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Showing posts from March, 2008

promises of spring

morning dew....more sunshine and blue skies....more time....planting seeds....a new coat of paint....dan zanes and friends.....a slow transition outdoors.....running along the beach to music....opening doors and windows....hiding a new letterbox near a new stands coming to many new birds to discover.....the first iced coffee....time in the sanctuary....warmth....more color....longer days and a new relaxed rhythm....jazzy music and mohitos.....friends coming over to stare at the sea....twinkling lights outside....handcrafted adirondack chairs....goals realized and big decisions finally made....beach grass and salt march vacation week....first trip to the science museum....ferry rides on the top pleasures to be had....more support....chai iced tea with agave nectar....reaching out....organizing, cleaning and organic visitors from far by the tide....finding a babysitter....potluck burrito night fo

far from silence

yes, i have been quiet here in blogland...i have been quite elsewhere too, but life has not been silent. far from it. it's been full of the sounds of life moving full steam ahead...spring is here and i am anticipating the pheonix rising once again... quietly, along with a few bubbles, this is enought for now :) thanks to all of you for your support and love.

i have another name

bright winter moon  through the depth and the darkness and the tangle of trees there is always light even when it seems so tiny and so far away then i break free and i want to race for the moon to swallow its warm glow in great gasping gulps and feel its energy fill me and drench me in life once again so i devour, i gorge i consume the light in any way i can tasting and feeling and grasping big handfulls digging in my toes and pouring it over where the dark used to be i am faster and lighter and brighter creative and witty and passionate and fun all smiles and ease; the moon shines from within me then i sit for a moment to catch my breath and lick my fingertips of every last sweet moonbeam and in that moment i stop a sliver of fear creeps in just enough to remember the plunging helplessly and crashing downward but by then i am already falling...