Deep time
Sometimes I fret about yesterdayor worry about tomorrow.Then I noticethe granite cliffbehind my house.
Read MoreAbundance
Never feel sadabout a wilting flower.Every petalcontains the ideaof another bloom.
Read MoreThe starflower
The starflower blooms in the forest.You might walk on by—but if you do,you’ll never know love is everywhere,even in the darkest of places.
Read MoreCoreopsis
When the coreopsis is thirsty it wilts.When the rain comes, it thrives.This is the most sane thing I’ve seen all week.
Read MoreToday
SometimesI thinkjoyis in themomentswe forgetwe havea tomorrow.
Read MoreA good mosquito day
I know it’s a good daywhen the air is stilland I allow a mosquitoto whine by my earand I say—it’s OK,you need to eat,even if you’re diningon my blood. I want more of those days.
Read MoreAngels
Dandelion seedslike angelsin the sun. We might notalways see itbut the truth isevery seedand every leafpossesses thisheavenly glow.
Read MoreNegative space
We’re told to ignore the emptypart, to step away from the voidand mind the gap. So instead webusy our heads with the full partand are glad our lives are complete.But what if the empty part isthe important part and the fullpart is merely a distractionfrom what is truly real?
Read MoreThe thing about spring flowers
The thing about spring flowersafter a winter turned insideis they capture youso, for a second,you lose your selfand find the world anew.
Read MoreMay I
May I listen to the world,may I have patience in the world,may I trust in the world,may I relax into the truth of stillness.
Read MoreThe inevitable joy of doing what comes naturally
The stream is giggling over the rocksas it falls to the lake. What does water,so light-hearted, understand that we do not?
Read MoreOn windy days
On windy days, if we standand listen, we hear the treestalk with the breeze. It’s likethey were waiting for natureto ask them what they know.
Read MoreLove’s face
Love shows its face when you least expect.Such as when you find a beetle on its back,legs striving to reach the home of soil,and you gently nudge it right-side up.No chocolates, no flowers. Just striving in the dirtand knowing what being is.
Read MoreHumility
What ifwe saw the worldthrough the eyes of the world,if we saw what’s best for the worldis best for us,if we allowed ourselvesto be smaller, to be nobody,to be a walk-on partin the world’s lovely play?
Read MoreStatue
When I dieI hope they makea statue of meso I can wait in stillnessand see all the thingsI never sawbecause I was too wrapped upin my own self-ness.
Read MoreConsume
Down deep in the dirt,the soil browning my palmsand filling my nails. I might decide to eat lunchwithout washing my handsso as to consume the universe.
Read MoreMore and more
Will I love this worldmore and more?More mud, more stone,more tree, more flower?Will my love flourishas the world growsstrong and beautiful?
Read MoreCanopy
I lie downon the grassand look up. The pine andthe mapleknit the world whole.
Read MoreOn the sidewalk
He stood stillfor a minuteto let the world in. The rebel.
Read MoreAmid
When the rain stops and the sunshines I step outside and countthe sprouting seeds amid therotting leaves—and fall in love.
Read MoreAll
All I want is what I got. The warm smellof yesterday’s grassThe birds singing.A fly. All I got is what I want.
Read MoreThe spruce
Last year something, perhapsa deer or a beaver, cut a ringin the bark of the spruceand now the tree is dead. Its once-green needles glowbronze in the evening sun. I will probably cut it down—I’m not ready to seesuch beauty in death.
Read MoreFirst
There is no musicmore pure, no melodymore delightful thanthe first song of the wrenthat returns hometo the forest on thisnew day of spring.
Read MoreCan we?
Can we consider it an honourwhen the phoebe choosesto build a nest under our deck?Can we be a place of safetyand of love? Can we live togetherin this land called home,under the same April sun? Can we be good?
Read MoreKnowledge
We start by lovingthe world around usuntil we thinkwe know better.
Read MoreAnimated
Often it’s enough to watchthe wind-waved boughsand see life in every cell.
Read MoreThis old house
In this old housethe floors slope gentlytowards the middlebecause it knowsa true home is foundin the deep inside.
Read MoreLife lessons
The thing about growing upis one day you realizeyou knew everything importantwhen you were five.
Read MoreAttitude
In these times when I wantto fix the world of our uncertainty,I look down and notice the seedwhich sprouts and joyfully says:I cannot believe my luck!
Read MorePale green lichen
Fell onto the snow a piece ofpale green lichen, nature’s proofone thing needs another. I took it home to remind meI’m never truly alone.
Read MoreBlade of grass
When fear swells inside,look down and seespring’s first blade of grass,defiantly, lovingly green.
Read MoreForgetting, remembering
How easily I forgetyou are everythingand everything is youand all is well.
Read MoreBig love
Wait long enough,watch hard enough,lose your self,find another self—in the wholeloveness of it all.
Read MorePod
Three black seeds in an open pod.Waiting for water and warmthand luck.
Read MoreHome and family
One day we will extendour family beyond theThanksgiving table andour home beyond ourlocked front door.Until then, we fight alonein this brutal, beautiful world.
Read MoreHeld
What if everything is heldin the silent spruceand the wren that arrivesfrom the east?
Read MoreThe sparrow will sing
Soon it will be summerand the sparrow will sing.It knows, however, the gapbetween the notesis where the music is born.
Read MoreMorning story
On this sleepy morning of nothingnesswhen I count every needle on the hemlock tree,a woodpecker lands in its alivenessand I wake up.
Read MoreHis ancient song
On this still morningthe chickadee calls home,his ancient songas usual as the sunrise.
Read MoreQuestions of wonder
Let me grow down againand allow the simplequestions of wonderto fill my open heart.
Read MorePearls
Dark clouds, heavy rain,pearls on every tree.
Read MoreMirrors
What, asked Bird, if we are simply mirrorsreflecting the wholeness of the world?
Read MoreBlind to paradise
How easy it is to lowerour minds and fail to noticethe sun through the trees. Blind to paradise, we seekit in places away from hereand far from now. And so we wonderwhy happiness slipsthrough our grasping hands. Then one day we wake upand laugh at how readilywe missed what’s here.
Read MoreMoon
I like to step outinto the dark of nightwhere only the moonis watching.
Read MoreIt just works
One day you’ll learn, said Bird,the world works perfectly just as it is.All you need do is play your part.
Read MorePlum
I will plant a plum treeby the dusty gravel patchand hope one dayto bake a delicious pieof gratitude.
Read MoreCan never reach
It takes stillness and trustto remember our greatesttruth is buried deep inside uswhere the noise of the worldcan never reach.
Read MoreSeeds
The seeds I sowedin little black potsunder chicken wireneed ice and snowto germinatewhich is why I trustspring will cometo every one of useven when it seemsour winter will never end.
Read MoreCircle of life
Don’t be afraid of the wolvesthat howl over the lakefor they eat the deerthat eat your Hostas.
Read MoreThe dead are smiling
There’s a cemetery in Pariswhere they don’t cut the grass,vines twist free and flowerssway over mossy stones.I like to think the dead are smilingwith so much life around them.
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