Spring Nuptials The Japanese Maple was wearing a crystal veil this morning― All dressed up like Nature’s blushing bride― an aura of rouge about her silhouette― and crystal beads of rain in the lacework of her twiggy branches and emerald velvet sleeves― (Spring 2021)
Merak, M108, and the Owl Nebula. Photo courtesy of Andy Ermolli.
It’s all about the negative space now— the shapes made within and between the branches of our lives. I never could see it before, or only glimpses— all foreground, blinded by the obvious beauty of form and sense— black lines against a grey sky missing the interplay of polygons and the fantastic show of kaleidoscopic … Continue reading “Emptiness” by Maria Walton
It seemed appropriate given the arrival of the spring equinox and the current state of the world to revisit the equanimity phrases that I use in my practice in hope it might be of benefit to some of you. May I have peace in the midst of conflict May I have wisdom in the midst … Continue reading Spring Equinox Equanimity Phrases & A New Spring Poem
Probably not so random that this song came up today in light of the state of the world. https://music.apple.com/us/album/army-dreamers/696884485?i=696886774
Do not try to savethe whole worldor do anything grandiose.Instead, createa clearingin the dense forestof your lifeand wait therepatiently,until the songthat is your lifefalls into your own cupped handsand you recognize and greet it.Only then will you knowhow to give yourselfto this worldso worthy of rescue.
When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,I go and lie down where the wood drakerests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.I come into the peace of wild thingswho do … Continue reading The Peace of Wild things by Wendell Berry
This Path led me to you, and now you show me the Way onward along the Path that always seems to lead right back to you
Traveler, There Is No Pathby Antonio Machado Everything passes on and everything remains, But our lot is to pass on,To go on making paths,Paths across the sea.I never sought glory,Nor to leave my songIn the memory of man;I love those subtle worlds,Weightless and graceful, As bubbles of soap.I like to watch as they paint themselvesIn … Continue reading Traveler, There is No Path
Homecoming Here, in the hall of the eternal present all things are available to be known— All of existence is here in the fountain of emerging moments for the apprehension of all who see the turning of the wheel and understand its emptiness As I watch the crow I realize— We are all here together … Continue reading An Awakening Poem by maria walton