little happy apple

be mine

the only important things in life are the traces of LOVE we leave behind....

happy st. valentine's day!

on the frig

symbiosis

sunless sunday watching the rain fall the silver maple branches reach out their thin ethereal phalanges to grasp the liquid pearls and cradle the droplets clinging ever so gently before letting go unattached

fly away

how about that full moon in capricorn?

today i just watched this little blue butterfly land and i watched as it fluttered about on the porch and did a pirhouette seemingly just for me...and it was just magical...all the irridescence, shadow, colors... poetry in motion. really. then i thought of that lenny kravitz song and for a moment i was lost in it all...

then it up and flew away.

...But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:
And now from having ridden out desire
They lie closed over in the wind and cling
Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.
~Robert Frost, "Blue-Butterfly Day"

the calm

just before a storm you can see the backs of the leaves, trees upon trees shimmering silver in the breeze... then the wind picks up and alas, there is a chill; the sky enveloped in a blanket of clouds... all at once the volume turns up: everything moves and shakes and goes wild and then somehow it is turned down again, suddenly still; the rain falls... nature's release... how quiet everything seems when you are watching the drops kiss a puddle, fleeting, like a peck on the cheek, in a moment, the ripples echo and linger, briefly distorting the reflection, then quickly vanish, and nothing has changed but nothing is the same.

i love that.

may day, may day

it's here! and botticelli captured it's essence so beautifully in this masterpiece...
 
"the world's favorite season is the spring.  all things seem possible in may." -   Edwin Way Teale

for your reading pleasure....a bit of may-inspired musings:

A delicate fabric of bird song 
Floats in the air, 
The smell of wet wild earth 
Is everywhere. 
Oh I must pass nothing by 
Without loving it much, 
The raindrop try with my lips, 
The grass with my touch; 
For how can I be sure 
I shall see again 
The world on the first of May 
Shining after the rain?
-   Sara Teasdale, May Day

also known as may eve,may day, and walpurgis night, happens at the beginning of may.  it celebrates the height of spring and the flowering of life. the goddess manifests as the may queen and flora.  the god emerges as the may king and jack in the green.  the danced maypole represents their unity. beltane is a festival of flowers, fertility,  sensuality, and delight.-  selena fox, beltane:celebrating the seasons
furthermore, the name for the month of 'may' has been believed to derive from 'maia', who was revered as the roman 'goddess of springtime, of growth and increase', and the mother of 'mercury', the winged messenger of the gods. yet this is disputed as before these deities featured in mythology the name 'maius' or 'magius', taken from the root 'mag', meaning the 'growing month' or 'shooting month' was used.-may mystical world wide web

it was the month of May, the month when the foliage of herbs and  trees is most freshly green, when buds ripened and blossoms appear in their fragrance and loveliness. and the month when lovers, subject to the same force which reawakens the plants, feel their hearts open again, recall past trysts and past vows, and moments of tenderness, and yearn for a renewal of the magical awareness which is love.
- sir thomas malory, la morte d'arthur

and in case you haven't noticed... the moon is full...(in scorpio)

The young May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna's grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
Then awake! -- the heavens look bright, my dear,
'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!
-   Thomas Moore, The Young May Moon

 alas, sweet may.

oh, tennessee

"Hold him over the light, he loves the light! You see how the light shines through him?"
when i was little my friend dawn mencaroni (i don't know how she survived with that name, but i really liked her; she made me laugh and we had a lot of sleepovers back when sleepovers were not so scary) she had quite a collection. it was all the rave growing up in the seventies; little handblown glass animals; mostly clear with bits of color accents. what a great idea! give kids small glass figurines!
this was long before those super pricey crystal ones your great aunt collected and put in a case. these could be bought at the hallmark store uptown with your allowance and just sat on a doilie on your dresser and you always had your favorite. mine, like laura's, was the unicorn (unicorn's were big; and everything lavender or purple, oh and those shiny satiny ornaments girl's hung from the ceiling).

here lies a small sampling of my antique bottles and blue glass collection...which is my closest thing to a grown up's glass menagerie. some murano pieces are nice too for a very grown up collection.
i like the way the light shines through it. oh how i love the light.

reflections

warning: existential content

there are a million songs and quotes and adages about how things are not what they seem.
this sunset for example- it is beautiful; the colors are like a tequila sunrise, the sihouettes are strong- but it is not real. it is merely a cropped image on your screen that is a photo of a photograph of a sunset in the reflection of the mirror of my car. I found it to be indicative of a recent opportunity to reconnect with an old friend. sometimes people and their vibrations really resonate with you and sometimes they do not. what i learned this go round was that no one is the same ever. you are not the same person this minute as you were a minute ago as you will be in the next. basically it all just validated how important it is for one to be truly present- which has been my new year's resolution. this impromptu visit was a big part of completing my picture. when we parted, the kids and she and I got a dandelion puff and all made a wish... it was so beautiful. i like making memories like that.

i am fascinated about the everchanging reality i exist in and how others also strive to find ways to relate within a shared reality... that interconnected "we are one" concept.
like in that moody blues song, where he says, is it real? or just an illusion? it is a great thought to ponder. how much of it all is real, what do we control or create or manifest? what about coincidence and synchronicity and time and relativity? what if all thoughts and words are energy. what reality could that create right now? it's like that be careful what you wish for thing.

sometimes i wonder. it is curious how much is real and how much lies under a thin veil. i could ponder it all day. but my mom is coming tomorrow.
peace.

let there be light

seek balance and harmony...

and spring arose on the garden fair,
like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
and each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"

today marks the first day of spring; the vernal equinox, when there is a perfect balance between light and darkness.  the earth is reborn in spring and new life abounds. it is acknowledged with celebrations and rituals by a multitude of cultures which denotes its' importance. on a spiritual level, it is also an auspicious time to mirror that perfect balance in our own lives as life births itself anew across the Northern Hemisphere. this is a fine opportunity to celebrate life itself -- and for no other reason.  use this time to move away from the darkness, to surround ourselves with light- kindred spirits with whom to play, dance, share springtime rituals, art, love, and laughter.  as we would strive to protect the earth's newness in the garden or with animals, it is apparent that humans too are delicate and need to be protected and nurtured.

i am grooving on the reconnective powers of my own spring, that which has grown silently and now needs my attention and energy to blossom- truly an ideal time to break the last of the chains that may halt one's growth- you have all the energy of the world behind you!!! it is a time of the maiden, and all is new and possible. susan j. bissonette said, "an optimist is the human personification of spring."

may springtide birth everyone a wealth of balance, renewal and abundance.

the best and safest thing is to keep a balance in your life, acknowledge the great powers around us and in us. if you can do that, and live that way, you are really a wise man.--euripides

the warriors

a closer look
inspired by that very same weekend....

life exhales against nature’s indigo backdrop
one with winter’s tranquil reprieve
puffs of white gently float and disappear
creating a void of time and space
four women glow in the December moonlight
present for an earthly respite
united by an invisible thread
armed with faith and trust
breathing in one another’s battles
healing wounds with laughter and love
each a sublime icon
quiet, focused, strong
reclaiming ground
planted firm and still
cultivated by friendship’s warm embrace
looking forward
anew with a forgotten spirit
nurtured by its’ light
reflecting on the season of within
the ethereal narcissus
patiently waiting to emerge
they blossom
silently celebrating victory