Category Archives: The Now

The daily day-to-day or the nightly night-to-night

hope

on a leaf sat a small frog who looked all alone. then i looked at the back of the leaf,  there were 5 tiny green amphibians. Whose got your back? . sometimes we all feel like we are very small, … Continue reading

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eeuuwww, oh wait, what?

GROSS! it’s a giant bird turd! with eyes? and it moves? It’s an bird poop caterpillar! I can’t wait to see the chrysalis …. … look, there is another one! no wonder the leaves on the lemon tree are all … Continue reading

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pause for peace

against the window the tiger pressed her back while i looked down from above. the glass was cool from the air conditioning inside. Her upturned paws evaporating her heat. we both took respite from the sun in the shade. what … Continue reading

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prithee i pray, play!

under my feet as i stand to pray, two little kittens romp and play. who is to say, which are prayers?

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sacred listening

today i listened. i listened to the story of a man who shot a dog who had jumped a fence into his yard to attack his dog. today i listened. i listened to a story of a man who shot … Continue reading

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wet

but never forget, even when all wet. you are loved.

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mindlessnesses

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reaching

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to infinity

the flamingos stood in the shade carving the truth with their necks – upright, upside-down… and then those moments when we stand in infinity…. if ever so briefly before… “why are they called pink when they are orange?” we are … Continue reading

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