nap time

soft sweet dreams

some days are so full,

some weeks are so full,

some months, some years —

we all need to wake up –

but we also nee to nap!

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Reptilian?

anole comes to a picnic

yet again today

several articles came into my view,

and then a conversation or two –

telling me to by-pass, beat, and rise above

my reptilian brain

for the sake of my spiritual development,

and my personal self actualization.

.

no thanks.

.

out of doors i fly,

if only to get away from those more learned than i.

i like reptiles. and the parts of my brain i share with them,

and also share, by the way,

with all those feathered, finned, scaled and skinned.

after all

without the stem of my brain,

what would hold my brain flower above?

.

Beloved Ancient One who is ever new,

thank you for the small anole with the longest tail,

pointing me upwards,

reminding me, that we, and all our parts,  are a part of YOU.

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weed’em and reap

Untitled

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look up!

hope equality little dog

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well, shut my mouth!

bug on my lips

on my way to morning lauds,

my thoughts were flying elsewhere.

Suddenly a beetle flew onto my lips!

 reactive more than attentive,

my curiosity dampened with surprise,

i flicked it off with my hand.

It landed on the ground at my feet.

there We stayed,

staring at each other for a moment.

.

then, just as suddenly,

Gratitude filled me –

thank you dear beetle

for bringing me back to the present moment,

and thank you Beloved

for my mouth being closed.

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greetings

play bow pim greets me-1

Her tail is a plume of happiness

it dusts the air clear free of ennui.

How do you wag your tale?

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splat

kitten on blotter tabby narrow border

trying to paint,

to concentrate,

but this kitten is growing,

and Her spots are becoming stripes –

while my page is covered with spots becoming splatters.

.

sometimes all you can do is practice,

and

watch the ink flow.

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waiting to fly

frenchie puppy

a little Frenchie puppy looks at me longingly

from the arms of her new family

while we humans watch the screen

that repeatedly delays our flight,

and sends anxiety soaring –

and then cancels our flight launching anxiety into full flight.

the tiny big eared baby –

not knowing the cause of the distress,

still feels it.

minutes become hours

fighting sleep She finally falls asleep in the arms of Love.

awake i watch the restless –

and simply ask if there is another way home.

it turns out, there always is.

Ram Dass says “we are all just walking each other home,”

sometimes,

we fly.

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Pace e Bene

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Wild


Not all urban wild life is wild,

 some are toys and some are gifts

And some are companions….

Are you Urban? Are you Wild?

As for me, I haven’t a clue,

But I am grateful ….. Very grateful.

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