Sunday, September 22, 2019

Autumn Equinox



Change is in the air. Although the humidity feels like peak summer, there is no denying the surrounding signs of autumn. Foliage trades green for yellow. Goldfinches, still tawny, graze the Echinacea seed heads. Spider webs large and small pop up unannounced on familiar pathways.
Ever changing also is pain’s ebb and flow for the creature(s) you love. Some of them are afloat in the blessing bowl. Here is my equinox prayer for us. It’s adapted from Peter Traben Haas in Centering Prayers, 2013.
Help me to stay open to love in this world of pain. Do not let me close down in hurt; open me through forgiveness. When I turn inward in my worries, lift my eyes skyward. If I feel unworthy in loneliness, remind me of my infinitesimal but essential value serving life on our sometimes dreary planet. In silence and surrender, draw me to love.

Summer Haikus

JUNE
Overdue cleaning
BAM! Radiant cool results
refrigerator

JULY
Beyond hotcha plus
Snowbirds have it all backwards
Now go, winter stay

AUGUST
Jasper's B+ poops
Bella's blinking butterflies
one hundred dog days

SEPTEMBER
September acorns
teasing Bella as they fall
Autumn coming down





August Waning



August waning, this year’s grin garden is at its peak. Tucked in and viewable from only 25 feet of gravel road frontage, it’s easy to miss on P Avenue. We call it “P as in peaceful”, but it is often not. That rural road hosts a stunning number of vehicles in big hurries.  I wonder how many people spot the wee garden and how many smiles it evokes. I pull the tan van in or out of there at least once a day. The garden’s surprise has worn off for me, but I still can’t help but smile…