Glancing back, Letting go and Going on
January
Beginning
*
From Wendy for the two of us
A Blizzard!
"Get me out of here" I thought, and 'Poof'
I was on a train to Florida to visit Dearest
February
The Loving Month
*
Many kinds of love
Broome Street Temple
Heartfelt chanting with friends
Heartfelt chanting with friends
March
Wind and Change
*
*
A new old-stove that works!
Unusual conflagration of gulls inland
April
The Tuning Month
*
Teddy got a resonance tune up
Friend Lorelei had a piece in the annual
National Arts Club show
a good time was shared
May
Spring Springs
*
An avian couple appears again
Lens replacement was a success
June
Bursting Time
*
*
Fell down the escalator at Penn Station
Boarded for Massachusetts anyway to swing and heal
Foxglove
Digitalis of the soil
Digitalis of the soil
July
Storms
*
Lightning
Star clusters above us
Jewels under our feet
And we amount to no more than a hair in time
August
Heat Rises
*
Songs in the dark
Blooming
Bouncing
at the Museum of New York City
Life and Death
A feather for Judith
September
Turning
*
Harvest Moon
Zen Circle
"On this night our days are shortened by one."
9/11
A Winters Tale at The Delacorte
October
Shedding Skins
*
Amaranth is dying
Tibet House
Veridian Gallery Show
November
Giving Thanks
*
Paper Whites Popping
Deserts
Sated
December
The Finale
*
It snowed all night
Deck the Halls
Last look
THE YEAR
2015
Onward
Into the mystery
Songs in the dark
Bouncing
at the Museum of New York City
A feather for Judith
September
Turning
*
Harvest Moon
Zen Circle
"On this night our days are shortened by one."
9/11
A Winters Tale at The Delacorte
October
Shedding Skins
*
Amaranth is dying
Veridian Gallery Show
"August" in October
November
Giving Thanks
*
Paper Whites Popping
Deserts
Sated
December
The Finale
*
It snowed all night
Last look
THE YEAR
What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year.
Onward
Into the mystery
6 comments:
Michelle
a happy here and now
a zen quote from a dutch magazine and yes! a happy here and now!
lots and lots of love
Magic Days Michelle!
into the Mystery. Yes. I
like that.
wishing you a magical new year.
a year.
Happy New Year "Ms." Michelle.
I do hope that what we've witnessed thus
far, is not just a taste of things to come.
Here's wishing - Peace, Joy & Solitude to you - in 2015.
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