Pick Your Dream to Slip Within

Good morning, the sun is warm to bathe in, the air is cool, the scent of coffee made by a neighbor drifts in the air and the bird calls are so quick, until one bird sings longer, more loudly, and complexly; the coffee aroma drifts near, drifts away, wind in the trees. My eyes are…… Continue reading Pick Your Dream to Slip Within

I Tapped Closed ‘Flowers of a Dream,’ My Heart Within It

This is so beautiful, thank you. It makes me think I might paint some of your skies onto my canvas and with gratitude towards you! I would share this happiness.Last night, I finished collecting all of the poems of Flowers of a Dream by May Ziadeh in English and then I read through them all,…… Continue reading I Tapped Closed ‘Flowers of a Dream,’ My Heart Within It

This Saturday Morning—Welcome, Why Not Step Inside

Last night as I had just sat down to read awhile before bed, in the corner of my eye, I saw the color and sheen of the sky and stood. Such lovely gold in the center surrounded by rose and blue. I think I know who painted that. I thought, the rose is my favorite…… Continue reading This Saturday Morning—Welcome, Why Not Step Inside

Letting In The Glow And Then The Moon Too

A WordPress Welcome Since I sailed away from Blogger Thursday night having safely gotten myself on solid ground as that ship was going down, I’d imported my posts to WordPress and left these words: ‘Be well, Blogger and farewell! I will remember our eleven years.’ And I have made a few changes to this blog…… Continue reading Letting In The Glow And Then The Moon Too

My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon

I stepped inside the bedroom with my glossy blue paper box designed with silhouettes of some elegant people and around them an ornate golden border. Inside the box, I store the only two surviving handwritten journals of mine, one from a few years gone that was very hard to read but is fine to be…… Continue reading My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon