This is my garden flaming autumn, /the red rose bush refusing to relinquish,/
the high grasses still singing / the shy notes of a forgotten summer song./...
WINGS/Why is the sky blue? .... Whenever I whispered upon dandelion fluffs I let pray into the wind, I, like any child, found a natural comfort in guideposts from The Great Nature all around me.
I drove to the lakeshore today and it was hugely pretty and scenic. It was freezing today. Icy rain. I froze without gloves. Spring is funny here in Canada. But truly beautiful at the same time.
Sometimes I hear birds chirping over the snow. It can stop me in my tracks to hear such heaven. Their song of peace breaking up the cold often astounds me. Their sounds of awe and a calming joy [...]
Peace and health and love is Everyman’s prayer. Yet prayers, wishes and hopes need our help, too. If we want peace, we must be examples of that peace and foster it for ourselves. Without it, we [...]
The science is in. Even if your life has been especially tough, you can be on an even playing field with others who haven’t had as many troubles when you forgive and learn to keep an open heart.
Trees can teach us so much at this beautiful time—in their giving colour, in their giving letting go. Trees graduate us to so many deeper things. I have been thinking of the trees and things lots.
