praise

      Praise the light of late November, the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones. Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees; though they are clothed in night, they do not despair. Praise what little there’s left: the small boats of milkweed pods, husks, hulls, shells, the architecture of trees. Praise the meadow of dried weeds: yarrow, goldenrod, chicory, the…

Assessment

“Life is maybe like deep-sea fishing. We wake up in the morning, we cast our nets into the water, and, if we are lucky, at day’s end we will have netted one– maybe two– small fish. Occasionally we will net a seahorse or sometimes a shark– or a life preserver or an iceberg, or a monster. And in our dreams at night we assess…

a single day

A day is like a whole life. You start out doing one thing, but end up doing something else, plan to run an errand, but never get there … And at the end of your life, your whole existence has the same haphazard quality, too. Your whole life has the same shape as a single day. ~Michael Crichton May Sarton wrote, “Routine is not…

cross-pollination

   of a different kind.. My son’s VLOG got me thinking about how we often develop a skill set in one area but end up using it in new and unexpected ways.  In life, in work and in our creative endeavors, our experiences are somehow all inter-connected. My talented friend, Linda Murtha, immediately came to mind as her work is a beautiful marriage of…

black coffee, blue skies

When you shift your focus from what is absent to what is present, from what is missing to what has been given, from what you are not to who you are… abundance is yours, effortlessly. ~Jeff Foster An experiment in seeing.