Tag: angels

My Vacation with a Book, a Cup, and Plum Village

I am on vacation at home. After cleaning and vacuuming and hanging up the new laundry out of the dryer, I continued mindfulness practices on the Plum Village app this afternoon, a community I’d found years ago whose meditations and teachings I’ve found so clear and beautifully expressed and a very enjoyable app. Some of…… Continue reading My Vacation with a Book, a Cup, and Plum Village

An Accidental Scene and A Time of Reading

And this is why there are bookends, and more to come; this scene’s all accidental. I’d just looked through that charming row of books (…I have more bookends on the way!), including Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, after I’d just chosen my next book to read, which was Memories: A Story of German Love (1874) by…… Continue reading An Accidental Scene and A Time of Reading

It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…

new kitchen towels 🙂☺️ The Year Begins with a Scare Excited to suddenly find recordings on YouTube of Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her poetry aloud herself, I decided to play the one on the blog for my cat Peeko one night since she’s been his favorite poet out of ones he’s heard, and like…… Continue reading It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…

I Adore…

https://youtu.be/YBLsMqUUEyY?autoplay=0&rel=0 Me reading poetry from the book, Hidden Music by Rumi, my own words about the book to follow in this post Jasmine and Jewels ~ recent painting of mine (2021) Dahlia, ‘Fascination’ my favorite flower whose name I just learned. An app identified it and that was first my guess😍Student of Nature I am…🌿…… Continue reading I Adore…

Angels

I painted her dress all new 😊 * My “Dream Flowers” for May Ziadeh, author of Fleurs de Reve * Hidden Music 📕A Christmas Carol 📗 evening… 🧧💕🙏😊🌲 Previously: Hidden Music Three Rumis in a Row Blushing Mornings, Angels, A 246th Yr Birthday Woman, and More

Blushing Mornings, Angels, A 246th Yr Birthday Woman, and More

Tuesday and Wednesday mornings…back to back blush. Did you guess right? Would I choose a new book or one to reread? I chose Northanger Abbey, a novel to reread from many years ago, and I don’t remember the story, but it is delightful, and I’ll read more of it today. Jane Austen completed it in…… Continue reading Blushing Mornings, Angels, A 246th Yr Birthday Woman, and More

Such a Serenade

Fri., Dec. 10 ’21: featured post as Jupiter, Saturn, Venus, and the Moon all align this evening; I added a little to the end as well. * Dec. 5 ’21 …Sitting in the lamplit little library corner in the night; this sweet red chair for someone small like me from the past and how the…… Continue reading Such a Serenade

My Sorrow

photo sun. nov. 28, am more words from nov. 25th… Keep singing, Cara, start up a little warmth in me; it’s warm how I’d like it in the room already. I wait to drink my golden flowers, as the sunrise lights up my tears— I keep them out of my cup; I wish it would…… Continue reading My Sorrow

Pride and Prejudice… Pages Still Setting Free in my Hands

…Checks calendar for today’s date…✔️😅 Time ?🕰☀️⏳…Considers guest: Nah😉 In bedroom library corner, plenty of sky to see through these clean windows by me worthy of highest praise, tea cup from which I’ve just drank, just now empty, now too, pins in place the front pages that may come undone in my hands unexpectedly, ones…… Continue reading Pride and Prejudice… Pages Still Setting Free in my Hands

“Sign Language” Remix!

Peeko’s new favorite song release…for his own bowl bed of choice seated performance https://youtu.be/EbKJw25tVCE ((& if you wonder what the blog’s about…)) We got poets, cups, windows, glasses, tea pots, lamps, moons, sky-watchings. Sonnets, plums, darkness, soups, low profile chairs, highly affectionate heavenly ghosts. Flower surprise growing up in the dirt, chocolate dark as earth,…… Continue reading “Sign Language” Remix!

Your Sunday Picture Book

Mid-morning after we woke, Peeko was napping contentedly on the bed at sunrise. Here he was lounging just across from my living room chair facing where I would sit a few moments before I did (and where he doesn’t usually sit) and I knelt to take this photo of him at eye level before I…… Continue reading Your Sunday Picture Book

A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

Featured again today on the blog with affection💕🙏… for May Sunday, Oct. 17, 2021 after her first poetry book, Dream Flowers May Ziadeh writes: “I hope that after my death someone will do justice to me and extract from my small writings the truthfulness and sincerity it contains!!” b. Feb. 11, 1886 – d. Oct.…… Continue reading A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

What The Critics Said and What That Might Mean To You: Rumi

Ah, refreshment, and fixings. 😊And then comes a pause for reflection… It’s a Libra moon currently 🌒and so I will start with the section I wrote about Rumi, and who was also chronologically the first poet discovered by me of these. From medieval Persia born in the 13th century, September 30, 1207, and best-selling poet…… Continue reading What The Critics Said and What That Might Mean To You: Rumi

What A Day Could Do, How Fun It Was…Continued

I don’t feel so great, so I listen to my Party playlist on shuffle, without the party or the dancing, just an everyday stroll kind of walk. I use natural New York variable speed walking moves to avoid all people for consideration even though I pass none, and find an open field…where my back begins…… Continue reading What A Day Could Do, How Fun It Was…Continued

The Queen’s Full Moon…From a Fairy of the East Coast to Bring Some Fun When a Storm’s A’Coming

Morning note included Science Experiment Conclusion: My hypothesis was wrong; it actually is harder to hold a strength pose while someone’s yelling obscene insults, even if it’s just Nicki Minaj artistically in a song. (Glad for the wall 😊)But I can still practice seated poses and relaxation in the meanwhile, ‘tho other songs of hers…… Continue reading The Queen’s Full Moon…From a Fairy of the East Coast to Bring Some Fun When a Storm’s A’Coming

Looking Up into Heaven, Not Leaving Yourself Behind

an artwork I’d come across last year * Tea with God and many and you. 🙂 🎶 A song for today’s Catholic Feast Day: The Assumption of Mary into Heaven, with elaborate layers of prayerful lyrics, harmony, dynamics, and meditative, acoustic instrumentation. I find myself moved too, calmly and as if in a time, lifting…… Continue reading Looking Up into Heaven, Not Leaving Yourself Behind

Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

I didn’t know if I’d truly stay off the blog for the moment of rest I’d wanted for the readers, but after I’d mentioned it I thought, I will keep that declared rest. Mid-morning yesterday, I felt my fingers wanting to type up some fast blog post but I let them rest for the time.…… Continue reading Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

Tiny Sure Buds and Snow-flowers, Small But Meaningful Changes

late afternoon yesterday This Sunday, I’ll be attending as a guest and also reading a poem of my own for the first time online at an art and poetry event. I had done maybe a few Open Mics at Brooklyn College when I was a student there and at the time I preferred much more…… Continue reading Tiny Sure Buds and Snow-flowers, Small But Meaningful Changes

Blush and Plenty of It

The sky was azure blue when I woke and I said good morning. I sometimes practice saying ‘May’, with emphasis on the y accent for fun as I can spell a word now in a new language, her name: مي. She painted the sky just then with plenty of blush (I know in heaven a…… Continue reading Blush and Plenty of It