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Category Archives: mindfulness
The day after the Boston marathon bombing
Sudden violence (is there any other kind?) throws the world into sharp relief. Horror that doesn’t speak but roars in the head like the ocean. Magnolias blooming under the crescent moon. It gives things the proper perspective, too. Last night, … Continue reading
Posted in events, mindfulness, my glamorous life
Tagged bombing, Boston marathon, family, gratitude, love, mindfulness, prayforboston, spiritual practice, terrorism, violence
Day 15: moment in the sun
This morning on my daily walk, the woods were bare, barren, still in disarray after Sandy. Branches and whole trees strewn across the trails, the trails themselves obscured under a carpet of rust-colored oak and beech leaves. I’m fortunate enough … Continue reading
the god-shaped hole, the still water
the god-shaped hole must remain empty so that god can pass through it widens like the ozone the world ends and begins again the guard opens the gate and you make your way to the pond with its face of … Continue reading
Posted in mindfulness, my glamorous life, poetry, religion and spirituality
Tagged god-shaped hole, nature, spirituality, still water
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the door is open, the way is closed
the door is open the way is closed to know the way is not the way a holy fool marks sixpence on the eyes of strangers–dead, alive, whathaveyou what is the difference between alive and dead? asks the fool hands … Continue reading
Posted in mindfulness, poetry, religion and spirituality
Tagged dao, poetry, poetry - mine
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high summer
grass high and dry and seeded as wheat tips too close for focus belly on the blanket beside it a bowl of blueberries, almost gone the rain pretends to come but no one cares not even the cat written july … Continue reading
Posted in mindfulness, my glamorous life, poetry, wheel of the year
Tagged blueberries, grain, grass, high summer, poetry, summer, summertime in boston
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Hammond Pond Reservation, Green Line crossing
For five extra minutes you follow the path through mayapple, sarsaparilla and anxiety over a little hill and through what might be blueberry and poison ivy with beech and oak and maple rustling overhead to a pond, a flooded field … Continue reading
Posted in mindfulness, my glamorous life, poetry
Tagged boston, MBTA, mindfulness, nature, poetry, summer, urban wilderness, wheel of the year
Mount Ida College pond after work haiku
wind moving across the water birdsong bullfrog dragonfly chainsaw when the chainsaw falls still flash of red against black wings
Posted in haiku, mindfulness, poetry
Tagged contemplation, haiku, mindfulness, nature, poetry, pond, solitude
fire/love eye
fire destroys everything in its path transforms it to ash the love eye transforms without destroying
Posted in mindfulness, poetry
Tagged poetry, poetry - mine
descending into silence
the eye turns inward grass rises, luminous, soft as spring the mouth closes the heart – hearing opens
Posted in mindfulness, poetry, religion and spirituality, wheel of the year
Tagged open, poetry, poetry - mine, silence, spring
haiku: July, Sunday night, 10pm
after the day’s heat cool breezes under dark skies delicious relief
Posted in mindfulness, poetry
Tagged boston, haiku, high summer, new england, poetry, poetry - mine, summer, summertime in boston
