I have been watching the wisteria over a period of 3 weeks or so. They have been in celebration ever since I saw a few spiraling clusters of what I thought would be leaves, but they turned out to be flowers.
What an explosion of blooms now. When I saw the first fuzzy baby leaves, I was so touched and reassured of the continuation of life, the circle of life.
I can feel happiness expanding when I stand near the fragrant wisteria plant. Oh how I love the color!
“When there’s new growth bursting out all over, everything fresh, green, and flourishing, the plants are little rockets of success going off every time you look at them.”
“God calls all of you to take the path of the inner truth- and that means taking responsibility for everything that’s in you: for what pleases you and for what you’re ashamed of, for the rich person inside you and for the poor one. Francis of Assisi called this, “loving the leper within us.” If you learn to love the poor one within you, you’ll discover that you have room to have compassion “outside” too, that there’s room in you for others, for those who are different from you, for the least among your brothers and sisters.” – Richard Rohr, “Simplicity”
Continue reading Frog Encounter, from Fear to Wholeness
“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God” are familiar words of Jesus’ Beatitudes. In an illumined state you see God. This does not mean you see “the man in the skies.” But you see from the consciousness of God. You see with “God-colored glasses.” Your seeing projects the light of Spirit. At the start of every day the wise student will take a few moments to become established in the light, hold this realization: “And God said, ‘Let there be Light.’”—Eric Butterworth, “The Creative Life”
The smoke tree leaves look like ornaments colored by the spiderweb glistening in the sun….
Mother Oak makes a window, a frame,
from which to look out into the sky
reminding me of the power of letting go
letting go of distractions
letting go of clutter
letting go of preconceptions
so one can really see clearly
Continue reading Tree Window
frog jumps in—
Haiku by Basho [1644-1694]
This is another collaborative group collage my friends and I did a few years ago in the autumn for Amma’s Circle of Love Letters…
Images from old calendars/catalogs/magazines/feather found…