Walking along the garden path,
wrapped in the warm spring breeze
and anointed by the sweet nectar
of flowers that are on display
with their dazzling colors
begging me to draw nearer
as the bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds
feast on the seasonal harvest.
The birds, often hidden from view,
rejoice in song from bushes, trees, and cacti,
calling out to each other,
as they embrace the warmth of the sun
and the mating rituals of spring.
I breathe deeply all the gifts
that have been given to me
on this perfect day.
Not clutching the joy that I have received,
but treasuring this present moment of being alive.
Category: Nature
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A Garden Meditation
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Relentless Appreciation
Finding Joy After Loss
When the heart breaks open from the searing pain of
unbearable loss and the walls crumble to the ground,
the unimaginable happens:
relentless appreciation for what is left behind.
It streams from my soul with the force of a tsunami.
My love for those I meet in person and online has grown,
and I feel joy when I spend time in their presence.
My soul is filled with peace as I traverse the garden path,
captivated by the beauty of the flowering plants
and the perfumed, soaked air they create.
I watch the flying creatures with fascination as they busy themselves finding food and building homes.
I love the sound of birdsong, whether I’m wandering outside
or enjoying their symphony from inside my home.
For knowing there is but a short time
between birth and death, I breathe in deeply
all that life has to offer me. -
I Love You This Much
“Such strange math. The way it takes so little to create a joy so large.” Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Little did I know,
my sweet Hummingbird friend,
that all the special qualities
that I have ascribed to you
when you flit about me
were already known by generations of Native Americans.
Your mere presence and perfection
reminds me of how much I am loved,
that something so perfect exists in the world
is a gift that I never take for granted.
I feel immense joy as I watch you maneuver
backwards and forwards, diving down to your favorite flower,
to fill yourself with nectar, satisfying your hunger.
You put on an air show with maneuvers
that would put the best pilot to shame.
And if the stars are aligned,
I get to see you at rest on a branch,
or bathing in a reflecting pond,
taking a moment to breathe in the world.
I stop as I take in your minute details,
calmness overtaking me as I
cherish this time we spend together.
You bring me hope and healing when my soul is troubled,
reminding me that there’s time to explore the world,
but I must rest as well, if I’m to absorb
the splendor that surrounds me. -
In the Arms of a Tree
I sink down on the stone bench
And let the tree envelope me in her arms.
Its limbs reach out in all directions
Providing me space to drop the weight that I’m carrying
With the promise that they will protect me.I close my eyes, and breathe deeply,
As my body releases its tension,
Allowing my ears to be my guide
To the message that nature needs to impart
As I take a break from the world.The water falls from the small fountain
With its steady trickle
Drip, drip, dripping a rhythmic beat
Into the pond below.The birds provide the choir
As they call each other.
Each sings their own tune,
Whistling and trilling as they look for their mate
Or for the joy of being alive.The shuffling of feet along the path
As people wander back and forth in this alcove
Provides a steady hum of life.
Voices muted as they take in the beauty that surrounds them.
Overhead, planes fly unaware of the quietude below.This tree is my haven,
A steadfast presence no matter what is going on
In the world or my head.
It’s rooted in my consciousness, bringing me calmEven when I’m not in its presence.
I’m transported to this tree in my mind’s eye.
My breathing quiets
And I find my serenity again.
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