Delicious

Thankful for the resources
That allow me to enjoy
New treats

Safe Space

Thankful for an open floor
And the courage reflected back at me
As we find our rhythms

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Spring

 Image by myristica via morgueFile

Thanks for daylight that stretches itself out
Opening our mind to possibilities
Bringing more brightness to our path
And unfolding flowers that show the way

Pleasure

I am thankful for tiny bursts of joy
And the courage to sense them

Yesterday

As I sat in a peaceful place
Enjoying a healthy meal
Gratitude washed over me
For the part of me that knew what I needed
And honored it

Teachers

Thank you to the teachers who ...
Help me dance the edge
Embrace spaciousness
Hold joy
And allow sadness

 ... See me
(especially when I forget)

Home

Body mine,

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Thank you.

Growth

... depends on the angle

Gratitude

 ... Opens

Direction

Clarity

Perspective

Oneness

Help us to sense our way back into Oneness
Again and again

Love

Love to All
All is love

Ease

Help us to find a sense of ease
To simply
Be

Why Not?

"This has gotta be the good life"

Dreaming

Help us to hear the deep longing

To move into the dreams that will save us

Crossroads

Help me to dance beyond the mind
And leap into a full heart

Body

I honor this miracle

In which Spirit is housed

Service

Help me to know my part

And serve with gratitude

Truth

Help me to grow into this vast inner knowing
And surrender to the heart

Lotus

Help me to find perspective
To know that both the mud-soaked roots and the open-faced flower
Are one

Openings

Help us to recognize the openings around us       

Marvel at their magic

And cultivate space for this flow in our daily lives

Trust

Help us to find the lessons

To trust in the ultimate balance of it all

And act with compassion along the way

Candlemas/Imbolc

Bridge our confusion, heal the sore spots in our hearts, and restore the light within … Ease us into the deep poetry of this turn of the wheel.

Brigid's Cross by Theresa Knott

Freedom

May you know your heart

    Ray Charles' Unchain My Heart via Youtube

Sunset

There's a hint of the sunset
Where pink nestles
Between the gray and blue

Tortilla Chips

I pop the light chips into my eager mouth
The crunch is instant, like a boom
I taste both corn and salt
And my attention is consumed by chomping

Choir

Ordinary, unsteady voices
Make the most beautiful songs

Movies

As we sit side by side in the dark
Images fill the big screen
Sounds surrounds us
My thoughts disappear
And I am entranced

An Afternoon Walk

A light breeze nudges my hair
The sunshine warms my back
Band practice sounds in the distance
And a puppy races over the post-rain green

Anger

I feel jammed with frustration
And don't know what to say
This disconnection is like a low hum
Pulsing in the background
And it's relentless

Downpour

The rain embraces the trees, buildings, and people
With a fierce, swift love that nurtures
It's really something ... watching water fall all around us

Movement

As I walk along the side of the road
Thoughts race through then go on their way
A few moments of insight stick, but then swerve
Today is full of the hint of letting go

Anxiety

It started at the tiny table this morning
And hung around all day playing peek-a-boo
The sort of excitement that's not the fun kind
The feeling that no matter what I'm doing
I'm supposed to be doing something else

There Used to Be a Sea Here

I hear what she's saying
And feel what she's not

My eyes wander down and up again
As my feet carry me over the stones
And cracked dirt holding fossils
Alongside the junipers bending every which way

Plantae

Up above your chipped trunk and concrete base
You reign gnarly and strong
With your tangle of branches

You are such a witchy tree
I can't help but watch you
Holding court

I see you reaching out with those thin fingers
Through the night sky
And I smile

Third Thursday

I stand in the dark room enjoying a pocket of quiet
Watching Magdalene being carried upward by the angels
Nearby there are cowboys charging on horse
And the occasional visitor with too much perfume

Satisfaction

My fleece feels just right for this sunny, cool day
Green smoothie in hand,
I hit a comfortable stride:
One foot and then the other
Over and over
All the way home

Grounded

You're resting warm on my shoulder
As I look at the tree and its thick branches

Release

My busy mind considers the exact words
And impatience comes close
I tap those snappy keys,
Choose "send", and hope for the best

Silence

I lay back and feel my hips open
Breath moves my belly up and down
My eyes pause in darkness
As my intentions roam large

Word Games

We take our seats under the grass umbrella
Enjoying the warm sun that spills over the edges

As we begin our breakfast
I chew slowly
And make a few words in between bites

Ice Cream Break

Dear Häagen Dazs®,

You are cool and very smooth

Sophisticated, too

At first you seem like caramel

But a hint of coffee lingers

Is it true what they say about too much of a good thing?