"Every second you give away light. We accept. We like this market."
This Market
12 Days of Omens
Twelve days of attending to what happens at twelve o'clock in your sanctum leading to the discovery of omens to weave a year with . . .
Turn
For my friends who turn . . .
Scarlet Begonia
You miss the garden, because you want a small fig from a random tree . . .
Inside Presence
Light dawns, and any talk of proof resembles a blind man’s cane at sunrise. Remember the passage, We are with you wherever you are . . .
Eco Printing Paper with Leaves
These autumn leaves are too tempting to leave untouched on the ground; just the sound that rises when walking through them is enough to make me want to disturb them . . . we don't usually think of *causing disturbance* as a 'fun' thing or something worthwhile, but that's where context is everything . . .
Rumi’s Quatrain 77
Rumi's Ruba'ie or Quatrain #77 seems to have inspired numerous translations, each with their own nuances . . .
Flowering
"The sound of salaams rising as waves diminish down in prayer, hoping for some trace of the one whose trace does not appear.If anyone asks you to say who you are, say without hesitation, Soul within soul within soul.There is a pearl diver who does not know how to swim.No matter. Pearls are handed him... Continue Reading →
Journaling with Maulana Rumi
Reading the Maulana's poems grounds me, provides comfort, and also opens doors to contemplation. They are a source of awe, wisdom, and inspiration that ever inform; that centuries after he lived his words are relevant today I find breathtakingly marvelous! I've been wondering: if he lived today, what would come forth? Following the thread from... Continue Reading →
Fire Cider
Eighteen days ago, I thought to mix up some fire cider inspired by the profusion of parsley growing in our garden. I buried the jars in the garden, swaddled in old clothes, inspired by the magic this method worked on the garlic ginger syrup. I just dug it out to enjoy during the equinox yesterday... Continue Reading →
