October is a month of transition. Leaves willingly release the security of the branches that have nurtured them. Fully embracing their journey onto the earth – all in the name of something larger, something magnificent…trees storing up power in the form of nutrients in order to support new, healthy life in the spring.

Our lives follow a similar pattern. You may blossom and grow then allowing a part of yourself to “die off” making room for the new you, to start the process all over again in the Springtime of your days.

Here’s to releasing the dead wood in your life – the creaky, the crotchety, letting it all fall away, into the earth.

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November 25, 2018November 25, 2018 A Fish Named Karen2 Comments

I am just in love with this piece by Mary Oliver…

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My work is loving the world.

Here sunflowers, there the hummingbird-equal seekers of sweetness.

Here the quickening of the yeast; there the blue plums.

Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?

Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect?

Let me

keep my mind on what matters, which is my work,

which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished.

The phoebe, the delphinium.

The sheep in the pasture and the pasture.

Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart

and these body clothes,

a mouth with which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy

dug-up clam,

telling them all, over and over, how it is that we will live forever.

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