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avadHappy Easter everyone! Get your dose of silliness HERE.
I've had it in my head and been singing it all day, much to poor B's dismay.;)Chocolate bunny ears for breakfast make me feel...funny.
Last night we went to a beautiful gathering at my friend Roseline's house/gallery/'atelier'. Always an international experience there...love the mix of cultures and accents and FOODS! mmm the smells alone...ginger and cumin and rosemary ohmY..:)Colorful artworks all around. Fireplace going. Selima had made a basketfull of bright colored paper scrolls tied with contrasting color strings..and we each were to take one, open it and read aloud. She had handwritten quotes and poems from all different spiritual traditions...many many Rumi poems. It was a beautiful way to end the night.Here is one of my favorites that was read:The Guest House.
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__carina__ to the train station...and it was such a beautiful day that instead of driving home I end up driving to my 'magic bay' to welcome spring and celebrate Easter in my own quiet grateful way. I sat in the car a while, the sun sooo warm on my face without the wind. Then I got out for a walk.
Impulsive rituals deepened in meaning as I became involved in them...dragging a large drying cluster of reeds with its attached community of mussels back to the water became a strong metaphor. Perhaps it was hopeless but how could I leave it there when it took so little effort on my part to bring it back to water. I watched it float half-submerged like a strange small island...drifting off slowly into deeper waters...and I thought about many things.
Then Pebbles as mantra,counting, writing, symbols. I don't know if there is anything as potent for me as holding and peering closely at a stone on the beach. The wonder rolls through me...time, matter, the planets, this fragile moment of life.
I am so ready for Spring. To open windows and let the air through...in my house and myself.To have my senses reawaken to sounds and smells and to shed these layers and come back to life...again and again.
I've had it in my head and been singing it all day, much to poor B's dismay.;)Chocolate bunny ears for breakfast make me feel...funny.
Last night we went to a beautiful gathering at my friend Roseline's house/gallery/'atelier'. Always an international experience there...love the mix of cultures and accents and FOODS! mmm the smells alone...ginger and cumin and rosemary ohmY..:)Colorful artworks all around. Fireplace going. Selima had made a basketfull of bright colored paper scrolls tied with contrasting color strings..and we each were to take one, open it and read aloud. She had handwritten quotes and poems from all different spiritual traditions...many many Rumi poems. It was a beautiful way to end the night.Here is one of my favorites that was read:The Guest House.
Today I brought
__carina__ to the train station...and it was such a beautiful day that instead of driving home I end up driving to my 'magic bay' to welcome spring and celebrate Easter in my own quiet grateful way. I sat in the car a while, the sun sooo warm on my face without the wind. Then I got out for a walk.Impulsive rituals deepened in meaning as I became involved in them...dragging a large drying cluster of reeds with its attached community of mussels back to the water became a strong metaphor. Perhaps it was hopeless but how could I leave it there when it took so little effort on my part to bring it back to water. I watched it float half-submerged like a strange small island...drifting off slowly into deeper waters...and I thought about many things.
Then Pebbles as mantra,counting, writing, symbols. I don't know if there is anything as potent for me as holding and peering closely at a stone on the beach. The wonder rolls through me...time, matter, the planets, this fragile moment of life.
I am so ready for Spring. To open windows and let the air through...in my house and myself.To have my senses reawaken to sounds and smells and to shed these layers and come back to life...again and again.
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Date: 2005-03-29 02:49 am (UTC)