So, what is the story of your peace?
What brings you to viewing a new lease
On how you are true
In those things you do.
What fills up your heart, brings peace-increase?
And when we are biking or walking,
And when we’re creating or talking,
We learn as we go,
Some quick and some slow.
What route can we take that’s unblocking?
We all came together to celebrate
Marriage: an official “starting-gate.”
We laughed and we cried,
We were dewy-eyed.
Our time to joyfully congregate.
Wednesday, September 13, 2023 What unique, colorful person/point of viewCan be found,If taking time to notice? Noticing, Noticing.My reminder to myself has been “Notice.” Opportunities for that abound! Most fabulous noticing was Science Museum, St. Paul, MNExhibit by Christopher Marley, visual artist. He makes art with creatures—Bugs, reptiles, all sort of natural things. Talk about making me notice!Those little, some little-bitty, […]
Continue readingSometime when you have trouble talking,
Try opening up with your squawking.
It could be a chance
For words that enhance
Your having shared talking and walking.
It’s one of those times that is freeing,
When noticing what I am seeing:
The dark and the light,
Are sharp in my sight.
Awareness enhances “whole-being.”
Those times when you’re thinking of quitting,
Near burn-out, depletion admitting.
Pull up your resolve,
And let things evolve.
Just what do you need? Recommitting!
Time that we share is so fleeting,
Time for our news and great eating.
Our voices in song,
With right notes or wrong,
A tuneful addition to meeting.
Just what did you find from your outing?
As you looked around? Were you scouting?
What did surprise you,
With another view?
That home still fits you without doubting!
A challenge that comes when I’m riding,
Can often be solved by deciding,
To do just a bit.
Whatever will fit
To buck up resolve and stop hiding.
Think other than biking, I submit
Encouraging others to “com-mit”.
Commitment, though small,
Requires of us all….
To work with that focus, bit-by-bit.
Biking with head-winds for hours,
I know of restorative powers.
Blooms do give me hope,
A way I can cope.
The power of beautiful flowers.