Wednesday, February 23, 2022
Tuesday, February 22, 2022
The number 2 is a very powerful angel number.
I just glanced down at the corner of the computer screen as I typed this post and it was 2:12.
I can hardly believe that today marks 1 year without him.
One lone seagull flies overhead when I go out walking. No matter where I walk, there will be a gull and Archer is the only animal that has appeared in my dreams.
Not surprisingly, it is pouring outside today. The skies have opened up!
Having my daughter Kate lend me this book "Things no one else can teach us" by Humble the Poet and opening it up to Chapter 4 - Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened" was totally synchronistic.
This book fell into my hands exactly when I needed it. The first 2, 2 1/2 pages of Chapter 4 had me smiling and laughing, the remainder had me sobbing as Kanwer Singh aka Humble the Poet writes about his own experience with his dog Himmatt, but it was a healing sobbing. The releasing of emotion sobbing, the empathy for another who has experienced the loss of a pet so deeply loved and the feeling of being recognized by another at just how painful loosing your pet is.
Saturday, February 19, 2022
I had a chunk of cabbage left over from making veggie cabbage rolls , so cabbage soup it was!
where a pot of fresh soup
simmers gently on the hob,
filling the kitchen with soft aromas
and filling your heart
and later your tummy with joy"
Monday, February 14, 2022
I see that life is a miracle.
Attentive to each moment,
I keep my mind clear like a calm river.
Waking up this morning, I smile.
Twenty-four brand new hours before me.
I vow to live fully in each moment
and to look at all beings
with eyes of compassion"
-Thich Nhat Hanh-
are not fantastic or grand.
They are the moments when we touch one another
when we are there in the most attractive or caring way"
or a book long enough
to suit me!"
nor too simple to receive
which is wrapped in thoughtfulness
and tied with love"
to love alike"
that was more
but to love more"
are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart,
the secret anniversaries
of the heart ..."
Friday, February 11, 2022
when you feel the bone structure of the landscape,
the loneliness of it
the dead feeling of Winter.
something waits beneath it,
the whole story doesn't show"
the architect of the flake,
the fire of the frost,
the soul of the sunbeam.
This crisp Winter air is full of it"
|Bundled up happiness xo|
Wednesday, February 2, 2022
"If Candlemas day
be sunny and bright,
Winter will have another fight;
if Candlemas day
be cloudy with rain,
Winter is gone
and won't come again"
Hello February . . . grey skies & a cloudy and rainy Candlemas day here in my corner of the world. . . no shadows to be seen by Wiarton Willie who predicted an early Spring although we are bracing for another snow storm this afternoon.
Excited that my 1st exhibit of 2022 will now be both in person and on- line with easing of restrictions in place! The first of a few exciting shows ;-)
The "Time" themed art show can be viewed in person at The Art Gallery of Burlington now until March 9th.
and on line.
8" H x 8" L x 1.5 D