inSpirations and inSights on my pebbled garden path…
Oh, I am very weary, though tears no longer flow; my eyes are tired of weeping, my heart is sick of woe. --- Anne Bronte I am in a strange place. My highly sensitive (HSP) clouded brain lags behind the swift and monumental changes swirling around me. Three years of processing continual loss --- of …
The wisdom of sages throughout history still applies today...
Nature Teacher posts are what Nature teaches us about life...
Nature Teacher posts are what nature teaches about life. This one, in a poem format, explains how forgiveness is delineated through the weather.
"You spend the first half of your life acquiring and the second half discarding." Loading the pick-up truck with things too good to discard, I recalled traveling this multifarious path before. Most of my life actually. From Mom setting up our apartment after my parents divorce, to my returning home from college...to storing relics in …
Boxes of newspaper wrapped dishes, and shielded glass in picture frames reminds me I've resided here for half my life. More frequent moving in more youthful days not needed or necessarily desired --- right now. Unless I could turn my back and be there immediately without sorting through stuff. Taking only recollections with …
Plants wither and die in time as we experience it. Everlasting physical beauty is contrary if not impossible or simply a matter of perception. Why tamper with the natural timing of life? Shriveled leaves talk of acceptance. They do not worry. Crinkles speak of wisdom. It is humans who do not understand and self-inflict suffering, …
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It's snowing now. Trees sway in bellowing winds. Hazardous forecasts have appeared for days, maybe even a week, I'm not sure. I try to tune most of it out. Heck, I just returned from a reprieve in 80 degree Jamaica. The northeast grey and cold I so easily left behind hasn't yet set in. It's …
wRighTing My Life 