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jeweled damsels

jeweled damsels

Sometimes when we think about a goal, we think it will make us feel better to reach that goal…often leading us to hold on for dear life and become fearful if something takes us off our path toward that goal. While I was painting this piece I learned that you can have a vision, a … Continue reading

Trust  in the gift.

Trust in the gift.

I’ve been reading the book The Great Work of Your Life by Stephen Cope.  I’m only in the first section…but early on he discusses dharma…he says dharma is “the subtle interior blueprint of the soul.”  What a magical thought! He goes on to discuss: How do we know what that blueprint is? The first step … Continue reading

Room with a View

Room with a View

The sky was the ocean The view a harbor The clouds ships of all shapes And sizes sailing by Some big enough to lay shadow across the room Some small The pasture of lush green rippled as the wind Rolled over it and pushed the white fluffy sails The oaks sparse, waved lovingly to the passers by While the … Continue reading

The Susquehanna In-Between

The Susquehanna In-Between

A heavy sky on the river today Yet she does not know it As usual her beauty doesn’t hold back She guides the fallen leaves Dropping them in perfect places Where their nutrients will help Bring us the next spring Her rusty plants soon to be trampled by the coming storm A playhouse for this … Continue reading

Shades of Harvest

Shades of Harvest

pastels span the horizon at blurred angles shades of the harvest season have arrived as the cool air beckons the sun to bed early soft pink, misty blues blend into dulling greens rusty yellows sprinkle the fallow fields change is upon us

Patience Persists

Patience Persists

sitting beneath your spores of potential conspire greatly patience persists waiting not needing to know for nature knows when to nurture perfect degree perfect dampness perfect earth perfect time is here you sprout with speed you grow into the home that’s been waiting all along

Note to a Sycamore

Note to a Sycamore

Weathered at the base your raw bark maps terrain for the creatures so miniscule, so small in compare your core is so mighty it seems your branches are too they compete for your girth and slither out with force toward the flowing water toward the sun toward the gaps in the earth your shed bark … Continue reading

The Locals

The Locals

Remnants of thunder perky forked tails black and white flutters visit the trees a soft breeze and misty clouds a fortune for me pink flowers on stilts form an unfinished globe home for endless forms yellow and black fliers with bold and gentle wings small alien eyes concentrate focus intensely on the prize diversity calls in … Continue reading

I Looked Up

I Looked Up

my feet slipped over the river worn, round stones too focused on the small mountains my body was tense until I looked up to my right a fluorescent yellow flutter in a tucked away pool cleaning himself in the wake of the sun to my front pebble look-a-likes with legs fluttered franticly as if I … Continue reading