“Up to the highest heights…”
…and steer clear of the trees.
Maha Shivartri
Once again, I’ve been drawn in by the moon. Watching it grow smaller and smaller has been almost as fascinating as watching it grow fuller and fuller.
Of course I attempted to take pictures of it but my photography skills cannot possibly capture the feeling that the moon awakens in me.
It’s doubtful that anyone’s can for there is a deeper reason for this fascination.
Protected: gimee 5
between two breaths
Go ahead. Put your feet up and enjoy.
“Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths.” Etty Hillesum
waddaya got there?
This morning, as I walk through the grocery store, I pass display after display of flower arrangements. It’s Valentine’s Day and Albertson’s is set to make a killing on the man, woman, and child who feels the tug to give their Valentine a special something. Or maybe it’s isn’t a “special” something but, rather, just something. I been hearing men and women groaning about the obligatory gift giving all week long. It’s pretty sad that it’s come to this. I feel the same way about this holiday as I do about Christmas; if you aren’t giving from the heart, why give at all?
Behind me in line, a young man rolls up with his basket of 3 large arrangements. I glance over in my not-so-subtle waddaya-got-there way. All 3 vases are exactly the same: a dozen red roses with a sprinkling of baby’s breath. The woman in front of me whispers, “Looks like he’s been busy.” I smile, thinking I don’t want to know. Anyway, things aren’t always as they seem.