Early Mornings

I love early mornings 
when it feels like the rest of the world is still asleep 
you’re the only one who’s awake. 
You kind of forget about all your problems 
because for now 
its just you, the world and the sunrise

@blue_saphire5

A new need

I have a new need for quiet.
The kind that rings in my head.
The silence that causes my ears to pose as radar dishes
picking up any nuance or tinkling scuff of a noise.
Out of the ordinary or familiar,
each sound shouts like fire to my burning.
There are no extinguishing these flames,
only the watering space between the vibratory feel
of this physical plane and maybe something
just out of touch, but coming closer,
riding the waves of the barely almost heard.
Blanketed and cozied, refracted and resplendent,
I allow myself to sink into the brink of a ledge
with unseen leaps.

mj poem and photo

Piglet's Song

Piglet's Song (A fav of Mish over at Kindspring.org)

"Let's find a Way today,
that can take us to tomorrow.
We'll follow that Way,
A Way like flowing water.

Let's leave behind,
the things that do not matter.
And we'll turn our lives,
to a more important chapter.

Let's take the time and try to find,
what real life has to offer.
And maybe then we'll find again,
what we had long forgotten.
Like a friend, true 'til the end,
it will help us onward.

The sun is high, the road is wide,
and it starts where we are standing.
No one knows how far it goes,
for the road is never-ending.

It goes away,
beyond what we have thought of.
It flows away,
Away like flowing water."

~ Benjamin Hoff ~


(The Te of Piglet)

Love is...

Love is the sound of a man who worked all day and struggled in the cold and dark under the house attempting to fix a drainage issue by flashlight.

Love is a hot cup of tea and an egg just the way you like it so you don't go out into the snow and cold without being warmed by love first.

Love is putting one foot in front of the other day after day even when you might want to give up.

Love is hugs, lots and lots of hugs, an inexhaustible supply of hugs.

Love is a prayer of safety that follows you like a happy cloud wherever you go.

Love is caring enough to listen, and listening enough to care.

Love is seeing the beauty beneath another's scars, and your own, as well.

Love is being willing to take the time.


heirloommaters 7-feb-2018

Peace Pals International 2017

On November 21, 2017, at the Peace Pals International Awards Ceremony the winners of the 2017 Peace Pals International Art Contest were announced.
20 pieces of artwork were selected from each age category with the theme of Nature for All – Loving the Earth.

Visit wppspeacepals.org to view all submissions from the winners and finalists and to find out more about this years contest which has the theme 'Living Peace - What does Living Peace mean to you?'

Poems which are tears

I've heard poems as tears.

They fell from hearts broken,
too stricken to mend without
a voice.

They coursed through the body
felt in each cell
as a wailing forth of grief.

There is no denying
what even cannot be faced,
for the release must flow.

Deeper in the channel
the tears were caught,
mired in the sorrow.

Clutching at the words
swirling in the eddying pools
of why and what-ifs,
the poems took form.

Tossed as lifelines;
rooted in memories
and reaching toward the Light,
aching to bloom again,

the
poems
dropped
distilled
upon the page.

mj

*dedicated to our dear kmbhai 2.6.18

Love

Love
Opens hearts
Welcomes the blessings
Gratefully sharing them all.

This giving and receiving
Of your heart and mine
Brings beauty,
Bliss.

kjw
2-6-18