ninety-two

ninety-one

i spent the majority of my last day 

in california

looking into this amazing little face 

watching him dance 
and run
and laugh

and slide down the playground slide 

over & over again

i was showered

all day

with the sweetest

smiles

and

hugs & kisses

this is love

at its truest

at its deepest

at its best

ninety

 today i caught a glimpse of these pretty tulips

as i walked to the train station

and their brightness caught me for a moment

so i stopped

and smiled 

and took this little picture

and even though i am facing some

real sadness

right at the surface

i am happy to see such things as this

springtime sweetness

the promise of something new

eighty-nine

a few images from the beautiful west...

eighty-eight

rainy morning flower petal heart

home again

after a very lovely trip to my other home

the beautiful west coast

so many happy moments 

incredible people

familiar streets

bright sun 

bright moon

and so many new things surfacing

as my heart opens

and opens 

and opens...

eighty-seven

Ganesha, remover of obstacles

The universe is so generous 

if we are open to receive

it provides just what we need 

at the moment we need it

I opened a new book today 

and found this poem

it was absolutely one-hundred percent exactly

what i needed to guide me through this day

so much gratitude

You see, I want a lot.

Perhaps I want everything

the darkness that comes with every infinite fall

and the shivering blaze of every step up.

So many live on and want nothing

and are raised to the rank of prince

by the slippery ease of their light judgments.

But what you love to see are faces

that do work and feel thirst.

You love most of all those who need you

as they need a crowbar or a hoe.

You have not grown old, and it is not too late

to dive into your increasing depths

where life calmly gives out its own secret.

~Rainer Maria Rilke

eighty-six

breathing in

and

breathing out

learning to 

let 

go

*again*

learning to 

be alive 

and awake

in 

this 

very 

moment

this is hard work

this is love

this is the beginning of the beginning

eighty-five

more

 

 favorite

trees!

 

look up....

eighty-four

hundreds of small joys and inspirations

  

on these magnificent spring days

 

eighty-three

this is my

 favorite tree