stars and cells--big and small

this is what we are
the stuff that dreams are made of
stardust
forever

milky mist

the air is a milky mist today
rain falls steady, hard

in Japan the ground shook today
tears fall steady, hard

coffee in a white mug with a blue line around the rim

coffee in a white mug, blue line around the rim
steam swirling in the air

stretched out on the couch, sun streams playing on the floor
NPR on in the background

last night I heard the coyotes howling, 45 minutes of calling in the night
now, the pileated woodpecker taps out a tune

I smile

child mind, beginner mind...

Sitting in a circle of learners and teachers for two days straight and my smile muscles hurt. We listened to poetry, we wrote, we laughed, we celebrated babies who are coming into the world very soon, we celebrated an engagement and we said our goodbyes until next month. We are studying poetry and education for this class and it is so exciting. I can't wait to put the learning into place with my classes this spring.
Our teacher spoke about Emily Dickenson and read some of her work to us. I sat with child mind drinking in every word. It is so easy to be in class with beginner mind ready to learn what ever I can.