Meditating Cat

Cruising along country roads this afternoon,
I happened upon a White Cat, meditating in
a blossoming orchard, listening to the birds.

Entranced by the joyous Symphony of Spring,
White Cat, akin to White Rabbit, sits entranced,
at one with Nature, oblivious to my presence.

 Adjusting to zoom, I attune to stillness of Cat,
inspiring breath to deepen and expand, infusing
all with the graceful Spirit of Divine Creation.

m/s. sage

2-23-14

Basting in Sunlight

The sun is warm on my back, neck and shoulders, as

I sit with pups, cats and rat in my Son's media room.

Off on an adventure, he and his love are visiting her

sister and husband down south, in Mission Viejo.

 Sipping a tall, Americano with light soy and stevia,

I attend to their loving, menagerie of critters.

Accepting the offer to help them out, I am

 gifted with this retreat from my own reality.

Several good movies, the Olympics and

internet aside, I follow my instincts outside.

Observing treetops dancing in the breeze,

I smile, as black pup, Cleo circles pool.

White and rust spotted pup, Link, is staring

at one of his pet rocks, now under water.

Avoiding obsession, I respond to pleading

eyes, roll up my sleeve and rescue rock. 

A lone dove coos, as a plane circles, gains

speed after take off, then disappears into blue.

Peace is still, until leaf blower, table saw and 

weed eater join forces, assaulting my senses.

Cradling Angel Messenger Cards and purple
journal, I surrender ground, take shelter inside.

Hungry Rat is making her self know, by clawing

at her large cage, but once bitten, forever shy.

After a last dip in the hot tub, my time here,

finds a natural completion. "What goes around, 

comes around, full circle says the golden eyes of 

black cat, basking in sunlight. Parakeet chirps.

Retrieving my things, I close the door to

the boys room, under the watchful eyes of

Luke Sky Walker and Sponge Bob, who

now waves farewell atop a pile of pillows.

Reclaiming my energy, I offer a prayer 

for my Grandsons, Son and his Mate,

" Divine Creator, bless, protect and inspire 

these four awesome, caring, humorous,
talented, Souls, always...in all-ways. "

Text alert, " We are almost home!"

m/s.sage

2-17-14

Pennies from Heaven

"Pennies from Heaven" are speaking to me today...

Three so far, catch my attention, one shiny, two dull.

They appear magically, in obscure spaces, as if from

nowhere, along with whispers from the other side.

I feel the presence of my father and hear the voice

of my first love, saying, "Happy Valentine's Day"! 

Sitting in the hot tub, while house-sitting for my Son

and his Love, I am enchanted by the reflections of trees

and birds appearing like magic, in a garage door window.

The swimming pool is still, clear as a scrying mirror.

I am transported into other worlds out of time,

until a pacing dog, drops a rock at my feet.

Eyes now open, my awareness shifts to

admire the yellow of a blooming daffodil.

A metal bucket with the word "Friendship"

on it, is half filled with weeds, not yet ready

to surrender their last, live, breath of green.

My Spirit is lucid, serene, calm and resting.

An approaching plane is rendered invisible

like the joy of loving Souls, now departed.

Songbirds are calling forth rain, as I retreat 

inside, to prepare to meet a Spirit Sister

for lunch at a local Mexican Restaurant.

Re-acclimating to my Son's environment,

I offer gratitude for this retreat, this small

wrinkle in time away from my daily reality.

In this animated world, with cats chasing dogs, 

rats stalking cats, and birds greeting the sun, my

heart finds rest and healing, inspiring a smile.

m/s.sage

2-15-14

Harmonic Valentine

Meditating at the river,

my breathing expands,

heightening my senses.

I am aware of the birds,

singing Valentine Songs,

as they mate and then nest.

The river's fullness flows,

abundantly since the rain,

carving out it's own story.

Returning home renewed,

I follow my instincts and

hang my laundry to dry.

After juicing organic veggies, 

I savor the natural medicine of

stir-fry and warm banana bread.

Gathering laundry off the line,

my heart sings a Valentine Song

of Gratitude for friends and family.

Buzzing  bees and screeching hawks

inspire tulip, almond and acacia trees,

to burst open into blooming colors.

As valley air clarifies from rain,

my creative impulses quicken in

anticipation of returning to Spring.

m/s.sage

2/13/14