Pathways

 

“Pathways” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Understand, I’ll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:

You come too.

Join me as we wander roads less traveled, into the unknown. What will we find just beyond the bend in the road? What beauty lies there? Hold my hand and I will walk with you.

Sometimes the path is rocky, curved or straight, and sometimes it takes us through the dark night until we reach the light.

Wherever we travel, wherever we walk, let's walk together. Let's share the darkness and the light.

Happy sharing and walking with dear ones through life's ups and downs. Sometimes the road is less travels and sometimes it is a bit crowded. Keep walking and stop to take in the view. The view can be more beautiful as you notice what you notice.

Sending love,

Marilyn 

Focus on the Stars

 

As the sun went down over the river I danced in the moonlight.

 If you cannot find me, look for me in the warm breezes of a walk by the sea or laying on the mossy cushion in the woods, under the trees or looking to the sky on a full moon night, I will dance. Look no further than your own memories of a peaceful time, where the sun warms your body and you can giggle with delight. Hold hands and dance with nature in your soul.

Dream of sails billowing in the wind. Wrap yourself in JOY.

 With a walk by the sea, embrace the sounds of the waves as they rumble over rocks and sand. Feel the mist upon your face.

And always hold a song in your heart.
Focus on the glimmers of light in darkness and turmoil.

Sing!

Sending love,

Marilyn 

Good Friends & Tea

 

I love these Rose Is Rose comics that I have saved from long ago. YES! Good friends and an afternoon spent together over cups of tea is my favorite thing to do.

This week it was a teatime with a tea friend. What a treat it is each time we meet. Teatime friends are the best.

We sipped a new Darjeeling tea and nibbled on trout and egg salad sandwiches with dried fruit and scones. The scones are in the pink napkin, as they were fresh from the oven. 

 

 

Then earlier in the week my "live-in gardener" and I had to initiate our patio with teatime. We have a small garden of potted plants on the patio. There is one cherry tomato, one tea plant, and many flowers and herbs. The herbs are basil, thyme, and rosemary. Then there are a few bonsai in the background too. Well you didn't think we completely gave up the garden. Being on the ground floor it feels like we have a garden out our backdoor, as beyond the concrete slab there are plants that the landscapers take care. Now that is the way to have a garden and not have to do all the work.

What is your favorite way to spend time with a friend?

Hoping you find special times often to spend with dear friends.

 Sending love,

Marilyn 

Focus on the Stars

 My brown betty teapot shows up often for my morning tea time. It is both utilitarian and (I think) pretty. Of course I like a nice stripe and it does show it's stripes. It pours well and harbors my tea inside. The lid fits snugly on top. And brown goes with about any occasion celebrated at the tea table. It is a dependable, workhorse and I am thankful to have it to hold my tea.

 It's the little things of life that bring us joy and glimmers of light. My teapot is one of those things. 

 

“The Teapot”

That morning I heard water being poured into a teapot.
The sound was an ordinary, daily, cluffy sound.
But all at once, I knew you loved me.
An unheard-of thing, love audible in water falling.

(from “Talking into the Ear of a Donkey: Poems”, by Robert Bly, W. W. Norton & Company, 2011. )

 

I always make my own tea in the morning; but I wonder how it would feel to have someone rise early to make tea for me. Really I don't mind making my own tea. My recent experience of having a realtor working for me in selling my house, I was reminded of the care another person can give in the little things of life. He made the transition from one place to the other better. He softened the experience with kind words and gestures.  Then when it was over he brought a gift that touched our hearts. A painting of our house.

 

 Kind thoughts, words, or actions from another, whether it is making tea or a gift make life softer. Those small things are indeed like audible/visual love.

 Sending love,

Marilyn