A potentially interminable state of being. The one where any brush cannot prise apart When the fingertips have to strip back to claw their way though the tresses Arms rowing through tempests over reed beds , fighting with mermen for coral combs with which to…

One step then another, another on and on. We start under stars, Venus bright above us, a trickle of light silhouetting the trees on the hill. Lights float in darkness, the ocean singing invades our bodies, as we reach the cliffs. We walk in silence…

Keeping fit and be in good health Is more important than amassing wealth Of what good is riches and wealth without corresponding good health? Many believe that vising the gymnasium or losing weight Or having a personal trainer is a vanishing trend   As a…

Walking That is to say, the exercise of walking baffles me and I think of this often in my strolls through the streets of my neighborhood When does a walk change into a hike, for example? Do I unintentionally become a

Thank you, Father, for this day. Thank you that you knew of this time long before. Thank you that you are not surprised but remain in control. Thank you for your forgiveness, that you will always love me. Thank you, Father, for your plan for…

Watering plants when sunset is near is a blissful activity in Summer the fresh smell of soil the cool breeze the evening brings brushing past, the colors are a delight  too, You got green, bright and glowing with red, pink and white of different flowers…

LAKES, RIVERS, SEA                                                  (rsponse to prompt 12) “I am haunted by waters.” Olivia Laing, To The River   I have never trekked the Ouse, never visited the riverside, Sussex home of Virginia and Leonard, never felt river and sea merging at Newhaven.   But I,…

brrrrrr, grind the coffee woosh, add the water just right mmmmm I can move now

Flowing warmth washes away the things left undone – a fresh start to the day.   I inhale the scents rising up in the steam. I give thanks for each day. As I wash my soul clean.

Ever notice how time flies continually through our life. Some with unending joy others with grief and strife. Only by experiencing the highs and then the lows. Will we be able to cherish the good and let the others go. So before all slips away…