Posts Tagged ‘ affirmations ’

Dreamers dare

Dare I dream that Conversations with Nic is finally out loud and available to read? I do. It is – http://amzn.to/14jUNUs. There’s more to come. Including the book version of The Wild blue. When the voice that is quiet is given sound, the world changes.  My world just changed and this time I’m owning...

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Message to self and others

Writing is an interior act and behavior. Anyone that engages in this activity understands this. You enter a world of your own and begin whatever it is that you or others might call writing.  It is an inside job.  Its such an inside job that it’s strange for me to think of it as...

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Summer Sunday

At first I was wondering if amniotic fluid was like the ocean.  But the day’s journey began thinking about the color salmon; whether it works on the walls of your home or not.  I remembered hearing about a paint called “dead salmon.” Clever name. Cynicism comes to your local paint and hardware store. It...

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the right wave

Everything is Buddha-full in its own way-ay  I can’t help but be silly today  Pronouncements are bounding out of my fingertips before I can censor them.  Maybe it’s the season. Summer is a release from winter pushed by the green green fuse of spring. Sure, that’s a lot like Dylan Thomas.  What is more...

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Teagong or stirring the soup

My qigong practice begins with stirring the soup.  Right away I notice the interior dialogue that I’m having. It isn’t just dialogue. It’s lists and to dooz that I remembered I didn’t do.  It’s imaginary conversations; even comebacks or responses I wish I had made. It is the stuff of talking with others or...

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Passports

Passports  I want to tell you about Louise Bourgeois and the trees shaped by the cold.  The trees are called krummholz.  Their roots look like old sirens, remind me of Louise.  A picture of the krummholz up on the side of my printer also shows their roots.  When I saw a picture of Louise...

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Broken china

I save the China my mother loved. Older women easily recognize the Johnstone rose pattern. I even save the dishes when they break. I remember when my mother got into redecorating our small dining room on Fabian Place in Newark.  She never did anything like this before.  She picked out a showy, striped shade...

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Foggy days of spring

Woke up to a great fog coming up the hill and crossing the boundary onto my property line. Some things know no borders and that’s a good thing. Wish peace and all good things were like that. Waxing sentimental. Would have should have put “sentimental” as a tag on this site and several posts....

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Corkscrewed into being

Corkscrewed into being: Leah supposed that sooner or later people seek their own kind no matter how much they want to be alone.  Being alone is fine for a while.  Right now, she needed something else.  People brought this unknown quality out in her.  It might be something she’d never find peace with but...

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Abundance of wildlife is the norm

Our bones, our stones, our baskets of shells  and every place a place for feathers  because it’s not safe out there anymore.  We know before the storm of flowers  the world was only brown and green,  the gods plentiful as pollen before pollen made the scene.  The artist paints pale animals  in isolated squares...

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