Life’s Abundant Joy and Wisdom

Sunflower. Joy. Utah joy. Porch clarity.

The last two mornings I’ve enjoyed front porch clarity. It’s sitting at our small bistro table. With coffee. With journal. With laptop. It’s friendly waves with a few passers-by on their 7:00 walks and jogs. It’s easy low 70s temperature, before the afternoon 90s come calling. It’s appreciating simple things. Like this blooming sunflower.

And then a few words, from my poetic heart, that is so much medium for my clarity and joy.

Greetings in your day.

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Perhaps
it is time for me,
maybe for you too,
to claim a next layer
of life and vocational simplicity.

Perhaps
it is the time for me,
maybe for you too,
to follow the night dreams
of ancestor guidance.

Perhaps
it is the time for me,
maybe for you too,
to welcome a next layer
of life’s abundant joy and wisdom.

The Simple Mornings

Peppers. Garden pots. Simple mornings.

This morning I sit, just for a little, on my front porch.
This morning, a simple morning, I crave settling.
This morning I sit, mesmerized just a little, by peppers in sunlight.
This morning, a simple morning, stillness it is.

Something is Happening in the Power and Practice of Story

In her book, Storycatcher, Christina Baldwin writes:

“Something is happening in the power and practice of story: In the midst of overwhelming noise and distraction, the voice of story is calling us to rememberer true selves.”

Christina’s book is one of my favorites. I read it sometimes for just a few minutes so that I can feel the spirit of her writing.

Christina is a person that so often inspires. From her narrative. From her insight. From her humanity. She’s one of the people that I’ve known personally that continues to be a tremendous guide and friend.

I’m in a week of writing. I’m writing stories to accompany my writing about Circle practice, principle, and nuance. So, yes, Christina inspires.

To remember. To be in joy. To love learning. To love crafting words into meaning. To catching story. To find my story posture. And live / learn from there.

On it goes.

Light Lifts Imagination

I love the way the light reflects in this photo. From a recent flight returning from Calgary, Alberta to Salt Lake City, Utah. I love the light on the scattered clouds. I love the illumination on the distant blue sky. I love the reflection off of this wing tip. I love it because light lifts my imagination.

My friend Jeremy Nash of Poetry Tribe also loves the light. He recently shared this Mark Nepo quote below.

As light causes a flower to open,
deep listening causes the heart
to open.

It is this flowering
that pollinates the world.

Here’s to deep listening. And flowering. In the doses small or big. In the elevations low or high. And to the way that light lifts imagination in ourselves and in the groups of people we sometimes seek to guide.