In honor of Mother’s Day and Earth Day, I have asked 2 friends for their input on how we can love, honor and respect Mother Earth. I could not have said it better myself. Let’s start off with an amazingly beautiful poem. Changed By Life by James Kelderhouse. Trees, creeks, gardens, lakes, and bluffs,
I’m covered in Labrador love. I, under the comforter, my dog lies above. Stretched out on the bed, over my feet he lays his big, soft Labrador head. I’m covered in Labrador love.
An ode to you, asparagus, A friend suggested that I write – though Moon Dog doesn’t sell you, Deerings Market might. Of course you’re not as famous as that morel mushroom guy – which people hunt like diamonds underneath the cool spring sky. But this artist guy my sister knew, living in a
The lotus flower in my pond sends it’s roots down deep and from the silent darkness come up blossoms ever sweet.
When I die, I want to be a whirlwind of snow, if just for a moment, at my passing, gently twirling in the first snowfall of the season. A whirling, twirling energy of love and joy (for how else could I express what is deep inside and what we become fully in spirit?) I would
Having completed a few Fall chores I took a moment to sit Under the beautiful Blue sky Listening to the birds Singing Watching the leaves Of yellow and crimson Falling Feeling the sun’s Healing rays Warming Smelling the wet soil’s Rich compost Decaying Waiting for the first snow Flakes
“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” (The best lesson my parents ever taught me.) Sitting in the comfort of our living room, bellies full from supper and dogs napping close by I turned to my husband and asked, “If China invaded the USA because we have WMD’s , torture
Did we really think that war can be quick and painless or smart bombs bloodless and wise? (Wiser than those who sent them?) That soldiers and mercenaries caught up in hate would be loving or compassion would outweigh self righteousness and greed? Do you ever cry on a rainy day mourning as a mother whose
What if we really knew that life is not about easy answers but how we live with the questions? That happiness is not the goal rather our ability to accept with compassion and equanimity all of our feelings? That the business of selling is not about how much we can scam from another but how