Tap into it whenever you can! Morning has come. Don’t jump right of bed. Instead, let your creativity seep through the borders of your subconscious as you slowly awaken. Try to hang on for just a few moments to the messages and metaphors of your dreams. Give in willingly for a few lingering moments before the…

Would our eyes grow weary? — What if the world were all one color? You could choose the color beforehand. Maybe green. Every shade of green. Or blue. Every hue of blue. The sky, the ground, the ocean, the trees, the birds, the butterflies, everything that flies or runs or crawls, including you of course. Would…

The theatrical fury of Nature — The sullen summer sky too long overburdened with grief too long denied needed relief lashes out at the desiccated earth hurls diamond-tipped spears carves runnels in the dirt topples the shallow-rooted trees batters whatever remains drives the innocent insects and birds to insufficient shelter from the rain. While we, demonstrating…

And how blessed I am! — I admit it. I am a willing sucker for any raffle for a good cause, knowing from a lifetime of experience, that I will not win. I am never lucky as far as buying tickets and winning stuff goes. That’s OK. Instead, I have been blessed in so many, more…

I am a child again — Whenever I begin reading a new book one I know I will love from the very first sentence I feel a rush inside. I am a child again. Racing along on strong young legs plunging into the salty waves emerging after several hours waterlogged and wrinkled chattering like a chickadee. …

The brightest green of the year — The brightest green I shall ever know in the calendar of my living days delights my soul and lifts my heart the alchemy of July. The wild birds flit among the trees in eager, self-important ways, no doubt feeling energized feasting on their favorite foods half-hidden in the leaves and vines…