Apr 272006

How Good Can You Feel?

What if the air were filled with your favorite flavor and every time you moved,
you tasted it through every part of you right down to your toenails?

What if the air were your favorite color and every time you breathed,
thousands of teeny tiny feathers touched you gently here and there. Continue reading »

Nov 092005

Preparing for a fallow time

Hunker Down.  That’s what we do to prepare for winter.  When I’m in touch with the turning-in of winter, my focus changes.  Harvest of the growing season fills my cupboard with squash, potatoes, onions, and the last batch of chard.  The empty stalks of my asters, mums, and peony greens get cut.  I break up the stems and place them around the plant’s home in the dirt, following what I read by Ruth Stout. The plants die and disappear from view, shutting me out.  The body of the earth closes the doors, turns out the light, hops into bed and pulls up the covers. Continue reading »