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I’ve always believed that a garden is worthwhile primarily for the magic it harbours. Enjoying a cup of tea in the sunshine this week, admiring our garden’s sudden growth, I caught sight of a clan of dragons frolicking in my ferns. Only this one was willing to pose for the  camera:

FernDragon

Spring dragons frolic
among fern fronds unfurling
mystical magic!

♦ ♦ ♦

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Tide's Out

Shorelines laying bare
fishing boats kneel in the mud
the sea takes a breath

Living so close to the Thames estuary, the tides give rhythm to our days that we can see in the skies, the rivers, our lives…

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Meandering paths
crisscross the planet, always
leading home to Self.

One of the deepest gifts we can give in this world is our attention — our full, open-hearted attention. And yet, it can be a hard thing to do in our busy lives when society often insists on judging us by our ability to multi-task with ease and grace. In reality, however, ease and grace come from an altogether different source, an inner place where we can take the time to listen to ourselves, to Spirit, and to those who matter to our hearts.

Because we travel so much, I’ve learned that I like to pay attention to Place and Person, which means I don’t like answering the phone and responding to emails when I’m spending time with a friend, and that I need to retreat into Quiet in order to take in the sights and sounds of Place when I am exploring new terrain or making pilgrimage to sacred sites. What works for me is to write on a daily basis, no matter where I am, because it is my writing that helps me to make sense of my surroundings and recogize my community. But then I wait until I get home to distill meaning and polish my writing. So it is only now that I have returned to the routine of my daily life that I am ready to write here about the travel delights that we’ve just experienced. I so appreciate the immediacy of posts from people who can process and publish more quickly, but I am also coming to an understanding that I, personally, work more slowly. Thus, I apologize for the time delay, but hope that what I say here will reflect my deepening understanding of the Path. I will be sharing the stories of our recent journeys gradually over the coming days, both here and on our Labyrinthos blog… I hope you’ll join me!

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England seems to have lost its Spring this year, but my calendar tells me it is May despite the weather. My foot is healing, and today we are off on a long-awaited adventure. We will meet up with our good friend Lea Goode-Harris in a few hours, then take the night ferry to the Netherlands. Tomorrow is World Labyrinth Day, and Jeff will be speaking at the Wereldmuseum in Rotterdam. From there, we will drive down the Dutch/Belgian/French coastline, returning to England through the Eurotunnel on Tuesday night. We plan to explore several labyrinths, rendezyous with old friends and new, and enjoy lots of good food! So it seems the season is blossoming despite the weather…

Cold rain turns colder,
Only my heart feels the warmth
of the Beltane fire!

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spring cleaning unearths
old projects, unwoven threads
of new inspiration

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Like much of the world, England is watching its weather with confusion and amazement as worry and amusement intermingle. In the same week that a hosepipe ban (water rationing) was rolled out across southern England, the heavens softened with irony and rainclouds moved in. We are booted up and duly engaged in endless weatherly discussions, happily debating the probability of forecast accuracy.  As an experienced ex-pat, I’m used to the talk…. but as a novice poet, I am intrigued and delighted by the poetic possibilities hidden in our weather updates. How marvelous to find lovely phrases weaving through the lunchtime news, gifts of poetic magic from the BBC! My pen had only to dance them onto the page and ease them into form.
Image
brollies at the ready
as shower clouds bubble up,
sunshine and shadow
Wherever you are in the world, may you find poetic delight in your weather this week!
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Hand to Heart

Damien Hirst was interviewed on British television a few nights ago… I was already familiar with his work and the controversy surrounding it, but I’d never really heard him talk about his own art. His words were touching:

Anything done well is art.
All art is magic. 

As I visit other poets and artists in blogland, I receive imaginal food for my soul which provides me with a sweet nurturing of my own creative nature. This, then, is a love letter to all those who kindly and courageously bare their souls and bring magic to life by offering their work into the world:

I savor your work;
your images flow through me,
transforming my heart. 

˜ ˜ ˜

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