Respect is beings able to dream together,
Even if you don’t dream the same dream.
Trust is knowing that it is safe to dream your dreams with others.
Support is others believing in your dreams,
And You believing in theirs.
Faith is trusting that dreams come true.
Sweet dreams.
This is a picture of the tabbies before the eclipse.
This is a picture of the tabbies during the eclipse.
This is a picture of the tabbies after the eclipse.
Sometimes we can stare straight at magic and not even notice it is happening.
The wings brushed past me,
And the air was sweet and blessed.
At first it looked like two cats encircling their prey,
Til I realized the cats were asleep,
And the frog was dead…
Handed a dustpan to move the corpse to a more lasting place of peace
(This scene was in the doorway),
I bend down,
The amphibian came back to life! Oh clever One!
And leap to freedom…
The cats, sleepy eyed stretched slowly and sauntered back indoors.
Sometimes a nap can truly be salvation.
rest. recover. rejoice. Repeat.
Sitting in bumper to bumper traffic
I pass a sign:
Speed limit 70 mph
I crawl along
I pass another sign:
Minimum speed 40 mph
I continue to creep,
My GPS on my phone adding time as I travel forward
Like some science fiction narrative…
I feel caught in loop…
A flash of yellow dances across my windshield
and I follow it…
.
I am passing another sign….
One that has no words…
Yellow sulfur butterflies fill the air.
Transformation is a consequence of travel in many ways.
The little boy dropped the leash,
And for a moment the puppy’s dreams all came true…
Bounding into the small flock of birds…
.
And for a moment a family’s dreams almost came to a end,
As the little boy chasing the little dog chasing the birds
Ran in front of the cars at the rest stop…
.
A big boot landed on the leash,
A soft hand grabbed an small arm…
A mother gasped thankyous
All strangers, now connected thru a moment of grace and action.
.
Dreams are fragile things,
They need constant attention, and the help of many to come true.
The brightest yellowest being
Flitted in front on me,
Dashing amidst the palest purple seeds…
Such bounty the world provides!
Eat up every minute.
The dog is dreaming on the day bed.
Silent wooflings appear on his exhales,
Visible as his diaphragm contracts.
His paws paddle the air.
Where are you journeying? I wonder –
Who do you see?
Ministry of Animals 