Tag: meditation

Last Night’s Dream of Thay

Yesterday night, I found out my favorite meditation teacher, Thich “Thay” Nhat Hanh who was also an author and poet, had just passed away at age 95. I’d first found him 14 years ago and soon after I wished for a copy of his book Peace is Every Step, and read it fully. Last night…… Continue reading Last Night’s Dream of Thay

Singing with the Morning Sun

https://youtu.be/yTr0Y7Zz2lE A clip from this morning when I was singing “The Sway,” the singer-songwriter, Joan Shelley’s song, along with her recording…to Peeko as the morning began and he fell asleep so sweetly… * In loving memory: I just found out my favorite meditation teacher, Thich “Thay” Nhat Hanh passed away tonight at age 95😢, and…… Continue reading Singing with the Morning Sun

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

May Days 😉

Last night was a struggle; I said good night to Jesus, told May I’d like to sing for her as soon as I am able…This morning, the sky. My gaze was looking downward awhile, drinking a cup of tea, then singing, suddenly looked up: I sent the sky so many kisses; I didn’t count them…😊😘😘😊…… Continue reading May Days 😉

Morningtime, Considering Love Made Seen

at sunrise …Let them enjoy my smile, warm with the warmth you’d set within my heart…My willful efforts, my winding uncertainties, and my own voice are really indulging in this silence now: this silence filled with more understanding than space, but the best of them both. —Jade Nicole * May Ziadeh had written… …O my…… Continue reading Morningtime, Considering Love Made Seen

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…

Hear Edna St. Vincent Millay Read Her Own Poetry

Edna St. Vincent Millay in her private library upstairs at Steepletop, c. 1935 I didn’t even realize I could do that, until now! It was so incredible to suddenly hear Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her words aloud, a poet I’ve read and written of often, and I don’t even remember how I got to…… Continue reading Hear Edna St. Vincent Millay Read Her Own Poetry

A Note for Any Time

This post was originally supposed to be an apology to the world living or dead…it still appears for me and should be that. Please forgive me. I look now toward lighter, tangible things… the whirring fan, the softness of clothing, flowers dressed as themselves with elegance upon a plate on the bookshelf, so many beautiful…… Continue reading A Note for Any Time

This Ring

While writing poems for my third book, I’ve found it refreshing to look through traditional forms to try to write and include them along with my free verse poems. The first of those forms I tried to write for this book is a ghazal and it’s fit well with that form originating in the Middle…… Continue reading This Ring

The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered

This is the Ziade Palace where poet and author May Ziadeh lived (b. Feb 1886, d. Oct. 1941) in Lebanon. The green gate lead up to the upper floor of the palace and it was said May had lived on the first floor with the traditional balcony. These recent photos were kindly taken by writer…… Continue reading The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered

Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News :)

I came back home late afternoon yesterday (Mon.) Peeko this morning, after requesting his read earlier than usual, heard a favorite poem he likes to replay, “The Bean-Stalk” by Edna St. Vincent Millay. He sat like a hen as he listened to it, this photo above snapped just as he reclined relaxed afterwards, and I…… Continue reading Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News 🙂

Reading on My Kindle Beneath Age Old Pines in the Late Afternoon Sun Near Home

I read on my Kindle amidst little scampering sounds…first, of a deer running away into the forest beyond the fence when I arrived on the other side of it; I said quietly, “Would you like to hear a poem?” (waiting)…”I have no weapons.” …And in that forest, too, beyond the fence, as I began to…… Continue reading Reading on My Kindle Beneath Age Old Pines in the Late Afternoon Sun Near Home

After Poetry, A Portrait

Left to right: Ann (my mom’s bestie), My mom, and me in Massachusetts Conversations of coconut oil, free library cabinets, yoga, French breaded desserts, Italian restaurants and friendly waiters, a great aunt’s tea cups coming out of storage for display, and types of meditation. * Earlier: Finding Things You Already Had, With A Runaway Sonnet:…… Continue reading After Poetry, A Portrait

Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

October 15, ’21 …And apparently this post appeared in the night and then had fallen right off the blog by the morning… … Tuesday afternoon. Memorable it was to breathe into the sweet center of that flower on my way to continue the rest of my walk today… Maybe I will learn what kind of…… Continue reading Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

A Flower I Would Have Dreamed

I didn’t even have to steal this flower; I found it fallen upon my path yesterday morning after I’d written my first post of the new series. I noticed its color when I saw it so lively upon the asphalt concrete: warm rose blended with violet and amethyst, my most desired color pink for a…… Continue reading A Flower I Would Have Dreamed

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 Moon and Surprise Live Violin Music

The moon beside the window before it moved on or a cloud moved in for the darkness that brings deep, satisfying rest. I was so surprised to hear another live electric violinist, this time by the supermarket where I’d never seen any performers, and I really loved this song I videoed, complimented the playing and…… Continue reading The Moon and Surprise Live Violin Music