February JubilationLittle human,Pygmyhertzno biggerthan a minute—more preciousthan the airI inhaleyou fit sosnug in thecusp of my armyesterdayor day before.Februarywas cold but you broughtwarmth and I will never forget how since…
I collected 11 "seashells' of wisdom for my friend Cindy G today. Quotes that speak to me. They are for you too, readers. Pls hold on to the ones that fit nicely where you need them the most. I wish you harmony, healing grace, and miracles.
May there be light. May there always be light. Especially for our friends in Ukraine today.
Neither one thing nor the other, but something betwixt and between-- the “liminal” spaces that linger in places, situations, relationships and life. This poem is written for someone particular in my life. This person might never read this, but that's fine; let it exist in the liminal edges out there. Enjoy.
What if... Compounding at 1% a day, in 365 days, we’ll be 37 times better/stronger/more blessed/kinder. Here's one way to get started: Let your hard-earned money work as an extension of you; send it out with one blessing to touch people’s life. In time, you might decide to increase that rule.
Today, we saw the sun. And in my yard, I saw two snakes taking a shortcut through my yard. Oh my! Here's a poem about those cheeky snakes that stopped me in my track. How do you feel about snakes? I'm not a fan, they scare the daylights out of me, but I let them be. I hope these two find a home somewhere else. Right?
Blessed be the season. For someone who grew up with very little material possessions, and for who 'the smell of apples' still brings memories of Christmas, the carols, quotes, and poems continue to be an integral part of 'The Season.' Enjoy a selection of quotes that speak to me. Blessings on your quiet celebrations. Pay it forward.