go but […]
listen within this moment winging inside a conscious rhythm surfaces in birdsong our breath tree shadows our hearts green dappling light tomato leaf and garlic scent dirt and water the […]
Four pelicans Glide white wings through azure sky beneath a morning moon, soaring. They were just paddling a tight circle on a small clear lake, fishing, Moments ago. […]
On Summer Solstice Let there be a ceremony of Light in our hearts. Let our bodies move like sunflowers turn … turn, turning towards sun so there is this refracting, […]
Salsa, concasse ketchup, paste: tomato juice smeared, over my face
Snow goddess sings in mallard wings through frosted dawn. Wink of another moon she paints across eastern skies and a new season rises. Reflected in whirled ice she lounges by […]
Today i walk inside a peony she is calling me– this beautiful flower, i hear her amongst morning sounds of waking birds and wind and her fragrance plays a song […]
Grow mightily sweet in these dog days of summer, dream big, wee melon!
When the beauty one encounters is so vast it defies description, I wonder if my heart, beaming strongly through these words is enough to portray why witnessing the refuge of […]
The promise of plums like glowing constellations spark the midday sky
Pachamama, we can only witness — your inspirations welling up green and bright when light stirs you fragrant into spring. Overheard rhetorical question in the tiny Paonia post office this morning, a […]
Sometimes mornings are like this: Like a Raccoon: Washing Potatoes for a Frittata Holding the potato under running water I turn it, over and over finding the little eyes, then my […]