Posted in Family, Gratitude, Holding My Breath, Home, Laughing, Life, Life In Letters, Love, Mandalas, Personal, Poetry, Relationships, tagged cycles of life, engagement, love poems, marriage, marriage equality, marriage rituals, marry me mandala, rituals of love, romance, taking risks, the joy of romance, the power of love, untraditional engagements on January 29, 2012 |
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Marry Me Mandala, for Elizabeth on her birthday, hand-drawn mandala photographed with Canon Powershot & edited with PhotoShop Elements, Golden Valley, Minnesota, January 29th, 2012, photo © 2011-2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
On the day you were born,
it's plain to see, the Moon and the Stars
aligned with the Sea—
a wild heart so caring and free
a better Aquarius you could never be!
If beauty rises from the love we carry
I see no reason why we should not marry
let the rest of the world fight over what it all means,
I know our love is everything it seems.
I want to live with you all the days of my life,
through thick and thin, amid hardship and strife,
from deaths and births and the long Dark Night
spring Joy and Art, and a good snowball fight.
Last night when we danced on the studio floor
I felt your love swell inside once more.
In bearing witness, here for all to see,
it's your birthday, Elizabeth, will you marry me?
-posted on red Ravine, Sunday, January 29th, 2012, for Shug
-related to posts: Gratitude Mandala — Giving Thanks
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Posted in Art, Body, Bones, Culture, Death, Growing Older, Holding My Breath, Home, Life, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Practice, Quotes, Silence, Spirituality, Wake Up, tagged blue monochrome, blue portal, blue states, cease to fear your solitude, coming home to yourself, gogyohka, haiga, In Memoriam, into the blue, John O'Donohue, Krista Tippett, my blue period, On Being, poets, poets as inspiration, silence & noise, solitude, stepping out of silence, the silence of nature on January 28, 2012 |
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Triptych: After The Blue Rain, inspired by Irish poet John O’Donohue, original photograph: an early Winter Solstice Fire 2011, altered in PhotoShop Elements, Minneapolis, Minnesota, January 2012, photos © 2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
after the blue rain
Have you walked
the barren landscape
of the chattering wire —
blue rain runs in the silence
of a white hot fire.
-posted on red Ravine, Saturday, January 28th, 2012, gogyohka inspired by Irish poet John O’Donohue after listening to one of his last interviews before his unexpected death in 2008: The Inner Landscape of Beauty with Krista Tippett, On Being (LINK)
When you cease to fear your solitude, a new creativity awakens in you. Your forgotten or neglected wealth begins to reveal itself. You come home to yourself and learn to rest within. Thoughts are our inner senses. Infused with silence and solitude, they bring out the mystery of inner landscape.” — John O’Donohue from Anam Cara (In Memoriam)
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Posted in 13 Moons, Animals & Critters, Body, Bones, Death, Dreams, Gratitude, Haiku, Life, Photography, Poetry, Relationships, Seasons, Skies, Vision, Wake Up, tagged Bear Moon, birthdays, black bears, call of the wild, Ely, gogyohka, January Full Moon, January in Minnesota, Jewel of the Northwoods, Jewel the Black Bear, Jewel's Live Den Cam, Lily & Hope, Lily the Black Bear, live birth of black bear cubs, MN Black Bear Den Cam, Wildlife Research Institute on January 19, 2012 |
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January Bear Moon, Olympus Shots, Minneapolis, Minnesota, January 2012, photo © 2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
Jewel of the North Woods
under the waning Bear Moon —
will you birth your cubs
on Lily's birthday? Or three days later,
when Hope's Spirit comes to play.
NOTE: Jewel the black bear is in the early stages of labor (you can watch at this link: Jewel’s Live Den Cam or check out the links in the poem to see Jim Stroner’s photographs of the bears). Jewel is a wild black bear, the sister of the famous Lily the Black Bear who gave birth to Hope on January 22nd, 2010 (we lost Hope last September during the 2011 Minnesota hunting season). If I remember correctly, it is Lily’s day of birth today, January 19th. I wrote the poem before I read the Wildlife Research Institute update tonight stating that it will be biologist Sue Mansfield’s birthday on January 20th (Happy Birthday, Sue!). The mystery remains, on whose birthday will Jewel of the Northwoods have her cubs?
The photograph was taken a few weeks ago at the Full January Moon. Liz and I went out into the urban Wild to photograph the Moon as she rose. Depending on your background, the January Moon is known as the Wolf Moon, the Cold Moon, and the Bear Moon (among many other names). It’s the Bear Moon all month long, not just at the Full Moon, and is usually one of the brightest Moons of the year. Stay warm, Jewel. It’s -6 in the Twin Cities and -15 in Ely, Minnesota. We are watching your every breath.
-posted on red Ravine, , Thursday, January 19th, 2012, with gratitude to biologists Lynn Rogers & Sue Mansfield
-related to posts: haiku 4 (one-a-day) meets renga 52, MN Black Bear Den Cam: Will Lily Have Cubs?
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Posted in Personal, Life, Practice, Topic Writing, Death, Writing Practices, tagged happiness, the practice of writing, Bob Chrisman, truth & consequences, life & death, beliefs, I believe, the meaning of life, karma on January 12, 2012 |
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By Bob Chrisman
I believe that I will never know the meaning of life, where I came from, why I’m here, or where I’m going when I die (if anywhere) because I can’t know those things from my limited perspective of the universe and how it functions. I believe that my not knowing doesn’t matter because I can’t and won’t know everything in this world or in the cosmos. It doesn’t work that way.
I believe in the inherent goodness of all people which somehow gets mucked up along the way by the environment in which they live, the people who raise them, and their capacity to endure hard times without being embittered. I believe we all start out life as innocents and the world around us works hard to turn us this way or that depending on so many factors that it’s pointless to worry about what one person did to influence someone.
I believe I will die. My personal experience tells me that everyone I know who has died is really dead and not faking it. Some people think they won’t die and I’m willing to hang around and see if that’s true or not. I can’t imagine anything more horrifying than living forever in this world or in another.
I believe I was meant to be a happy person—actually that we were all meant to be happy, but the world of illusion works to convince us we are not happy and are incapable of being happy without something else. We are constantly assaulted with the idea that if we have this pair of jeans, that pair of shoes, this religious faith, that spiritual practice, this deodorant, that breath spray—that something will allow us to live in eternal bliss. We have all we need right now to be in a state of bliss. Easier said than experienced in our world.
I believe the things that happen to us are neither bad nor good, that we don’t “deserve” to have certain events occur in our lives, and that life is random with no “cause and effect” in play. And by that, I mean we aren’t the victims of some karma or some deity who wants to even the score or restore the balance. I do believe there are consequences of our actions, but we can’t always know what those will be.
I believe for every drop of rain that falls…time’s up.
NOTE: WRITING TOPIC — I BELIEVE… is the latest Writing Topic on red Ravine. Frequent guest writer Bob Chrisman joined QuoinMonkey, Laura, and Sandrarenee in doing a Writing Practice on the topic.
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Posted in Culture, Life, Practice, Quotes, Recall, Secrets, Vision, Wake Up, Word Of The Day, Writing, Writing Topics, tagged A Place To Stand, Abraham Lincoln, Belief & Technique for Modern Prose, beliefs, Buddha, Edward R. Murrow, gogyohka, I believe, Jack Kerouac, Maya Angelou, principles by which you live, sprints, tanka, the art of practice, the importance of words, the power of words, This I Believe, words, writing as practice, writing haiku, writing practice on January 2, 2012 |
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||accept as true, credit with veracity, follow a credo, judge or regard
||v. 1. maintain, assert, opine, hold, consider, regard, conceive, trust, have faith in, confide in, credit, accept, affirm, swear by, have no doubt
||♦ In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true. — Buddha
♦ I believe that every person is born with talent. — Maya Angelou
♦ The probability that we may fail in the struggle ought not to deter us from the support of a cause we believe to be just. — Abraham Lincoln
♦ 20. Believe in the holy contour of life — Jack Kerouac from BELIEF & TECHNIQUE FOR MODERN PROSE
Do you believe in the Lock Ness Monster, the Man in the Moon, Santa Claus? Do you believe in finding Big Foot, flying saucers, ghosts in the machine? Do you believe this year will be better than the last? Do you believe in yourself, your visions, your dreams? The things I believe change from year to year, decade to decade. I used to believe in the tooth fairy, the Velvet Underground, peace, love and rock and roll. What do you believe?
In the 1950s, a radio program called This I Believe was hosted by journalist Edward R. Murrow. Each day, Americans gathered by their radios to hear essays from people like Eleanor Roosevelt, Jackie Robinson, Wallace Stegner, Helen Keller, and Harry Truman—anyone able to distill the guiding principles by which they lived into a few minutes. (For inspiration, you can listen to essays on broadcasts from the 1950s at This I Believe.)
What are the principles by which you live? Are they different than they were two, three, or four years ago? Do you hang around friends who share your beliefs? Or push to expose yourself to other ways of thinking. The goal of the contemporary version of This I Believe (revived on NPR in 2004) was not to persuade Americans to agree on the same beliefs, but to encourage people to develop respect for beliefs different from their own.
Get out your fast writing pens and write the Topic I believe… at the top of your spiral notebook (or start tapping away on your computer or Smartphone).
You can write a haiku, tanka, or gogyohka practice and post it in the comments.
Or you may be surprised at what you discover when you follow the rules of Writing Practice —- I believe…, 10 minutes, Go!
-posted on red Ravine, Monday, January 2nd, 2012
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Posted in Animals & Critters, Family, Gratitude, Holidays, Life, Love, Relationships, Seasons, tagged birthdays, black cats, black-eyed peas, cats, celebrate life, dragonflies, Dragonfly magic, Dragons, Good Luck rituals, Happy Birthday To You, Happy New Year!, Kiev, Kiev turns 17, my familiar, new beginnings, pets, ways to start the New Year, Year of the Dragon on January 1, 2012 |
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Black-Eyed Peas, Droid Shots, Minneapolis, Minnesota, December 2011, photo © 2011-2012 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
We are just about to dive into our rice and Southern black-eyed peas. A bowl of good luck to celebrate the New Year. It’s the anniversary of two couples that we know (Happy Anniversary!) and the birthday of our feline, Kiev. She was born January 1st, 1995 and turns 17 years old today. She will celebrate with her own tin of Fancy Feast Ocean Whitefish & Tuna Classic. Kiev is named after the city in the Ukraine and is the sister cat to a friend of Liz’s whose male cat was named Moscow. May he rest in peace.
Mr. Stripey Pants is sitting in a thunderbolt of sun, a zen-like state that makes me feel peaceful just looking at him. He is recovering well from his surgery. Happy New Year to red Ravine readers and people all over the world who are celebrating anniversaries, birthdays, and new beginnings. Peace, abundance, and prosperity on the journey through 2012. I hear it’s the Year of the Dragon. Does that include dragonflies?
-posted on red Ravine, New Year’s Day, January 1st, 2012, Happy Birthday, My Familiar!
-related to posts: Dragonfly Wings — It Is Written In The Wind, Eye Of The Dragon Tattoo, Dragonfly Revisited: End Of Summer
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