A Bubble Bath of Clouds
Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.from “Autumn Day” by Rainer Maria Rilke
Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.from “Autumn Day” by Rainer Maria Rilke
Putting a brave face on is neither good or bad. It helps us get through challenges and feel a bit braver inside. But then what?
I dream of the day I wake up and words pour freely out of my head, I suddenly grasp depth of field and know how to perfectly operate all the settings on my camera, and I ride my bike effortlessly up a hill of slippery snow and zig zag through trees without holding my breath.
A month ago, I had a two dog life. It seemed like one day I was feeding, walking, and grooming two dogs, and the next day, I couldn’t get my older dog, Java, up off her bed. She went downhill so fast it was hard to take in. I’d sit, massaging her body and telling…
“Look in the direction you want to go,” my riding instructor would say. “The horse will follow your eyes.” This applies to riding a bicycle as well. Just ask me about the tree I stared at in my attempt to avoid it. Of course, there is the willfull horse who will go in the direction he…
Some friends are trying to organize a horse camping trip before the summer ends. “Go on a horse camping trip” has been on many a New Year’s resolutions lists and is also included on my “things to do before I die” list. If 2010 is the year my horse camping dream comes true, there’s a…
“Play! Have fun with it!” That’s what I was told at the first session of my latest writing class, “Writing Contemporary Creative Nonfiction.” We were asked to partner up with someone, find a couple items we had with us and use them as props to create and act out a play. Huh? I paired up…
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Thank you for posting the beautiful poem. I felt compelled to read it in its entirety. I found 2 translations of it on line – in a way, it was like 2 completely different poems. I prefer the version that you posted – more terse, but each word more full of meaning. The lines on being alone were very thought provoking – I could read them as being lonely or being content in being alone.
Thank you for all of your interesting posts and pictures you have done over the years. They are much appreciated.
Thank you Sandra!I’m glad you enjoyed it.