Posted in Art, Body, Bones, Culture, Labyrinths, Mandalas, Maps, Photography, Place, Practice, Relationships, Spirituality, Structure, Vision, Wake Up, tagged circles, coloring as practice, Coloring Mandalas, Labyrinths, Mandalas, Susanne F. Fincher, The Great Round, walking the labyrinth, Wheel of Life on March 31, 2008 | 14 Comments »
I’m cutting it close on the March mandalas! In a few hours, it will be April. Though you would not know it by the 9 inches of blizzard outside the window. The Great Round: Stage Three mandalas follow one of my favorite forms — the labyrinth.
These have been the most fun for [...]
Posted in Haiku, Holding My Breath, Life, On the Road, Photography, Practice, Skies, Things That Fly, Travel, tagged airplane shots, the practice of haiku on March 31, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Somewhere over Arizona, the flight home from California, photo (not taken with my cell phone camera) © 2008 by ybonesy. All rights reserved.
how come the return
is shorter than departure?
finally, exhaling
-related to post: haiku (one-a-day)
Posted in 13 Moons, Animals & Critters, Bones, Culture, Dreams, Nature, Personal, Place, Practice, Recall, Seasons, Silence, Skies, Wake Up, Writers, Writing, Writing Practices, tagged Ali Selim, March full moon, spring in Minnesota, Sweet Land, Will Weaver, Wind Moon, writing about the moon on March 29, 2008 | 11 Comments »
All is quiet in my home. I am staring out at wind rocking the trees. Mr. StripeyPants curls up on the wool blanket beside me. I connect to something wild in him. I’m reminded of my March practices – mandalas and writing about the moon. Where has she been hiding? I don’t remember seeing her this [...]
Posted in Family, Life, On the Road, Photography, Place, Seasons, Skies, Things That Fly, Travel, tagged airplane shots, California, cell phone photography, family vacations, Hotel California, Santa Monica on March 29, 2008 | 14 Comments »
We buckled in Colby Jack.
(Monkey also came.
So did Wally the Platypus.)
We saw snow on the mountains.
(But where we were going,
there was no snow.)
It was down there somewhere.
Underneath all the smog.
Finally, we could see something.
Ah, yes, an airport parking lot.
We got our Ford Escape.
Look, the underside of a plane!
We drove our car to our [...]
Posted in Architecture, Culture, Dreams, Essay, Film / TV / Video, Fotoblog, Gratitude, Life, Photography, Place, Relationships, Vision, Writers, Writing, tagged Bill Irvine, history of the Parkway Theater, Independent theaters, Joe Senkyr, Minneapolis, Minnesota, movie theaters, movies, Parkway Theater, profile writing, red Ravine Guests, Teri Blair, the theater business, vintage on March 28, 2008 | 43 Comments »
By Teri Blair
Parkway Marquee, Minneapolis, Minnesota, September 2007, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
In 1989 the Academy-Award winning Cinema Paradiso was released. The Italian film takes place in a post-World War II Sicilian village, and chronicles the friendship of a young boy, Toto, and the town’s gruff but lovable movie projectionist, Alfredo. Toto [...]
Posted in Body, Death, Essay, Family, Gratitude, Jugular, Love, Personal, Photography, Practice, Relationships, Writing, tagged Bob Chrisman, death of a mother, hands, honoring death, red Ravine Guests, writing through pain on March 27, 2008 | 31 Comments »
By Bob Chrisman
I took a photograph of my mother’s hands before the visitors arrived at the funeral home. When she was well, she cared for her hands and nails everyday, but that stopped in the nursing home when she lost the strength in her hands and arms. Her nails grew long and dirty. That bothered [...]
Posted in 25 Things, Art, Photography, Practice, Quotes, Work, Writing, Writing Topics, tagged BIC, Flair, fountain pens, history of writing utensils, Main Street, pens, Sharpie, Sinclair Lewis, the practice of writing, using lists to capture details, what's in front of me, writing about tools of the trade on March 26, 2008 | 29 Comments »
El Rancho Cafe, Minneapolis, Minnesota, March 2008, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
Writers love pens. And paper products. Those are our tools of the trade. When I was younger, there weren’t that many choices: Sharpies (1964), BICs (1950), and Flairs (1966). I used them all. My current pen of choice for Writing Practice [...]
Posted in Haiku, Holding My Breath, Nature, Photography, Place, Poetry, Practice, Seasons, Silence, Skies, tagged holding space, the practice of haiku, the sun, winter in Minnesota on March 26, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Holding Space, Minneapolis, Minnesota, February 2008, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
lake frozen in place
yellow sun sinking behind
holding silent space
-posted on red Ravine, Wednesday, March 26th, 2008
-related to post: haiku (one-a-day)
Posted in Animals & Critters, Family, Growing Older, Laughing, Life, Nature, Personal, Place, Practice, Relationships, Topic Writing, Writing Practices, tagged bugs, doodlebugs, humans & nature, insects, memories of bugs, the practice of writing, writing about bugs on March 25, 2008 | 10 Comments »
There is a lot I don’t know about insects, spiders, and bugs. I do know they are connected to memories, sometimes traumatic memories. I had no idea my family had so many connected memories about bugs and creepy crawlers until this Writing Topic was posted and I started reading their comments. Memories are part of [...]
Posted in Animals & Critters, Family, Nature, Personal, Practice, Topic Writing, Writing Practices, tagged arthropods, bugs, insects, writing about bugs on March 24, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I don’t know much about bugs. Not their scientific names nor which ones are considered to be insects and which are not. I think insects are a subset of a larger group called arthropods, of which spiders are also a subset. And I think there is something about a bug’s body — how many sections [...]
Posted in Haiku, Nature, Photography, Place, Poetry, Practice, Seasons, tagged cedars, changing seasons, the practice of haiku, trees on March 22, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Coming Up For Air, Minneapolis, Minnesota, March 2008, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
buried in March snow
cedar branches flex and bend
coming up for air
-posted on red Ravine, Saturday, March 22nd, 2008
-related to post: haiku (one-a-day)
Posted in Animals & Critters, Haiku, Holding My Breath, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Practice, tagged creepy crawlers, home remedies, spiders, the practice of haiku on March 21, 2008 | 37 Comments »
big spider, Rock Creek Regional Park, Maryland,
photo © 2008 by R3. All rights reserved.
bugs, bugs everywhere
why do we invade their world
swirling stick circles
4 or 5 inch legs
webmaster spins silken tales
spider sense prevails
-posted on red Ravine, Friday, March 21st, 2008
-related to posts: haiku (one-a-day), WRITING TOPIC - INSECTS & SPIDERS & BUGS, OH MY!, and My Totem [...]
Posted in Gratitude, Haiku, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Practice, Seasons, Wake Up, tagged changing seasons, spring equinox, the practice of haiku on March 20, 2008 | 22 Comments »
Sun! Thank You!, Albuquerque, New Mexico, July 2007, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
dark in a half light
seed buds pull out of hiding
snowless sun, thank you
-posted on red Ravine, Spring Equinox, Thursday, March 20th, 2008
-related to post: haiku (one-a-day)
Posted in Animals & Critters, Nature, Photography, Seasons, Things That Fly, Writing Topics, tagged bugs, Child of the Earth, image of ants, images of Jerusalem Cricket, insects, spiders on March 19, 2008 | 39 Comments »
Child of the Earth and Me, a Jerusalem Cricket in the Rio Grande Valley on a March morning, photos © 2008 by ybonesy. All rights reserved.
The weather is getting warm, which means insects and spiders are coming out.
I almost burned the sausage the other morning on account of running outside to look at an unusual creature [...]
Posted in Haiku, Nature, Photography, Place, Poetry, Practice, Seasons, tagged change of seasons, the practice of haiku, trees on March 18, 2008 | 14 Comments »
March Leaves, Minneapolis, Minnesota, March 2008, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
wet snow and brown leaves
chase the budding potential
rivers through gutters
-posted on red Ravine, Tuesday, March 18th, 2008
-related to post: haiku (one-a-day)
Posted in Family, Growing Older, Life, Personal, Practice, Topic Writing, Writing Practices, tagged writing about mess, writing as a practice on March 18, 2008 | 5 Comments »
Something about Mess nags at me. I can’t put my finger on it, although I know it has to do with control, wanting a perfect life. Wanting nothing to get out of hand.
It’s not me, I’m not a tidy person. Although there is something there as I age. A desire to finally and at last [...]
Posted in Culture, Jugular, Life, Love, Nature, Personal, Politics, Practice, Topic Writing, Wake Up, Writing Practices, tagged making politics a spiritual Practice, March snowstorms, order & chaos, the Zen of flat tire repair, Turkey medicine, unity for the good of the whole, writing about mess, writing as a practice on March 18, 2008 | 7 Comments »
The world is a messy place. My home? It is messy in spots, little corners, under the living room table, around the computer desk. It finds order when we clean. And returns to chaos again. I usually recognize an order to the chaos. I manage to find what I need. I’m staring out the window [...]
Posted in Death, Dreams, Growing Older, Photography, tagged writing your own obituary on March 15, 2008 | 24 Comments »
In her post on names and the importance of names, QuoinMonkey wrote that “When we are long gone, our names are the one thing that will live on through time. My great, great grandmother wanted to be remembered by the things she loved. What epitaph would you want next to your name?”
A rich conversation ensued. QM [...]
Posted in Animals & Critters, Haiku, Nature, Photography, Seasons, Wake Up, tagged Baby the bullsnake, pet bullsnake, snake on March 14, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Baby Bath, Baby the Bullsnake taking a bath the first day she comes out of hibernation, photos © 2008 by ybonesy. All rights reserved.
coiled in water
baby awakens with flair
winter has ended
-related to posts: haiku (one-a-day), Meet Baby!
Posted in Body, Bones, Culture, Death, Family, Growing Older, Laughing, Life, Memoir, Obituaries & Epitaphs, Personal, Photography, Place, Writing Topics, tagged ancestors, cemeteries, epitaphs, excavating memories, family history, names, researching memoir, Shirley Ellis, the name game, what's in a name, writing about names on March 13, 2008 | 46 Comments »
I continue to pore through photographs and tapes of my trip to Georgia and South Carolina last summer.
“What’s taking you so long?” Monkey Mind yells from the wings (grabbing every opportunity to scratch his haunches).
“It’s a slow process, excavating the past,” I soberly reply. “Don’t rush me.”
Family history rises from the rich, black compost - memories, stories, [...]
Posted in 13 Moons, Everyday Art, Gratitude, Haiku, Photography, Poetry, Practice, Quotes, Seasons, Spirituality, Wake Up, tagged Dogen, Moon in a Dewdrop, promise of Spring, the practice of haiku, The time being, Zen on March 12, 2008 | 15 Comments »
Taste Of Things To Come, Minneapolis, Minnesota, June 2007, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
moon in a dewdrop
gratitude to ybonesy
deep bows to the spring
An ancient buddha said:
For the time being stand on top of the highest peak.
For the time being proceed along the bottom of the deepest ocean.
For the time being three heads and [...]
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