It Is Enough
Posted: January 22, 2015 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Yoga | Tags: Adventure, Anne Alexander Bingham, beauty, cycling, family, gratitude, Identity, kindness, life, love, Mindfulness, Omaha, passion, Poetry, Prose, writing, yoga 9 Comments…
To know that the atoms
of my body
will remain
to think of them rising
through the roots of a great oak
to live in
leaves, branches, twigs
perhaps to feed the
crimson peony
the blue iris
the broccoli
or rest on water
freeze and thaw
with the seasons
some atoms might become a
bit of fluff on the wing
of a chickadee
to feel the breeze
know the support of air
and some might drift
up and up into space
star dust returning from
whence it came
it is enough to know that
as long as there is a universe
I am a part of it.
– Anne Alexander Bingham
The End of This Year
Posted: December 31, 2014 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Yoga | Tags: Belize, gratitude, Jack Ridl, kindness, life, New Year's, passion, Poetry, Prose, The End of This Year 13 Comments…
The best place to be is here,
at home, the two of us, while
others ski or eat out. It will be
quiet. We won’t watch the ball
fall, the crowd in Times Square.
They will celebrate while here
there is this night. Tomorrow
some will start over, or vow
to stop something; maybe try
again. Here the snow will
fall through the light over
the back door and gather
on the steps. We will hope
our daughter will be safe.
She will wonder what
the year will bring. Maybe
we will say a prayer.
Kindness
Posted: December 18, 2014 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Yoga | Tags: gratitude, karma, kindness, Mindfulness, nebraska, Omaha, Poetry, Prose, Seva, snow, Stephen Dunn, winter, Winter Solstice 1 Comment…
In Manhattan, I learned a public kindness
was a triumph
over the push of money, the constrictions
of fear. If it occurred it came
from some deep
primal memory, almost entirely lost—
Here, let me help you, then you me,
otherwise we’ll die.
Which is why I love the weather
in Minnesota, every winter kindness
linked
to obvious self-interest,
thus so many kindnesses
when you need them;
praise blizzards, praise the cold.
A Dream Within a Dream
Posted: December 4, 2014 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Yoga | Tags: Body Image, compassion, Dreams, Edgar Allan Poe, Forgiveness, kindness, love, Mindfulness, nebraska, Omaha, passion, Poetry, Prose, reading, writing 4 Comments…
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
People Who Eat in Coffee Shops
Posted: November 6, 2014 Filed under: Kindness, Meditation, Yoga | Tags: coffee, culture, Education, Edward Field, kindness, love, Poem, Poetry, Prose, writting 9 Comments…
People who eat in coffee shops
are not worried about nutrition.
They order the toasted cheese sandwiches blithely,
followed by chocolate egg creams and plaster of paris
wedges of lemon meringue pie.
They don’t have parental, dental, or medical figures hovering
full of warnings, or whip out dental floss immediately.
They can live in furnished rooms and whenever they want
go out and eat glazed donuts along with innumerable coffees,
dousing their cigarettes in sloppy saucers.
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