Small stone: January 27, 2012

A friend slices the banana

into his cereal in unequal size bites.

Seems like lack of attention to proper order!

He says, “I like every bite to be a bit different.

Lesson learned.

Small stone: January 26, 2012

Feeling unconnected and unobservant.

Walking past the cabinetmaker’s shop,

a primal scent: freshly cut oak.

I am suddenly present,

yet deeply in the past.

My Dad cutting wood.

Small stone: January 25, 2012

Trees. Companions on this journey,

admiring how they survive.

Question this morning:

When is my bark protection, when a scar,

and when is it simply the outer part of me?

Small stone: January 24, 2012

A day in my head. Couldn’t avoid

seeing patterns everywhere

as I walked in the brief sun between storms.

Tried to find fractals and emergence

and all kinds of theoretical

stuff, but ended up with

Acacia and some sneezes.

Guess I am still in my head.

Small stone: January 23, 2012

It's often a struggle:

is my awareness important enough to share?

How wonderful that a music lover

thought to build a lake with small stones

and a swan for all who pass by this window.

Small stone: January 22, 2012

Blustery day, gray skies.

Suddenly, a clutch of singing robins

swoop down from a huge, messy magnolia.

Our migratory friends make winter greener.

Robins standing guard while a colleague feeds.

Small stone: January 21, 2012

Simple awareness: I am blessed─

to be in a place where so many are welcome,

to hear voices I understand speaking languages that I don’t,

to know that we all have the same need to know─

even the most mundane: don’t touch wet paint.