Turn of the Seasons
Turn of the Seasons As I take a turn around the garden I watch the leaves, turned to gold, Turn and swirl as they fall, Making a downturn to the ground. Later they will turn to mush. We have turned a corner. What shall we turn away from now? Don’t...Eyes to the Unknown
So much swirling these days, within me as much as without. (Aging is not fun! Except sometimes it is.) Change is happening so incessantly and so fast that I’m forced to practice literally touching the earth, the natural world, in order to counteract the sense that the...Playing With Numbers
I believe that when we create, no matter what it is—a meal, a song, a garden, an altar space, a drawing, a knitted scarf, a haiku—we align with, and amplify, the creative life/love energy of our planet. Especially when our creation also feeds our wonder,...Let’s Rewind and Press “Play”
Happy New Year! As I continue to be immersed in solstice/end of year reflections and holiday activities, I am hoping this blog post from December 2018 will amuse you. Playtime for a Full Heart Life has been intense lately. Amidst the dark and cold and holiday...Catchall
This month I offer a collaged bouquet of flowers (since real ones are not here yet) and a little wordplay, on a cool rainy day at the new moon… Catchall Can we catch his attention? He’s quite a catch! Did you catch those last words he said? YOU...Share This Post
Welcome to Whisperings
“There is a place where words are born of silence,
A place where the whispers of the heart arise.”
— Rumi
I will ponder here what whispers to me in the silence. I’d love for you to whisper back; maybe we will all get clearer—or maybe, like in the old kids’ game of “telephone” we will end up somewhere else entirely (which would be fun too)
