Dawn Breezes

Coffee with cream,

steaming into dawn as

a sweet breeze sifts my hair.

Eyes closed in stillness

I hear the ocean in these rustling, rustling leaves

as if the trees speak in the language of waves.

And I wonder if, instead

it’s the ocean calling with the voices of trees.

As the rising steam moves softly sideways and away

I imagine these trees speaking of the shore

as

the ocean dreams of the forest.

And coffee with cream

shifts the waves

of morning leaves.

 

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One Day

imageSome days you’re only one of many, many stones.

Some days you’re the stick, balancing it all.

One day you’ll find you’re neither one.

You’ll stand up, brush off the sand, and walk away wondering what all that was about.

One day, you become yourself.

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The Trouble with January

I just spent over three weeks feeding the birds. Really.

The various feeders outside my home office window have been swinging empty for way too long.  My desk sits in front of a window that looks onto the flowering cherry in my side yard. The empty feeders hang in its lower branches, framed by the window. I keep meaning to stop at the feed store. Continue reading “The Trouble with January”

Love in this Desert

image“Darkness cannot drive out Darkness;

Only Light can do that.

Hate cannot drive out Hate;

only Love can do that.”

If we can find

Love in Death Valley

surely we can

find Love,

carry Love,

hold tight to Love

and drive out Hate

wherever we walk.

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Photo Credit: Anita Bowen Photography, Death Valley, California

Quote: Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. 1957, sermon

Dappled Light

Photo Credit: Anita Bowen Photography

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Some days, it’s hard to tell what I need more, the shade or the sunshine.

This tree, though, I need this tree.

I need this tree more than this tree needs me

or any of us.

The only ones who needs us, it turns out, are each other.

Sunshine and shade.

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The Slow Road

The Buddhist Temple is just about a mile down the road from my house. About a year ago, I was tickled to be invited to join a Saturday morning meditation group. I was nervous at first that I’d do it wrong, somehow and find myself voted out of the Temple. But, apart from the aches of sitting cross-legged on my aging body, I quite enjoy the peace, appreciate the hour or so, unplugged and unavailable. I’ve been an on and off regular, ever since my first foray into Buddhism–sometimes, life and outside obligations interfere with inner peace.
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Outlook

 

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Photo Credit: Anita Bowen Photography

The problem isn’t the glowering clouds; the problem is one of expectations.

A glorious day at the beach. A day at the beach requires an umbrella for shade, a bucket of sunblock, a towel or two for sunbathing after a swim. A day at the beach is all about sun, sand, and swimming, maybe a little sunburn.

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