how do we become as we are if we don’t open to it the wind will save the seed
soft life
making fairy gardens watching the flowers sway in the wind morning outside on the deck with a cup of matcha putting up the tea shelves taking photos because it makes my heart sing messy desk in the corner near the window the feverfew has started to bloom the bees dancing in the lavender clover between my toes
the poetry of things
dreamy mornings clover enveloping your feet a body leaning towards the sun, again.
daily practice
this is the practice— noticing. seeing. being. becoming. “beauty as a strategy “- Jeanne Oliver
blessing
let us give thanks-spring is here. it has been all the things: fierce and softunder our noses in our eyes and blessing us.
perfection and art
you don’t have to be perfect and polished to be an artist you just chose to show up daily allowing the tiny spark of doing to createthe shape of your life
hot nectar
Love is a mysterious thing 44 minutes and the soup is done Sunlight piercing red hibiscus juice Holding onto the rose bush with pierced Hands If only you Could stop Listening at the door Of time and Other people’s Head Maybe you would be Still like this morning chickadees Again Dancing on the branches that belong to the Wind Knowing […]