(2014)
Thinking about hard times and ways to deal with it.
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire