…notes about life
I've learned to recognize the signs that mean it's time for me to sleep. When I was a kid, the signal was me running full steam in circles. As a grown up, the signs feel more sinister. Fear about what will happen in the future. Anxiety about what I need to get done. The accompanying… Continue reading Rejoice, Pray, and Give Thanks: fighting anxiety
They grow around the homes of all the land Silent music! Daffodils, roses that stand Like pink sweet girls--music to see The growing of beautiful melody! Flowers are the music of the ground From earth's lips spoken without sound; Flowers are as music, silent, deep Oxlyps, marigolds, music men keep In pots and vases, beds… Continue reading Flower Songs
Bright skies. Crunchy and colorful leaves. Open windows. Happy Fall Day.
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again." - Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
Who works here, on the river, and where does the river take them? Is there someone waiting for them to return? This picture is only a brief pause in someone else's story... but whose?
thoughts and songs 