Lest We Forget

Alan SunArt of Marp: “Did a painting to commemorate the 100th Anniversary of the armistice in Europe.
On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, the guns fell silent.

(Nov 11, 2018)


Shared from Live & Learn – David Kanigan

Sit Here…

autumn

 

The leaves are turning,
one by one carried away in the crisp wind […]
Away, away, says the blue and gold day,
and no one hears it but the wind…
Sit here —…
This is heaven.
Sit. Stay.

 


Quote: Margaret Gibson, from “Heaven“ in Broken Cup: Poems

Photo: Framed by Aspens – Crested Butte, CO @ramblinjoe – Wild_Turtl3

 

 

thank you, David Kanigan from Live and Learn

A weekend off…

Saturday morning. Thank you, David Kanigan 

 

Live & Learn

We’re so driven to make ourselves “better” all the time…

We are mercilessly hard on ourselves for our losses, our defeats, our wounds, our failures, the parts of us that don’t measure up.

This is a weekend in non-self-improvement….

~ Francis Weller, in an interview with Tim McKee titled The Geography Of SorrowFrancis Weller On Navigating Our Losses


Photo: Nap time by Aku*S

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Monday Morning Wake-Up Call (February 11th)

Soft blue of dawn even when it is Monday morning – grateful for creation’s rhythm…

thank you, David Kanigan

Live & Learn

The moon is out. The ice is gone. Patches of white
lounge on the wet meadow. Moonlit darkness at 6 a.m.

Again from the porch these blue mornings I hear an eagle’s cries
like God is out across the bay rubbing two mineral sheets together
slowly, with great pressure.

A single creature’s voice—or just the loudest one.
Others speak with eyes: they watch—
the frogs and beetles, sleepy bats, ones I can’t see.
Their watching is their own stamp on the world…

I steel myself for the day.

~ Nellie Bridge, from “February 11″ from Echotheo Review, July 18, 2011


Notes: Poem from 3 Quarks Daily. Winter Moon photo in Norway by Maren Fredagsvik

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