Part of my morning routine at Mann’s Pond — an exercise where you imagine you are entering the sword/staff, then the staff entering you (hoshi otoshi in Shintaido). In beautiful nature, you are entering the world, the world is entering you.
When you finish a meditation, and open your eyes…
After a dance in the woods, a meditation on the beach, to find something inside, as the sun goes down, and you open your eyes, and it’s a new world.
Almost Rumi
I couldn’t think of a haiku for this, but it would have had something to do with isolation and finding inspiration or longing in nature, with an eye toward the poetry of Rumi. It would have been good.
Mann’s Pond Haiku 6/27/20
An old mill was here / and the same falling water / feeds a new flower (Notes: Mann’s Pond is my go to spot for exercise in the morning. Stretching, jumping, waving a staff through the air. With heron’s, swans, snapping turtles, this waterfall from an old mill in the early 1900’s. The center of the world for me, always … Read More
Haiku 6/25/20
radiate anywhere —beams of light, full round clouds / at Shaw’s parking lot (Note: I know, I know. This isn’t 5-7-5 syllable pattern. Doesn’t matter. I wanted to get the phrase “radiate anywhere” in on the opening line. It makes me happy.)
With a Shaven Head
ears are more prominent in shadows shirts catch on my stubble when I try to slip them on people keep advising me to put sunscreen on my head it’s a better look when I smile than have a worried look it’s very soothing to rub my head