Accepting Impermanence

Poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen. – Leonardo da Vinci I am creating an entirely new type of poetry. Poetry illuminates my life with tints of stardust. I hope you enjoy my new genre of poetry. There’s more to come. Poem 01 [Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to …

Express Gratitude and Grace

Throughout this life, you can never be certain of living long enough to take another breath. – Zen Master HuangBo This is my Four Hundredth Post – 400!!! I started this blog to rekindle long-smoldering artful fires, and to hurl positive thunderbolts into the gaping void of antagonism and mistrust roiling the world. We all …

The Flowers of Autumn

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. – Albert Camus The magic of autumn has filled the air with golden ripeness. The shortened days and chilling winds add a pleasing crispness to life. All around, Nature paints the scenery with exuberant sparks from a blazing palette. The seeds of spring have …

Art and Imperfection

Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern. – Alfred North Whitehead Two mighty sentinel walnut trees guard the front yard of my childhood home. One tree is straight as a telephone pole. The other tree’s trunk bends about ten feet off the ground. One …

20 Ways to Increase Happiness

My wife and I were apart for eight months during the height of the Covid-19 Pandemic. She was in China, having returned for her father’s funeral, and I was here in the US. After the horrible winter, I began preparing our garden to put my mind at ease. I wanted to do something special for …

Mountain and Moon Fairy Tale

Today is the romantic Mid-Autumn Day moon festival. When I was a managing editor in China, I had to write a large percent of the new content for the monthly magazine and weekly newspaper. The city of Hangzhou is world famous for its Mid-Autumn Day celebration. One year I wrote a well received fairy tale …

The Tao of Now

Your hand can seize today, but not tomorrow; and thoughts of your tomorrow are nothing but desire. Don’t waste this breath, if your heart isn’t crazy, since “the rest of your life” won’t last forever. – Omar Khayyám This moment will never come again because it never disappears. We live in an ever-unfolding present. With …

The Sweetness of Patience

Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience. – Ralph Waldo Emerson The pace of life can be overwhelming at times. We live in an era when time is marked down in nanoseconds (billionths of a second). In the past I taught teachers about GPS, and I was often asked – how fast is …

Poem: Blue Moon Rising

Pulsating sinuous strands Spread along sandy flesh Like a lover’s luxuriant tresses across a pillow The approaching lantern of fertility Brightens the aching heart Drains away negativity Positive tingles prickle the spine Musky incense tantalizes the tongue Face into the wind and listen The blue moon’s siren call Echoes throughout the briny deep Silky steps …

Poetry: Touch of The Wild

A touch of the wild resides with us all Our soul-songs resonate with nature’s call Instincts stirred by nameless scent trails drifting in the wind Rise from ancient gray-green mind-mud Nostrils flare and pulse quickens The net of consciousness far cast into the wild landscape Subconscious skills engage gathered sensory echoes Body hairs bristle at …