inviting solstice into the heart

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Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky, how beautiful it is? All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness there is a poem, there is a song. Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring. When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with the music of many leaves, which in due season fall and are blown away. And this is the way of life…….Krishnamurti

this solstice brings a dreamy and dark night of rekindling a different kind of renewal… that does not strive toward better or perfect or self effacing trials……as we prepare, may we remember that this may be one of deep rest and centered retrieval of all that is kind and magical……

Twelve sunflowers were in bloom this morning

in my garden, eastbound

Brightly the animate disk lifts

the missionary tangle winds good up-

in the soil, in the soul

O this the finest

weather when god dies, a finer alchemy,

when gold’s exchanged

for the dingy seeds (bed down, life is with us),

when the sun grows old, the glitter congeals,

the damp warm bright pulp into bits and tatters,

paper and splinters and rayless wheels.

This is the finest weather-

glass eye scantily opens a cold mirror,

shore winds, high tides of

falling color, troughs and palisades,

the gala inebriate storm-

Decrease and deliverance, how the oracle speaks-

How days wane, the hallooing winter-ed solstice,

the hanging bough fallow, unflowering, less.

The increase of energy, the simple life,

the spending out of spirit.

….M.C. Richards

in the fog of dreams

Right now a moment of time is passing by.
We must become that moment.
…….Paul Cezanne

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