Poetry is Where We Are Ourselves
Poetry is the human voice, and are we not of interest to each other?
Poetry is the human voice, and are we not of interest to each other?
In this book, the variety of people is fascinating, as are the colors, comments, and costumes.
Art creates spiritual architecture. It alters our cognitive, emotional and spiritual DNA. It decalcifies hatred and small thought often in mere moments.
The green hills, rocky cliffs, the Pacific surf, and an ocean sunset, were all special treats to to be missed!
When we were on Sanibel Island last March we enjoyed a trip to the National Shell Museum. If you are in the area, don’t miss it.
I enjoyed this show done by a Catholic nun named Marion C. Honors.
All hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.
Here is a vision of the future where everyone can win. You might be as glad as I was to read about that right now. Let’s actively be part of the solution, instead of discounting about our possible demise.
If you are feeling irritated, impatient, or anxious, try focusing on something you can be grateful for instead.
I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I hope you give this delicious summer meal a try; it is packed with plant based protein and crowd appeal.
The paint above was done from Chaffinch Island in Guilford, Connecticut. I was attracted the the intensely vibrant greens in the marsh grasses there.
Be green and supple, fresh and growing, for heaven is like a watered garden.
Well, I spent the day at the Newtown Library Book Sale, and in the photos you can see some of what I bought. It made me think this would be a good time to update you (it is already midyear!) on how I’m doing on my Reading Challenge for 2016.