human frailty, bitterness, cruelty, and fear. who are the caretakers crying overflowing rivers of tears? those empty hearted souls live down there these long forgotten years where forgiving waters flow tall waterfalls raining from the clouds covering an entire valley of little straw roofed candlelit houses with their chimneys puffing smoke.
I walk under my pool slide watching dragonflies glide scooping up water. the squirrels eat corn cob I cut and birds feed from feeders I filled with fresh seed. I am mindful of how hard I worked for all this 'stuff' through many decades of toil, knowing it was well worth the effort because of … Continue reading a walk under the pool slide
it's a hot day as I go outside on the side of the garage, and my baby squirrel sees me as I call its name 'hello my dear little friend...' I say softly. and it runs all the way from front to backyard on top my six foot tall wall and hops over the other … Continue reading Squirrel running on my wall
fathoming the idea we go on after living as this invisible essence called soul amid no proof of its existence brings one to observing he can say with certainly 'I am,,,' that his entire experience of what he believes real depends upon his five senses that he will discover his living essence is comprised of … Continue reading fathom
it's me and ki drinking tea, mom and me and two ki's (you could call that us) we all ride on the kitty bus. no fuss. we don't have to drive. it's just us watching the scenery go by. clouds go by. sun warming us when we cry. moon lighting our way at night when … Continue reading Ki’s, mom and me (sent to my step-daughter in another state so far away)
there was this little cute rat (it seemed like still a baby) running in and out of our garage it kept biting holes in my bird seed and cat kibble bags in the garage storage cupboard. I set up a baited trap that was animal friendly not causing it any harm. I've used it before … Continue reading little rat
the howl of a dog how they love their children playing piano and the guitar in the way it makes so much sense to them filling us with joy. what beauty in motion such laughter, piano and guitar solos adding so much happiness to our lives. https://youtu.be/39xq5AATMp4
I remember as a child I feared the wild dive bombing June bug. but, I grew up... I saved one falling into my jacuzzi fishing it out before it drowned the other evening and it latched on to my bare hand almost not wanting to let go of me because they have these sharp sticky … Continue reading my friend the june bug
"Love is a serious mental disease" ~ Plato who can argue with Plato? Source- Plato photo and bio
we have but a single goal in life... to simply learn to be who we are, even though this may take a lifetime. but, we will be loved and remembered, even by those we never would suspect.