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grateful for...

March, Zeke by me, all my new little seeds setting on warm damp soil waiting for the sun (catnip,lemon basil,peppermint,moonflowers,mammoth dill,bouquet dill), orchids, money in the bank, cran-grape juice, Ayla, ancestors, bison, spring sports especially soccer kicking off TOMORROW!, doves, self-expression, yellow, spring break, Ping, heels, daylight savings, Rambo, inner energy, vitamins, fruits and vegetables, water, sun, the earth mother.

Sea change

I've shared many poems and words of others. Here is a poem I just conjured up for ya, totally edit free (well pretty much)! Hope you like it, my thoughts on Spring and beyond, so close and yet, so far.

Sea Change.

Lately it seems to be,
spring is here but cannot see,
warming soil, trilling birds strive,
ever-lightening morning drive.

Wicked damp that cools your bones,
peeping sprouts curl past stones,
Painful change, and cutting wind blows,
Earth is heaving, winter's death throes.

During this time we try to find,
A sunny still place to rest our mind,
Calling summer back to this land,
I dream of heat, growth, and sand.



Welcome March. February, ciao.
Namaste,
Kat

grateful for...

energy, sunlight, seedlings, quiet moments, Spain, soccer, African violets, my classroom, spring break, soul food, spider plants.

grateful for..

skin care, friends, shelter, dessert, walks, Mission, skiing, snowboarding, curling, athletes, inner beauty, dogs, cats, rest, blueberry pancakes, vitamins, weekends.

Good Morning

In honor of Black History Month, here I share a poem by Maya Angelou. I'm listening to her "Letters to my Daughter" on CD, I highly recommend it for your commute or leisure time this February of 2010. May we all continue to listen to this little blue planet, and, of course, each other.

The Rock Cries Out to Us Today

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Mark the mastodon.
The dinosaur, who left dry tokens
Of their sojourn here
On our planet floor,
Any broad alarm of their of their hastening doom
Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.
But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully,
Come, you may stand upon my
Back and face your distant destiny,
But seek no haven in my shadow.
I will give you no hiding place down here.
You, created only a little lower than
The angels, have crouched too long in
The bruising darkness,
Have lain too long
Face down in ignorance.
Your mouths spelling words
Armed for slaughter.
The rock cries out today, you may stand on me,
But do not…

grateful for..

All my teachers that I ever had. Especially Mr.Coleman, Mr.Lamb, Mr.Beecraft, Ms. Jenkins, Mr.Dick, Mrs.Broyles, Mrs.Reeke, Mrs.Rhinhardt, Mr.Wickman, Dr.Sodamann Mrs.Anderson (kindergarten), Mr.Shane, Senor Steere, Senora Kramer, Senora Khan, Mrs.Abernathy, Mrs.Messer, Mr.Woodford, wow, it's kind of amazing how well I can remember them.

Hilary and her good ideas!

Wyandotte Swimming Pool!

Pandora

Wearing Jeans to work on Friday. Why is that soooo awesome?

Yoga.

grateful for...

Clean water,a nice husband, kindness, Maya Angelou (listening to letters to my daughter on CD, wow), human resiliency, peppermint, candles, pine trees, waves, salads, friends, March, April, even February with its whirling wind and ice, and little babies, so new.

2.7.10 Grateful for...

ed's birthday!

my washer and (new) dryer

snow

amaryllis

electricity/hvac

DIY

Terrible's Casino, ha ha, seriously. Free pretzels people. nuf said.

CAKE.

Grateful for...

My E.

Spring - I know you are hiding under a rock, behind a cloud, in a drop of water. I shall wait, of course, you knew that.

My health.

The office oasis.

Getting to work at 8am tomorrow, instead of 7. Dracula emerges from the dark. Ah!

Birthdays.

Babies.

Elizabeth Anne.

Freedom.

Tenure.

Exploration of new avenues.

Coffee.

Sleep.

My advisory students, they are awesome.

L.O.S.T.

Weekends.

Sushi.

Haircut and colors.

My soccer girls, they are awesome. Even when they test me.

Friends.

Foe types, they strengthen my character to be a better person and not "stoop".

My grandparents with whom I spoke this week. Key quotes, "farming is good when you're old, it's a gamble". and "I'm not doing anything very interesting". One is 89, one is 95, they are miracles on earth. I love them very very much.

Namaste,
Kat