Ponder that. Roll it over in your mind. See if it works for you. May it bring you some ease.

Living in a grass-is-greener, anywhere-but-here, mode can particularly unsatisfying.

When a blue whale dives deep their heart slows way, way down: it is a whole......different......mode......of......being.

Here's a current favorite song--poignant, full of hope, with flowing rhymes and a simple, powerful message.

I find out, again and again, that the world carries on without me.

I want to tell you a story about my dad's final gift to me...

Talking funny--I guarantee a lot of smiles, if not some outright belly laughs. Give it a try.

Three poems: two are about journeys, all three about the convolutions of hope.

...the ocean of longing shifts through me, the blessed inner star of navigation moves in the dark sky above...

A pause allows body, soul and brain to assimilate the new...

True fairy-stories give “a fleeting glimpse of Joy, Joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief.” JRR Tolkien

Think millefiori meets interplanetary/biologist/geologist/exquisitely talented glass artist!

It has been a day when the memory of a poem--a simple poem, almost a prayer-- elicits gratitude.

There is a sacredness in tears….They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues…

So enjoy, find some ease, be a little mischievous. Be loose. Be silly.

It's hard to do horselips if you are smiling or laughing, and hard not to laugh if you are doing it. Give it a try.