Category Archives: The Now

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

Hope

The limb broken by the storm has Small green stars Blooming from the torn bark .

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Measurements

There is no need to fight …. Tug for play not war, We all measure up in the eyes of Love!

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Time to get out of the water

The sky was blue And filled with birds,. The water was clear, And filled with people… The wind blew, Clouds rolled in. And the birds? Where did they go?

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Bayyyybeeee

Poking out of the bamboo Was an all American bambino! Little reminders of beginners mind are everywhere!

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Sturdy Fun

The rain had stopped, The class had started. And there, wagging and sturdy, short legged, curly hair, chubby And willing She began to learn the basics of a sport Some might think was designed for others more lithe than She. … Continue reading

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Cat pause

I reach for the paper, I pick up the brush, dip it in ink… And there You are… Purring and playing. And I can think of nothing else.

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Full

I sit. It is late. I start to meditate suddenly my lap is filled with love!

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Goo

All day today the garden was filled with encouragement. No one really talks to you about the time in between caterpillar and butterfly … Cocooned. Sounds nice, safe, even cozy. In reality, You are goo. And that is ok. Patience. … Continue reading

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Roadside diners

The snowbirds stopped at roadside diner before heading north for the summer.

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Shells

The Newly Bright Green whispers to me on gossamer wings – Leaving behind what she no longer needed. All that remained was a shell on the lintel, Leaving us to ponder the mysteries of transformation.

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