Tag: Zen
Poetry
When a Woman Has Herself
Spring
Icarus
When I was younger, I used to think of the story of Icarus flying too close to the sun was silly. Who would make wings of feathers and wax? Why would he engage in such a fully only to fall to his demise when the wings melted? And then I stood at the edge of … Continue reading Icarus
I am a year old
This beautiful creature was an impulse acquisition! In an moment of grief for loosing my 22 year old cat. It was my birthday and I wanted comfort and a gift! As soon as I saw him I new he was going to be part of my journey! As an Himalayan of course he has to … Continue reading I am a year old
Winter Scene
Let me be your summer When summer days are gone. ~Emily Dickinson Continue reading Winter Scene
If I Was Poetry
If I was Poetry, I would dance with the spirit of the sun Love with the strength of wild water Sing to the moods of the moon Create words for the wind to carry It would be magic It would be me Continue reading If I Was Poetry
Balance
Life is all about balance. You don’t need to get stuff done. Sometimes is perfectly okay and absolutely necessary to shut down. I would like a day without doubt. Just one, to see how it’s doing. So to experience the thrill of balance for a few more hours. “ The Earth, long my home through … Continue reading Balance
Windmills of My Mind 