In a Word
The Clouds Are Magnificent Today
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
It’s Like This
It’s like this: It’s this simple (But being simple isn’t the same as being easy): If I open myself To visions, I will See, though no Knowing what will be seen.
Gingkos After the Storm
Leaves windswept off trees– A magic golden carpet, Harbinger of snow. Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Precious Are the Mornings
Precious are the mornings when the light is soft And the air is gentle–for those who consciously clothe themselves With respect for the intermarriage between Their body and the day–and when the play of shapes and colors In the sky… (READ MORE)
Sculptures Around Town
I love the tree sculptures by Roxy Paine. This one is in the Sculpture Garden on the National Mall. They are exquisitely beautiful and beautifully crafted. In addition to just appreciating their form, though, they make me think of the… (READ MORE)
Approaching Samhain
The space between the spheres thins and the wind creates passageways. The spirits are outraged; how could they be otherwise? Their dance tramples And blows things down, but still cannot help but create beauty. The leaves–green, red, gold, brown from… (READ MORE)
As I Read This Poem
This morning, as I read this poem by Janet Hoffman, which is collected in Plain Living–A Quaker Path to Simplicity by Catherine Whitmire, I thought of friends and family and students and colleagues who are living with loss and illness… (READ MORE)
After a Party in the Playground
Snagged in the trees were Balloons that escaped skywards. Or were they released? Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
A Nice Request Best Honored
Blossom Restaurant, Chelsea