Tag: memoir

Storybooks Come To Life

library garden, from this past autumn If you have found people standoffish this weekend, well here’s a cat with some sugar cane who really doesn’t care. And he will probably assess your fashion…and haircut. https://videopress.com/v/DhVywMAp?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata The sound was more likely a neighbor’s dog or two barking that stopped in time for the video, but here…… Continue reading Storybooks Come To Life

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

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 😉

Last Night’s Dream I Had About Yoga

I had a dream about yoga last night, but I don’t remember the dream, just the subject. It’s been a yoga night: I replace my unremembered dream with another photo I took of yoga tonight. What did I do today? Watch me actually answer that: I completed a sonnet that was thought to be complete,…… Continue reading Last Night’s Dream I Had About Yoga

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…

Carnations The Wind Carries

My latest painting’s complete! A vague idea months ago came to mind as I was painting…of a great wind bringing something beautiful and delicate along with it. I’d started this anew recently and painted in the main subject, along with the long, fanlike green strands of grass I’d drawn in a recent sketch, as I…… Continue reading Carnations The Wind Carries

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…

Midnight Christmas Eve, A True Tale of Poetry

light from one candle lights another, how Love makes you happier, has you love more…~Jade “Yes, I am a lady of incendiary destiny,” writes May Ziadeh in her own words in a letter of her lifetime.One day I said quietly in reply in my living room, ”I like you fiery, May; I like you as…… Continue reading Midnight Christmas Eve, A True Tale of Poetry

Merry Christmas!

Peeko knew he was having his Christmas portrait taken and winked both times for the picture…and also covered up the Christmas wreath behind him twice as he wanted just himself front and center on the greeting! Peeko knows he’s an exceptionally fluffy, fine cat who is well-versed in literature and antique poetry and also enjoys…… Continue reading Merry Christmas!

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

Three Rumis in a Row

When I go to a bookstore, like Barnes and Noble, or the library, I may check on some of my favorite poets: I found two books by the Persian author Rumi, b. Sept. 30, 1207, d. Dec. 17, 1273, who I have come to find nurturing and protective feelings towards as a (younger) brother of…… Continue reading Three Rumis in a Row

A Day of Art Pleasantries

Dec. 16, ’21 pm I worked on the painting I had begun a sketch for at the library. The main subject I was very excited about I somehow didn’t get in that actual composition with little room left on the canvas and the finished painting when dry was a very disappointing sight. I was not…… Continue reading A Day of Art Pleasantries

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

The Wind and the Raindrops

It is storming outside and warm and tranquil in my new library corner, a perfect place for a fairy woman to sit and try to learn how to like the sound of the wind, which popular opinion seems to enjoy more naturally…….❓😊☺️🙏 There are enough books on the shelves and space for more; I am…… Continue reading The Wind and the Raindrops

Little Stories from My Week: Black Book Untold, Your New Project Manager, & A Dream Unremembered…

Black Book Untold You might’ve seen a solid black book appear in some photos in a post. That book was not intentionally kept secret, but I completed the book and here’s a quick review with plenty of suspense for anyone who may want to read a new novel or even hear about one I just…… Continue reading Little Stories from My Week: Black Book Untold, Your New Project Manager, & A Dream Unremembered…