Friday, January 30, 2015


The six-year-old boy
does not know
the question,

but in blue pen
on a paper scrap
he writes,

It is Love.

~ Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Thursday, January 29, 2015


Walk in the rain,
smell flowers,
stop along the way,
build sandcastles,
go on field trips,
find out how things work,
tell stories,
say the magic words,
trust the universe.

~ Bruce Williamson

Wednesday, January 28, 2015


Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath
Grows large and free in air, don't call it death --
A word to enrich the undertaker and inspire
His surly art of imitating life; conspire
Against him. Say that my body cannot now
Be improved upon; it has no fault to show
To the sly cosmetician. Say that my flesh
Has a perfect compliance with the grass
Truer than any it could have striven for.
You will recognize the earth in me, as before
I wished to know it in myself: my earth
That has been my care and faithful charge from birth,
And toward which all my sorrows were surely bound,
And all my hopes. Say that I have found
A good solution, and am on my way
To the roots. And say I have left my native clay
At last, to be a traveler; that too will be so.
Traveler to where? Say you don't know.

~ Wendell Berry

Tuesday, January 27, 2015


How strange that the nature of life is change, 
yet the nature of human beings is to resist change.
And how ironic that the difficult times we fear might ruin us,
are the very ones that can break us open and 
help us blossom into who we were meant to be.

~ Elizabeth Lesser

Monday, January 26, 2015

You Are That

Throw off the bonds of your conditioning and fear and celebrate the wonder of being here. Experience this moment as it is, connected by breath and essence to the whole. You couldn't be separate if you tried.

Live this day as if the earth exhales blessings in your direction, as if trees speak their deepest secrets in your ear, as if bird songs can lift you outside your ordinary state of ind and bring you into truth.

Be the creative juice flowing through the universe. Be compassion in action and wholeness in motion. Be silence and stillness, the ocean of love so palpable that not one cell of you disputes the truth that you are that.

~ Danna Faulds

Friday, January 23, 2015


With life as short as a half taken breath,
don’t plant anything but love.

~ Rumi

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Very Small Hands

You have made me endless,
Such is your pleasure.
This frail vessel you empty again and again,
And fill it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed you have carried
Over hills and dales and
Have breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of your hands,
My little heart loses its limits in joy
And gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Your infinite gifts come to me
Only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still you pour,
And still there is room to fill.

~ Rabindranath Tagore