poetry

Twigs and Bones

When I walk among the trees,

I drink in the rays of light

that peek through the leaves

and my feet crunch the “dead” things

but they are not lifeless

see here?

insects march and work

fungus and lichen exchange food

the twigs lie in wait

to service fires and soil

and you are not dead – never were –

your spirit lives on in everyone you ever met

 

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Twigs – Drawing Practice

 

Personal Success

Remedy for the Blues

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by Ryan Moreno

I made the mistake of reading some news today. BIG mistake. What a downer. How dispiriting! But tonight, my family attended my daughter’s high school dance performance. Over 20 different acts, ranging from beginning to highly advanced performed in quick succession. And instantly, my spirits lifted. Kids of all ages, of all body types, and of all skills danced their hearts out. The audience was comprised of friends and families who hooted and hollered their encouragement, calling kids by name.

Dance. Art. Music. Literature. These are activities that require self-discipline, practice and focus. When you observe or participate in the arts, you are party to a deep, spiritual practice of love and harmony.

If you’re feeling “blah” or down, I highly recommend that you attend a local live show – preferably put on by children – immediately. Your spirit will soar.