Rejoices greenly

On one of those gray days, those fog days…

Sea of smile

Behind it all…is the sea of smile.

Back

Back home where the air fills with pine and loam…

Returned

Like the white daisy…

Coffee cup

They say it’s just a coffee cup…

But then we see a bud

We worry about next Tuesday…

Step outside into the real world

Step outside into the real world and leave behind…

Stormy, diamond

On days when my mind is stormy…

The hoodie

My problems today are like that stained blue hoodie…

The light shining red

Instead of Netflix or salt and vinegar chips…

Settle

As the sun sets and the chill rises, I sit still and let the world settle in me.

Noticing is enough

The tiniest tweet, the first yellow flower, the south-west wind…

Inside, outside

Inside I am still, propped by pillows, outside the hemlocks wave in the wind. How to be. Framed.

And one of those things

Deep inside is stillness and love…

Nothing

On some long days…

The courage to stand still

Some days I have the courage to stand still…

Revealed

It’s like the brown bird in the brown leaves…

Small places

Let me find the small places…

Results?

Did I do enough this week?…

Doesn’t matter (that much)

The dry rock is rough and dusty…

Then there’s moss

Then there’s moss…

When I grow down

When I grow down…

Tiny

Have you ever loved something so much you want to cry?

When the dust settles

It’s only when I’m still that the dust
of thought settles and I see again.

With the birds

Today I want to be with the birds and do bird things…

The sun comes out

I hope I never cease to be filled with wonder when after the rain, the sun comes out.

Become transparent

What if we become transparent to the world…

Coming home

Coming home isn’t just to a place…

The loam

Take me home to my place in the land…

A productive day

Today I listened to the lake ice creak…

Like a good animal

Like a good animal I lie down on the damp ground…

The seeds of spring are always

The seeds of spring are always…

What’s next

When I’ve got my eyes on what’s next, I stumble over today.

Big tiny bird

So curious, I reflect one breezy evening…

Now

The setting sun…

Sticks

You’re carring a big pile of sticks…

Water does

Every year around this time, water starts flowing downwards…

When too much is not enough

When we’re wanting more,
when too much is not enough,
we find we’re running hard away from the home where everything already is.

Spring is

Under the snow the ferns grow ready because they know spring is.

Dead seed head

You, dead seed head who survived the winter…

Sink

I like to remember beneath the roiling waves of the stormy ocean…

Soften

After a hard day on hard plastic…

The bird that flies upwards

The day we stop being awestruck
by the tiny bird that flies upwards through the trees, is the day we die a little.

Part

This evening I will close my laptop and go stay with the birds and the trees…

Clover

Amid the ice and mud I find a clover…

Clear as mud

The best and most important things won’t be named and defined…

A cog

I want to be a cog in the world…

Upside down

It is possible we’ve got it upside down and back to front?

One upon a time

Once upon a time I told myself a story in my head…

The bare tree

There’s something to learn from the bare tree in the snowy field.