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Bridge over Lake Lincoln

Breath is the bridge which connects life to consciousness, which unites your body to your thoughts.

 Thich Nhat Hanh quotes (Vietnamese Monk, Activist and Writer. b.1926)



“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”

— Thornton Wilder (1897-1975),

American playwright and novelist.

Earth's Intelligence


 “If we surrendered to earth’s intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees. ”
Rainer Maria Rilke (Rainer Maria Rilke’s Book of Hours: A Complete New Translation with Commentary)

Today marks the death of John Keats in 1821 at the age of 25.

Here’s to you John…


On leaving some Friends at an early Hour

GIVE me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heap’d up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a tablet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when ’tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car,
Pink robes, and wavy hair, and diamond jar,
And half discovered wings, and glances keen.
The while let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
’Tis not content so soon to be alone.

Dust of Snow
by Robert Frost (1923)
clr gifPines in Winter

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree


Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.


The Poet’s Loft in Hot Springs, Arkansas  is celebrating their 20th year anniversary this month!  Poetry Readings every Wednesday night.  Check out their website:

Poet's Loft

William Sovern

The Tuesday Night Reading Series, hosted by William Sovern (photo above), was the place to be tonight at the Poet House & Art Emporium at 105 Adams Avenue in Evansville, Indiana.  Tonight’s featured artists were Memphis poets Quincy Hall and Naja (Lauren Mazer, photo below).  If you have a chance to hear Quincy and Naja read their poems, don’t miss it!  Powerful, lyrical  stuff!


One of my favorite authors is Annie Dillard.  I have never forgotten the wonderful passage in her book,  Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, where she mentions Martin Buber who quotes an Hasidic master:

Sparks of their Souls

When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones, and all growing things, and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you. 

Turning Green


I’d like to be the moss growing on a stone.

Can you hear me through all that green?


I want to know:

What is it like to see the sun dappled

on your face all day long?

What is it like to hear countless

drops of rain become true song?

What is it like to feel the feet

of butterflies dancing in your dew?

Can you smell the pine trees

better than I?

Do you grasp each moment

and hold it closer to your heart?

I hear your answer and accept with grace.

Now I understand.

I am the scent of the pine tree

and the feet of butterflies dancing.

I am the rain and the countless drops

of true song.

I am the sun, the stone

and the moss. Growing, I am

turning green.



Temple Hills


Temple Hills


Temple Hills


Temple Hills Retreat


Lincoln State Park, IN


May Apples, Lincoln State Park, IN


"Fen" (low swampy land) near Indiana National Lakeshore


Turtles Sunning at Reelfoot Lake

RSS Quote of the Day

  • Confucius
    "I hear, I know. I see, I remember. I do, I understand."
February 2009
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was chosen as
the name for
this blog
because when
I remember
to keep my
heart light as
a feather,
life is much



Jimmy Margulies
The Record
Jan 7, 2011
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