Memories and poetry

An evening of forgoing plans in order to care for a unwell child, and instead sorting quietly through my many boxes of cards, letters, and correspondence dating back two and a half decades – line after line of appreciation, connection, joy, and love. One of the treasures that resurfaced is my old file of poetry, … More Memories and poetry

breathing in the fullness of the moon (the fullness of my heart)

Dusk, and the full moon rising. Birdsong all around; traffic in the distance cicadas flexing their tymbals in between.   Breathing in the soft breeze, grass-scented and subtle. Stillness, after a day of constant movement.   Open-hearted, I am suffused with peace, gratitude, awe, joy. Perfectly content to breathe in this moment, each second flowing … More breathing in the fullness of the moon (the fullness of my heart)