Nap Prints

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i took a nap today and noticed my imprint in the pillow,

i walked outside and noticed a pattern in the sand…

do we dream the same dreams?

or perhaps,

we dream the same themes?…..

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Someone was asking me to share my process of daily creation — it starts with observation and prayers of grace every morning….in addition to meditating on my encounters with other species, and then painting and scribing the words and stories that arise out of that, i also journal… so here is a page from today’s journal….

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what is Your process for connecting with the Divine?

Thank you for reading!

 

 

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Stuffed

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curled up next to a stuffed tiger,

She sleeps soundly,

little snoring purrs punctuate the peace.

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sometimes we need all need the comfort of a soft effigy…

it doesn’t make us idolatrous….

just needy…

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She had no trouble confusing a real tiger from a stuffed one,

do you?

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Welcome

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at the edge of the edge of the table

two big brown eyes peer into mine –

i feel right at home,

“welcome”, they seem to say —

“would you please, perhaps , accidentally, drop some food on the floor?”

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i think what makes us feel welcome,

is not what some might call ‘good manners’,

but has everything to do with how we are greeting –

in friendship,

in possibility and hope.

 

 

 

 

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Blue


Water marked,

He paused and looked in thru the glass doors…

In a day of stormy weather,

Inside

Peace reigned.

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Camouflage

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They were all three,

the same colour as the tree..

and very hard to see –

only the swish of the leaves as they moved gave them away as being something separate.

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but perhaps that was an illusion…

for aren’t we all part of the tree of life?

and in one way or another –

do not we all hide in plain sight…..

 

 

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Sailor

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he sat in the shopping cart,

as if it was a boat on the open seas

holding on with his paws

his face in the breeze –

dressed in a little sailor outfit –

that i doubt he chose….

i think he was drafted –

what do you suppose?

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together

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all oppositions have commonalities…

some times it take time

to overcome the invisible obstacles to the obvious….

we all need to eat.

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Reality

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I am cleaning in a room i never clean  –

perhaps it is because the room is painted to look like you are outside –

even the curtains are leaves and twigs and covered with birds —

then i realize i never wash the curtains either –

so as go to take down the the curtain

(revealing sunlight streaming in thru a rather dirty window pane)

i see i am not the only one who hides from reality….

a tiny lizard is perched on the topmost branch available – the curtain rod –

and i wonder…

how are we surviving here?

inside and out

housekeeping is always on the agenda…..

 

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Flight plans

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i dreamt i had large black wings

like a crow’s,

but i was not flying;

i was sleeping with feathers of rainbow jet folded over me

like a soft safe cloak.

the sun rose, and i went outside…

three large loud crows cawed me fully awake

as they took off into the sky blue.

their message clear –

There is safety in soaring.

Rise Up.

We are cherished and sheltered on a wing and a prayer…

 

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a tale of two tails

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at the foot of my bed,

stretched across the full width,

appeared a magical animal, with two long tails,

eight legs and only one head –

and from it came a rumbling that was so loud it almost shook the curtains!

then – POOF!

two pink tongues emerged from the center and voila – two heads appeared next –

as the twin cats rolled into each others arms.

Separate, but together,

the rumbling continued …..

one never can tell when one tale ends and another begins…

such it is with life…..

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