Evening magpiecreeps my wet lawn and (ignoring the idiom) spears a worm. I think my favourite bird of all is the plain old, black and white Australian magpie. Although on close inspection the black is some sort of psychedelic midnight-dark rainbow blue.The dawn chorus warble often runs counterpoint through my morning meditation. It sounds like […]
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Beneath icing-sugar stars,The helicopters bladesWhip my dream. Our local hospital has a retrieval helicopter that often flies low over our house during the night. Occasionally so low that it shakes the windows and shudders the walls. Back when I was working in the emergency department it would often wake me just before dawn to the […]
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Sick of the rain Juno pulls clouds from his toys. The one thing worse than being in lockdown is being in lockdown on a rainy day.My dog is not impressed that his daily amble to check his pee-mails and chase magpies has been cancelled.He is even less impressed that our attention has been 99.9% diverted […]
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Do not letthe first hint of springbe pollen-duston a screen.
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This beautiful poem is by Jalāl ad-Dīn Mohammad Rumi From The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks A story is like waterthat you heat for your bath. It takes messages between the fireand your skin. It lets them meet,and it cleans you! Very few can sit downin the middle of the fire itselflike a salamander […]
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A little weird wisdom for the times.
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On twitching tails and galloping paws.
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Life is not as it seems. Nor is it otherwise.
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