Monday, December 9, 2013

Gratitude Stone #6

Appreciation for the quiet that follows an evening of illness.
No pressure in the temples; thank you.
No heaving in the gut; thank you.
And the chimes clear the night air.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Gratitude stone #5

remembering Rohatsu/buddha's awakening/Morning Star;
when filing, answering the phone, driving the car, walking Lucy,
all is practice and all is opportunity for awakening
again and again
over and over.

Gratitude Stone#4

a most elegant setting sun
amidst raging winds
bringing winter weather.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Monday, December 2, 2013

#2 A Zinc Tongue

the deep red cellophane entices opening
the label claims "lozenge may shorten duration of cold".
the lozenge dissolves/the tongue becomes dry and turns into a flapping piece of metal where once taste buds lived.

Stones of Gratitude

Oh, sweet rejection, how you encourage me to keep moving forward.

Friday, November 1, 2013

Mindful Writing Day

waking up to rememberance of jealousy, pangs of embarrassment.
wanting to forgive, the solar plexus recoils and churns.
and then, Handel’s Messiah rings out Halleluja reigning down as salve.
the poison is the medicine.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

A Few Stones Along the Riverbed

Information lies dormant inside this heart.
Reading her words evokes possibility awakening me from inertia.

heart pounds when the mind is unsure;
one word, one gesture, one thought
turns pound to soft.

wind kisses my cheek
this is god.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Things New.....

Coming back now, memory of re-membering.
Fragrance filters in and there seems to be a somatic continuance of experience.
Once lost/now found.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Smallstone #29

pressing the shutter an image appears,
edits take place
the visual pours into mind
through the heart and out the mouth;
Never Could I Have Imagined What You've Given Me.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Smallstone #27 by hand...

by hand:
blend brown and white sugars,
whisk 2 adobe shelled eggs,
turn in creamy peanut butter creating a honey liquid.
fold in dry ingredients;
teaspoon dropped/cross-hatched.
14 minutes of waiting and wafting;
1 minute to eat with ice cold milk.

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Smallstone #26

it began with a dollop of water to the head from a scotch pine;
the earth drank its due
showing her satiation through
every leaf and branch and stone and the air.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Smallstone #24 mind, body and spirit

mind, body and spirit brought back to life with
eucaplytus moving through nasal passages while
spearmint finds its way to the neuropathways.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

#23 soft sienna clayed earth

soft sienna clayed earth yields to footsteps as temperatures rise;
she drinks in melting snow.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Smallstone #22 bright shining smile

bright shining smile
soprano/alto voice
self-awareness beyond your years
articulation/distortion/fast/furious fusion
pouring out your Piscean fingers through your 7-string
into the gloaming;
and that will be that.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Smallstone #21 embracing this moment

embracing this moment;
heart pounding/mind racing/deep breath;
one one thousand, two one thousand,
coming and going,
still here.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Smallstone #20 ginger-ale...

gingerale bubbling down the back of the throat
followed by a shiver of cold that begins at the top of the shoulders,
down the inside of the arms and voila!

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Smallstone #19 pota and pans...

pots and pans all lined up like the ziegfeld follies;
they know how to stay still.

Friday, January 18, 2013

Smallstone #18 there were many...

There were many smallstones offered me today;
the magic of a posse of starlings, twenty or more, navigating the wind and the light poles
and; he asks, "Can you feel that?", after these little patches are attached at one end to my sacrum and the other to some square-boxed circuitry system with diodes. I say, "Whoa", as my flesh starts to ripple. He says, "I've barely just turned it on." I keep realizing just how sensitive I am.
Then, I open up to the first poem from Mary Oliver's latest offering, "A Thousand Mornings"; Mary IS the smallstone.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Smallstone #17 fettuccine pasta...

fettuccine pasta smothered in marinara sauce,
crumbled sweet & spicey sausage,
feta cheese soaked in olive oil,
velvet moon cabernet,
salt to taste,

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Smallstone#16 there's no such thing

there's no such thing as a quiet house;
and then the refrigerator stops whirring
and the dryer shuts off
and the animals are at rest-

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Smallstone #15

textured mauve queen anne recliner
winter sun penetrates cotton, no regard of frigid air
watching the self cherishing;
no judgement, no commentary.

cupping the back of my head with your knowing hand-
I am home

Monday, January 14, 2013

Small stone #14 the cats won't leave...

the cats won't leave each other alone,
Lucy's looking for hand-outs,
savoring the brine stained kalamata -

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Smallstone #13 the light surprise

sun pours in the kitchen window,
cheese grater explodes with light,
small stone becomes my guide.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Friday, January 11, 2013

Small Stone #11mint, camphor, cajaput...

camphor, cassia, cajaput, mint and olive oils are my allies tonight.
the sun sets,
the wind howls,
and the magic unguent sings through the epidermis.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Smallstone #10 sweet spice and rind...

sweet spice and rind of orange
co-mingle with boiling water
several sips taken
tea merges with hot flash,
how timely

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

SmallStone #9 Driving west on 285

driving west on 285, headed towards the setting sun,
wrapped in the power of the Ortiz and Sangre de Christo's;

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Small Stone #8 Posse of starlings...

posse of starlings carried on the breath of wind from aspen to sycamore to juniper;
and the chimes provide the melody.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Small Stone #5 Layers

deoderant, body lotion, underwear, camisole, tights, polartec slacks, turtleneck, wool sweater, down coat, cashmere scarf, muffler, hat, mittens, sunglasses.
open door...

Friday, January 4, 2013

Everything is a Prayer

everything is a prayer;
scrunch, scrunch, scrunch-snow packed walk
chimes compete echos silence
the prayer is answered.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Oh Christmas Tree...

oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree,
how well you served our house and welcomed all with your spice of pine.
one last long deep breath as I prepare you for your new home;
the earth awaits your company.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Don't Loose Yourself

she sang, "don't lose yourself, don't let yourself be lost"
and the boom and rattle of four thousand pounds of steel
shook to the beat of the bass

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

January 1, 2013 smallstone #1

douglas fir accepts a final watering
poinsettia shouts, "look at me!!"
magenta snap dragon sits deeply.