Morning Resilience: a Joy Work PoemWrap me in the morning light Burrow it down between my toes Slather my elbows in ease and Rest warmly along my spineJul 10, 202155Jul 10, 202155
Resilience: a Joy Work PracticeResilience sounds like work. It sounds painful and daunting. It certainly doesn’t sound like any fun. It sounds necessary, like flossing…Jun 27, 202123Jun 27, 202123
Stillness: Joy Work PoetryCan you find the stillness in the hum? The small space between the words, the banter, the music Where do you find your spaces for thought…Jun 4, 20219Jun 4, 20219
Joy Buddies: a Joy Seed Practice“You can’t resist puddles, Mama.” He’s right. I really can’t. I see them and I have to jump in them. I blame my youngest sister. She is my…May 29, 202120May 29, 202120
On the Edge of a New Normal: Joy Work PoetrySitting on the edge of a new normal A tottering quiet space left As an old way has walked out the door The new way sits beside me We stare…May 23, 202117May 23, 202117
Color Play: a Joy Seed PracticeColor is one of my Joy Seeds. Seeking color in the world helps me notice the present and practice grounding. Sometimes it’s color in nature…May 16, 20212May 16, 20212
Change: Joy Work PoetryI used to think change looked like a fire Terrible and fierce Sliding down mountains like an avalanche Destroying everything in its pathMay 11, 202114May 11, 202114
Open: Joy Work PoetryThe sky is soft and yellow The sun stretches in a thin golden stream through our bedroom onto the bookshelves The birds sing a new chorus…Apr 29, 20216Apr 29, 20216
Band-Aids: Joy Seeds of HealingKids seem to always want a Band-Aid. Simple, small plastic strips that somehow have a magic to distract and help the heal process begin…Apr 23, 2021Apr 23, 2021