Mockingbirds

It’s morning, although I’m not sure the time. Dew still twinkles and slides on every surface and small critters---be them squirrels, rabbits, prairie dogs, or a mix of them all---shuffle and scuttle in the tall grass. High up in the pines, mockingbirds chack-chack-cheeeooo back and forth, back and forth.  Summer sticks around most of the …

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Wander

Twisted, tangled trails With sprawling vines and Dangling branches like Curious fingertips flickering In the shifting winds We wander---we all wander. One step atop another, Our foot, paw, claw, and Hoof prints melded along Muddled puddled paths We wander---we all wander. Purple weeds and fungus Steps swirling tree trunks That tower indimidatingly And must sway …

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Cold Coffee and Gray Skies: A Morning Meditation on Togetherness

I relaxed my back against the coolness of the wrought-iron chair in which I’d been sitting and leaning forward for the past half-hour while pulling my smudged glasses from my face. On the desk in front of me, I closed the large, three-ring binder that is packed full of printouts of guided meditations that I …

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