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

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Sides

A cedar-colored cat Sat On a log. . On a cedar log Sat A self-colored cat. . Under the cat Sat The cedar log. . On top of the log Sat The cat. . We sat together glowing golden bronze … Continue reading

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Circles

Sometimes we get so caught up in beginnings and endings, We forget that life is a circle.

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Zazen

There in the yard …. While I sat, You sat. I tried not to stare, You made no such effort.

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Home

The fattest little green frog Sat filling his leaf Some days you leap, Some days you sit. All is well

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sunshine and light

The cat seeks the sunny spot. She sits in the light. simple. the Light is everywhere. go sit in it.

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unexpected guests

i painted a window to hold the golden dreams of a sunlit day… but before i could fill the window with splashes of bright, a giant bug walked across my journal… . and then one flew into my hair, and … Continue reading

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a meowment

  A reminder of past loves, from a stranger with white gloves. The white pawed cat sat. and so did i.      

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zazen lessons from a cat

sit up straight in a relaxed state gently focus on the ground before you let your body be breathed . gently purr.    

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Out of sight

Here I sit, Listening to whoo-whooo. But where are You? Perhaps it doesn’t matter … As long as I am here, Listening.

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