July 28
vanilla vines growing in Mexico kindnesses Aesop’s fables
vanilla vines growing in Mexico kindnesses Aesop’s fables
Write an old-fashioned love letter to your ideal lover (don’t have an actual person in mind – make someone up. Have fun with this one.) The letter doesn’t have to be long, but it needs to be full of feeling, longing, compliments, insights! Think of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s sonnet “How do I Love Thee?” but Read more about The Love Letter[…]
the helpfulness of bats the sweet fragrance of plumeria blossoms remembering something funny and laughing out loud
hot summer nights in the city the patience of a donkey receiving an unexpected present
friends coming your way a misty morning the curragh of kildare
sleeping all through the night the lost city of Petra a friend for life
The Guesthouse by Rumi a pale, clear aquamarine reading a novel in the middle of the day
the Taj Mahal remembering a friend’s generosity freshly ground coffee
Fables are short stories that end with some sort of pithy moral. Often fables feature anthropomorphized animals (or even plants or elements) … Whether the character is a fox or a grape or the North Wind, it can speak, feel, and somehow exemplifies the maxim with which the tale concludes. For warm-ups, read one of Read more about Write a fable[…]
re-reading poems you used to know well waking early to the cawing of crows, loud starlings and sparrows, and a rooster’s crow the white cliffs of Dover
deep woods on a summer afternoon anticipation singing old folk songs with friends
It’s not what happens to you
that counts
it’s how you respond
so whether you’re kissed
or whether you’re not
or whether you’re this
or that
or grow big
or remain a dot
if you’re successful and full of fun
or fighting for a cause
or staying at home
abandoned or cherished
or alone
nothing matters but that you stay the same
don’t get embittered
don’t feel ashamed
but live generously, kindly, and full of love
for people
for yourself
for the earth
and your God
and for the Rose
in the garden
that you planted
and adored
and tamed.
the island of Iona being kissed first thing in the morning a kind deed
Describe a rainy afternoon without mentioning rain. Create a mood – of loneliness, despair, anticipation, coziness: you might even find yourself segueing into the beginning of a story. Try describing a rainy afternoon again, and create a completely different mood.
You can’t pull up a blade of grass
hoping to make it grow faster
you can’t hear words
that won’t be heard
you can’t hear music
without silence
Give it rest. Let it breathe.
Forgive yourself.
All you have to do right now
is listen to the river flow
and let the grass grow.
When fate deals you
a cruel blow
there’s only one thing
to be done:
be cheerful and go on.
When fate showers you
with blessings
and great joy
bow your head
and stand still.
cornflower blue the splash of a fountain summer nights in a foreign city
Fresh pillow cases Asking the question, “Why?” in a dream Hermes, the Messenger God
The enormous blossoms on the catalpa tree A whole day ahead of you with no plans Scrying
a sandpiper waits
at the edge of the shore
the sun shines hot
the breeze is stiff and bright
what is he waiting for
a wave leaps in
he jumps some more
stares out to sea
looks round at me
then waits again at the edge of the shore
I used to think
That life was more
Than jump and wait
And love and hate
Standing until your legs are sore
But now I know
That life is just a long wait by an open door
And peering through
And wondering too
What lies beyond what you can see from the shore.
After the guests all leave The Manhattan skyline on a late summer afternoon Cell phones for communicating with friends and family whenever you want
Equanimity and calm The bray of a donkey Dreaming of an enormous slab of dark blue sapphire