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Little Green Worlds

Today I am playing. With frigid cold, snow, and ice outside the window, I decided to play with green things, feel their life force, smell the soil on my hands. Below are some photos from the terrarium I created.  On the KatharineHouk.com website you’ll find some tiny terrarium pendants I made with living moss.

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This little green world was created in a glass cube shaped container, 5″ x 5″ x 5″. The people are approximately 1 & 1/4″- 1 & 1/2″ tall. I do have much smaller mushrooms to replace the “large” red ones, but the tiny ones need a coat of glaze to dry before I put them in a moist environment. The “large” rock was found by my granddaughter and added to the scene. Smaller stones are semi-precious. The bright sun washed out the green in these photos; it is much more green and verdant than it appears.

It’s the little things that keep me going.

Saint Dwynwen is the patron (matron?) saint of lovers and relationships; interesting legends and stories are associated with her. January 25th is the Welsh “Valentine’s Day.” I posted a “Happy St. Dwynwen’s Day” message on Facebook, and a friend asked if I would put it here, so here it is. Check out the Wikipedia link on her: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Dwynwen%27s_Day

Her stories remind us of the mutuality of love, and the pain when love is not reciprocated. Another version of her story can be found in the book Praying with Celtic Holy Women, by Mehan and Oliver.

Before going to sleep tonight, take a few moments to close your eyes, and with your imagination, encircle those close to you with warmth and love. If you are seeking a relationship, feel your heart open as you appreciate the goodness and love you already have in your life. And pay attention to your dreams.

(The above post was formerly published here in 2010.)

 

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Minnie is at rest.

For those of you who knew the cat Minnie (Mini), she died this morning. Thank you to those who helped me take her to the vet over the past few weeks. She will be missed.

 

Photo of Mini by Sharon Lips.

Adrienne Rich

 

In honor of Adrienne Rich.

Wisdom is knowing, understanding, and learning during the short time remaining to us.

Transcendental Etude

No one ever told us we had to study our lives,
make of our lives a study, as if learning natural history
or music, that we should begin
with the simple exercises first
and slowly go on trying
the hard ones, practicing till strength
and accuracy became one with the daring
to leap into transcendence, take the chance
of breaking down the wild arpeggio
or faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
–And in fact we can’t live like that: we take on
everything at once before we’ve even begun
to read or mark time, we’re forced to begin
in the midst of the hard movement,
the one already sounding as we are born.

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Thanks to The American Poetry Review for this photo.

https://www.aprweb.org/author/adrienne-rich

 

Spring Is Upon Us!

In February the snowdrops blossomed, and now the crocuses have joined them.

The bees, fuzzy with pollen, luxuriated in the blossoms.

My dead-letter folder

It is true.

NOT that I have died, which may be the conclusion some of you have reached due to my blog absence.

I have not died. It IS true that I don’t send on chain letters. Maybe this has something to do with being a loner – despite all the gatherings I’ve planned and coordinated over the years.

Now you know. So please don’t send me any more chain letters. They end up in my dead-letter folder.

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Right now I am in bed with my laptop, having hit my late afternoon energy wall.  I’ll begin posting here again, eventually. After all, it will soon be Spring, with its newness, freshness, and clarity.  Yum.

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Solstice Darkness

I thought I’d be experiencing silence on this dark, solstice night. But outside thunder rumbles in the dark, while rain pelts the windows. There will probably be no snow this Christmas.

Inside, the Christmas tree – with no lights or trimmings – stands in a corner in the living room. Hanukkah candles offer a small, wavering light, which will grow as the week goes on.

Winter officially begins, even as we are about to slowly see more daylight.

This has been an intense year for me, because I was given a gift which is slowly bringing into focus the areas of my life where I wish to use my energy. That gift is a “live-in-the-moment” way of being, acknowledging what is and moving on from there, one step in front of another.

The Christmas tree has not been trimmed because my youngest daughter is eager to do it with me when she arrives tomorrow. It will be a delight to be with two of my three grown children. Hopefully I’ll see my eldest daughter and my grandchildren in late winter or spring.

Here’s more light, in the form of light humor. My Jewish brother-in-law sent the following Hanukkah greeting:

Top 5 Hanukkah Songs That Never Quite Caught On
 
5. “Oy To The World”
 
4. “Bubbie Got Run Over By A Reindeer”
 
3. “Matzo Man” by The Lower East Side Village People
 
2. “Come On, Baby, Light My Menorah”
 
And the #1 Hanukkah song that never quite caught on…
 
1.  “Silent Night? I Should Be So Fortunate!”