Another season comes and goes,
The moments add up -
beautiful moments, sad moments,
and some golden moments.
You can't grasp them -
they're not for that,
but you can notice
with a breath,
a moment in time.
Maple leaves with painterly effect in Autumn in Baltimore, Maryland.
Often when I see the moon high in the sky,
I am reminded of a balmy night in Baltimore City,
when I was 19 or 20,
and feeling very pleased with myself,
sitting on the stoop of my very first apartment building.
The moon was shining above the tall buildings and trees surrounding me,
keeping me company like an old friend.
How many moons since then,
and still my good friend?
Photo of last year's Super Moon climbing throught the sea oats at St. Augustine Beach, Florida.
That moment when the wheels lift off the tarmac and you are airbourne, just inches from the ground,
you shake your head at the thought of this huge metal can flying
and off you go, into the clouds on a rainy day in Baltimore.
It's not raining above the clouds,
the sun is shining, and the sky above is blue.
And isn't that the perfect metaphor for all of our rainy days,
if we can just get above the clouds?
We have lift off at BWI Airport, full steam ahead!
Vulnerable we are, like an infant.
We need each other's care
or we will
Poem by St. Catherine of Siena (1347-1380).
From the Penguin publication, Love Poems From God, Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West.
Copyright © 2002 Daniel Ladinsky and used with his permission and my gratitude.
Photo of Laine and her twin sister, Libby.
This is one of the guardians outside the Paper Moon Diner in Baltimore.
She watches over a fun staff and good food and
an eccentric collection of "stuff,"
as you can see by the hundred or so Pez dispensers in the window behind her.
It's amazing what a little imagination can do for an old diner!
(The old diner being the restaurant, not the person writing this!)
It's great fun enjoying a meal there!
It is fascinating how many wild critters live side by side with humans.
Sometimes to their peril and other times, their salvation.
Yesterday a happy ending story came my way from Baltimore.
A baby raccoon was rescued from a down spout, 4 feet below the ground.
After being trapped for nearly 24 hours in the elbow of a cast iron pipe,
and over 7 hours of rescue attempts and everyone about to give up,
the little thing finally grabbed the hook on the end of the pole
that was being presented to him, for perhaps the last time,
and was hoisted to safety.
We are intrinsically connected to everything on the planet.
There are those of us who will stop whatever we are doing to do right by distressed creatures,
even if it takes all day.
And there are those others whose very lives embody that connection on a daily basis.
Hats off to all those who take the time to nurture life's pals,
you exemplify the best in us.
Lots of people helped the little raccoon - Ann first heard the cry for help and discovered where he was, then Jerry and Susan and Darryl got involved and called in others, like John from Critter Control who is holding "Rocky" and who delivered him into the hands of the Phoenix Center for the Rehabilitation of Wildlife and Kathy Woods, who will nurture him back to robust health and then introduce him back into the wild. The photo is Ann's. Thanks to all!
Looking after a little guy who is 13 weeks old
and listening to him gurgle and sigh and coo and poop and fart
and watching him eat like there's no tomorrow,
and stretch and grab
and seeing the smile that melts hearts,
there is the feeling that we really don't change all that much.
Oh, he can't wink yet, but we are working on that ;>)
And air guitar comes a little later too!
So, coo coo ka choo!
Photo of LainieBaby by Patrice Goham, at the Hon Fest in Baltimore.
If you don't speak Balmerese, try not to over think it...
Balmerese is the native language of the people who settled in Baltimore, Maryland. Hon Fest coming up in June!
The Last Supper.
One might be full of fear.
One might be unfaithful.
One might be a woman.
History or myth?
Truth or fiction?
What really matters?
Take away the rituals and the robes and aren't all the teachings the same?
Love. Compassion. Kindness.
We can change our world with love, compassion and kindness,
a little at a time,
Church window - St. John's Church, Mt. Washington in Baltimore.
Flamingos Glide Into Times Square in New York City!
They seem to have regained their color.
It appears that the hot chocolate the was so kindly shared with them in Baltimore has revived them.
It's Christmas Eve, how are you doing?
Are you getting your color back and warming up to the holiday?
That is my wish for you today,
no matter how busy or unfinished the day is,
may it be warm and filled with kindness.