a place in life for whimsy that flutters and lifts like butterfly wings Annie Kiyonaga April 28, 2021

sun’s rays meander in creep across floor aglow with a golden transparency amperage increasing as this majestic orb ascends spilling light...

Earth Day, 2021 earth, with its myriad oceans and lakes reflecting scintillating moonlight its forests, green and profuse, chockfull of...

poetry serves all of life from shadowed realms where stones seek refuge in fern and dusk to the nightingale trilling a lonely song from...

(Photo of Bella, another feline who lives in our area who has become a beloved being in our midst...She loves to perch next to (our)...

As I was puttering around my kitchen this morning, I recognized a deepening in understanding that had taken place recently...It is as...

can I receive what comes to me? light pours am I able to catch the flow? just be it all happens Annie Kiyonaga 2002

I found myself yesterday watching the breeze as it rippled and played with one of nature’s artistic displays a grove of trees leaves...

it occurred to me today dissatisfaction comes from comparing myself to others if I don’t do this and accept fully my reality inhabiting...

my seven year old pondering out loud from the back seat of our car sitting next to his four year old brother after swimming lessons one...

who arranged for this day of dulcet breezes rendering complaining obsolete infinite observer looking through our eyes constant in its...

God is good he sings to himself while munching away on his large-sized cookie at our local bookstore and I peering around impatient to be...

lawnmower circling the mailbox humming resonance of summer summer... that pause between spring’s beginnings verdant green and pastel...

Marked events in second grade that stand out for memory's purview were the taking place of my First Confession and Holy Communion. These...

bird chirping lone and sweet in the morning sun hum of heater gently and kindly taking chill out of air dappled light through spacious...

he brings them home from the school playground a coastal town we are and the school is not seaside but these shells managed their way to...

First Grade I remember taking the school bus on that first day. It was an exciting feeling as I boarded the school bus with my brothers...

the meditation is over time has stretched, and tumbled like tumbleweed and skated in and around and through this group sitting still...

is there barbed wire in your life? is their the presence of sharp words wounding actions painful encounters?.. yes, life can present the...