Dreaming of Trees
The tree seems to grow on its own in the woods, on the plains, by the bayou, leaning over the bank of the river, or illogically pushing up through the granite rocks. Yet, there is a complex support system in … Continued
Yin and Yang
The practice of mindfulness and meditation often illuminates the peace that is available when we find balance in our lives between the seeking and the letting go, the push and the pull, the light and the shadow, the moon and … Continued
A Sighting
One needs to look closely A casual glance won’t do Grey on white White on White Blurring in flight One must be still Hold your breath Pause from life’s movement Then, just maybe You will see a snowflake in the … Continued
Familiar Ground
The earth belies its age and history We allow seduction, to believe it is ours That it is new, that it will be forever We sink into complacency Throw plastic into the land fill Waste the bounty, step on … Continued
Dreaming in Spanish: When the language of loss becomes familar
I had a dream in which I was actually living my life, and my husband, now deceased, wasn’t there in my dreams. This was new. I was beginning to live and dream in the language of this new reality in which I now … Continued
The Little White Shoes
Wrapped carefully in white tissue paper Hidden by the crumpled newspaper packed around tarnished silver angels And old pictures, creased and faded Faces I do not know Packing peanuts, bubble wrap, Broken parts of some old pottery Musty papers, old … Continued
Winter Blues
It begins just before sunset Or before the sun appears The transition of light and color A kaleidoscope turning around the earth As the sun leaves us for another place a blue-gray comes over the December lake … Continued
Loneliness
Is my nearly constant companion Not invited, but pushing in A violation of High Tea’s decorum Transgression of boundaries A shadow of knowing what’s real Avoided by keeping busy Filling space with conversation And doing Sometimes successful Yet always … Continued
Changeable
By the hour, the day, the season She changes Hardly a warning She is the boss Molten liquid Icy veneer Seductively calm Confused and intimidating The Great Mother Lake, Superior Seduces the soul, draws in the heart … Continued
Morning til’ noon
The feathered snow Blows horizontally A goose down feather bed is Being shaken on the porch The dance of the winter fairies Hardly remarkable But still so beautiful A Powdered sugar dusting My outward gaze Interrupted … Continued