spirituality – Blush of Dawn

Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

The morning sky today easily put some blush upon my face too. 😊🙏 Windows I’d just cleaned yesterday on both sides, including the glass door, and yes, my plants are looking more alive again, was excited to wake up today and see what the view would be through such clear glass… And there was another…… Continue reading Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The literary salon begins with some blush… Yesterday afternoon, ‘Rumi’ black tea in a glass with a splash of almond milk. Autumn begins tomorrow…🍂😊 I send you my morning wishes and return to the salon with a cup of green tea and glimpsing the sky between sips as its colors lighten and merge… * Today…… Continue reading A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

A Blush for the Dawn to Match A Poem Later On

A blush in the sky through the pines… my poem comes to mind…I let this dawn blush and the feeling of my poem without reading it now, touch my face softly as if with delicate fingers… the paper’s folded ‘til later on…The moon’s in Pisces now and I smile because this time, even if almost,…… Continue reading A Blush for the Dawn to Match A Poem Later On

The Literary Salon Goes On

A snapshot from Tuesday I said to Peeko, ”Make your literary salon face!” (snaps photo).The Tuesday literary salon is still May Ziadeh’s, not my own, that she hosted in Cairo and had to stop hosting unfairly in 1930, due to the law then with her parents dying and being an unmarried woman, but now it’s…… Continue reading The Literary Salon Goes On

Because Semi-Colons Don’t Have To Be Archaic or Useless

My smile may benefit you more than my quick retelling with repetitions of points of how it appeared there…and that is why I love writing and painting; same idea of direct enjoyment, more complex, yet give the rewards of simplicity and clarity… I will paint tomorrow. 🎨Do I have a smile now? No. But all…… Continue reading Because Semi-Colons Don’t Have To Be Archaic or Useless

Poem: A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At All

I wrote this poem last night, Tuesday and finished it this morning. I hadn’t picked a traditional form to try to write in, but some end line repetitions and couplets with some internal rhyme reminded me of a ghazal poem. A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At…… Continue reading Poem: A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At All

What If?

I am in darkness trying to see the moon… I look up and it’s there, get my camera ready as it’s glimmering as a gold slice, and then behind a cloud it goes with perfect off-timing for me, so that I sit here (Am I sitting? Not really) with no photo. * Britney Spears, whose…… Continue reading What If?

For A Poet Born A Hundred Years Before My Birthday

2021 Dear May, Reading your poem, I felt your joy touch me. Wondering about who you were, I felt my own joy breezing toward me. Wishing to love you well, my joy returned. Loving me so concretely—your joy completes me. I find you so well and happy, so much a part of heaven, and you…… Continue reading For A Poet Born A Hundred Years Before My Birthday

Letters of Earthly Life Past

1920 May Ziadeh to Kahlil Gibran Mai wrote to Jabran a letter of gentle admonition: When I was sitting to write, I used to forget who you are and where you are, and I often forget that there is a man to talk to as you, so I often talk to you as I speak…… Continue reading Letters of Earthly Life Past

My Blog Show

I just decided to turn my camera on and filmed this video, 30 minutes. 😊🎤💗☀️ My 1st Blog Show: Fri., 9/10/21 “Home, Hair, Intuition, and Art” Blush of Dawn https://youtu.be/yfej8DOXIi8 Link: https://youtu.be/yfej8DOXIi8 Note: It is actually ‘pure coconut oil’ in a cream form. You can leave it on your head for hours or overnight and…… Continue reading My Blog Show

September Eighth, Safekeepings

Tues., Sept. 7 ‘21 My calendar showed me it was time to open the book with the snow-flowers and the rose, as I’d learned that flowers preserve more easily if the book that holds them is kept closed ‘til it’s time. The snow-flowers were like a mysterious gift taken off the stems at their fullness…… Continue reading September Eighth, Safekeepings

The Little Pieces of Wisdom I Treasure Which May Be Made of Tissue Paper

Why would I need great wealth when the library is so much fun? Let me have a few clothes hangers to detangle after a just neatened closet wardrobe. Let me find the empty clothes hangers taking up extra room one by one, and then set them apart one by one, and close the door…go out…… Continue reading The Little Pieces of Wisdom I Treasure Which May Be Made of Tissue Paper

A Peek into My Day Without A Key or Surveillance Camera

Last chance library trip, success! I had the quick idea to go to the library for some poetry and novels to take off the shelf that hour Friday afternoon, and as I got to the library I saw a sign on the door that they’d be closed on the weekend and Monday for Labor Day,…… Continue reading A Peek into My Day Without A Key or Surveillance Camera

The Lost Girl

Good afternoon, I didn’t know if I would really go away. 😊But I did. And I am back now to tell you about a novel I’ve completed that I’d mentioned before I left, The Lost Girl by D.H. Lawrence, and I won’t spoil plot or suspense for readers. I’d just recently found the novel in…… Continue reading The Lost Girl

A Little Joy To Share and What’s Made Me Smile

The blush of dawn has been put back into the blog as you’d maybe seen. And the moon had been in many posts and is in the dawn now too as you can see, also yesterday, other side of sky. * I found that my cat Peeko’s dry food wasn’t right that I’d been getting…… Continue reading A Little Joy To Share and What’s Made Me Smile

After Pistachio, A Silent Film

I now present you with my silent film, in the moment written, directed & starred by me—‘After Pistachio.’ And you can mute it if you wish for extra peacefulness. 😊 https://videopress.com/v/Qj42S561?resizeToParent=true&preloadContent=metadata 🙏😊💗

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

Introducing My Mom, Joanie Rose

These are photos of her from these recent months. You might have met my mom first in my poetry—No, she wasn’t the mom in ‘A Daughter Says’ in Moonflower (2018), that poem’s situation was fictional, but she was very featured in ‘Renaissance’, the opening poem in my latest poetry book, published this Mar. 2021 A…… Continue reading Introducing My Mom, Joanie Rose

A Capricorn Moon upon Gibran

Yesterday’s middle post, ‘Clouds and a Light Drizzle…’ linked at the end, has now been fixed to show featured image. I don’t think Gibran has had an actual moon on the blog, and unplanned by me the Lebanese Pitas were requested again, and I cooked the dinner again falling on the Capricorn moon of Gibran’s…… Continue reading A Capricorn Moon upon Gibran

Clouds and a Light Drizzle, Some Small Finds Upon the Grass

I found this so lone and bright upon the grass as I was out for an afternoon walk listening to music and light raindrops landing on my hair, the branch in my hand blowing softly in the wind. It was a strange thing to be able to just pick up something off the ground so…… Continue reading Clouds and a Light Drizzle, Some Small Finds Upon the Grass