Poems From The Porch Two robins and a woodpecker—hop, hop, hop, rapid t t t t t t tapping. Now the fluffy kitty has spied the robins,...

Poems From The Porch A multitude of blackbirds just flew by the window, and again, in waves, they glide and swoop. They are hopeful and...

Poems From The Porch The world is winter white today, and the once-rippling water under the oak is a solid mass. The blanche blanket...

Poems From The Porch The green leaves of the ligustrum are waving a greeting today. Lucy and I can see them from our snuggly perch in my...

Poems From The Porch The idea of being worthy or of deserving things is only relevant to those who do not understand that we all have a...

Poems From The Porch Quantum physics tells us that we live in a world of potentialities that manifest as we participate in it. This...

Poems From The Porch The opportunity to have our heads in the clouds, to be impractical and to daydream about creative ideas, has visited...

Poems From The Porch Good morning, robin! Good morning, rooster! Good morning, songbird singing so sweetly! Good morning, dogs playing...

Poems From The Porch photo by Alex Block on Unsplash.com It doesn’t matter what I do today, but that I do it as an offering to Love....

Poems From The Porch I brought a folding chair out to the field to watch the sunrise and toasted the morning with my coffee, just because...

Do you notice that there is a pattern of negative consequences in your life that seems to reoccur like clockwork? I realized a long time...

Rooster crowing Dove cooing Blackbirds announcing their flight overhead Chimes gracefully singing Tea light swaying All are part of the...

Poems From The Porch photo by Robert Lukeman on Unsplash.com to see beauty everywhere while not considering whether I am beautiful to...

Poems From The Porch Robin red breast hopping in the yard Blue jay observing from a limb Woodpecker persistently drilling for attention...

converting vice to virtue on the path of personal transformation The enneagram personality typology provides a map of the territory of...

Poems From The Porch To what freedom am I being called today? To what lightness of being? Perhaps it is the introspection of knowing what...

Poems From The Porch The blue sky calm of my peaceful porch environment belies the social unrest that is rumbling like a growl in the...

What would my life and relationships be like if my intent were just to be present? What if I were not trying to be efficient, be...

Poems From The Porch There is a strong wind gusting, inspired by the cold, and I feel it, too, stimulating my spirit with eager...

Poems From The Porch There is a particular joy felt when being outside, a freshness, an aliveness, a potential. It reminds me that we...