Thursday, March 12, 2009

It Begins With H


The lovely Meg has invited me to play a letter game. She asked me to write my most favourite ten words beginning with the letter H. This was not an easy letter! But here is my list...

Heliotrope
I love this little purple flower mostly because it smells so good. To me, it smells like Thrills gum. Do you know this gum? My mom used to chew these little purple chicklets when I was young, and well, you know how powerful those olfactory memories can be.

Hosta
The leafy green picture above is what I love to plant in my garden because it doesn't see a lot of sun. Hosta love the shade...but unfortunately, deer love hosta. So my big beautiful hosta plant never lasts more than a few weeks before it becomes a sweet afternoon nibble for my big eyed, long-lashed innocent looking visitors.

Happy-go-lucky
I wish I was a little more of this at times. Happy people are contagious, so even if I can't consider myself always so happy-go-lucky, I can surround myself with others who will hopefully infect me with their joie de vivre!

Haberdasher
Ok, I got this one out of the dictionary (H is not an easy letter) and I have never seen it before. A haberdasher is a dealer in men's hats, shirts, neckties etc. Did you know that? Have you ever asked someone what they do for a living and were given the reply....*I am a haberdasher*? I like the word so much I kind of wish I could call myself a haberdasher.

Hippopotamus
It's just the most excellent word to say. It's especially wonderful when young children try and say it. Hippopopamos. I wouldn't want to run into one in the african safari though...apparently they can be not so happy-go-lucky!

Hodge-podge
I don't use this word often enough. It can have so many uses too...very versatile. Can be used for a whole hodge-podge of situations. ;)

Hug
All these big impressive words, but this little three letter word is one of the most wonderful. I love all kinds of hugs...bear hugs, warm and cosy hugs, long meaningful hugs, short goodbye-see-you-soon hugs, surprise from behind hugs, love hugs, friendly hugs, family hugs, and hugs to our loveable pets too. Have you ever hugged a tree? It is wonderful too.

Here
Right here, right now is the best place to be. In most cases, it is the most peaceful space to be. It is the most genuine place to be....and the most comforting when the world feels heavy from future worries or past hurts.

Hula Hoop
Do I get extra points for doing a double H word? When was the last time you picked up a hula hoop and swung your hips in hysterical laughter? We adults are really way way too serious. Hula hoops should be a required activity in the work place...to get over that mid afternoon slump. Don't you think?

Hocus-pocus
Magic is everywhere. This is a perfect spell to conjure good things and to believe in things that can't be seen but can definitely be felt. Try it. Say those words out loud and manifest something extraordinarily wonderful into your life.....right now!

Some other faves are hedgehog, harmony, heart, hibernate, hickory (had a sweet little kitten named Hickory once) happenstance, honeydew, hummingbird, huckleberry, and home.

Would you like to play? Send me a message and I will give you a letter too!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Evermore


A thing of beauty is a joy forever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

~ John Keats

Monday, February 16, 2009

A Moment Shared


I sat on the rocks next to that cobalt chair for over a half an hour. The entire time, a seagull stood on his own little piece of rock behind me. He did not move. He observed me, I observed him...but he stayed as long as I stayed.

I finally got up, gathered my things and passed him as I wandered back to the beach. He still didn't move.

I paused and turned to look at him once more, this still creature, and slowly moved toward him to take a picture while a stream of sunlight seemed to pass right through him.

I'd like to think we had an understanding, him and I. For a brief time, we were one in the same. I wasn't human, he wasn't bird... we were two living beings sharing an ordinary moment in time that didn't seem quite so ordinary. While the world kept hurtling through space, while the waves swelled and receded from the shore, while the airplanes and satellites and comets tore holes through the sky, while all the people and birds and ants busily carried on with their many important tasks, we shared a space of stillness.

He stayed until I was gone.
And he continues to stay within me.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

A View of all Universes


Look what I stumbled upon in my wanderings?
Someone has placed a chair on the edge of the world.
A perfect place to view all other universes, for when you look out beyond the edge of the world your scope of things is limitless.

You can see the ancient histories of the oceans from here...the expansive futures of the skies...and the infinite present moment of the horizon where past and future collide.

Past, present, future....which universe would you direct your telescope?

If I were to sit in this old cobalt chair nestled high on the rocks, I would point mine straight at that sliver of a horizon line, shining like a golden thread, catching the light of this very moment. I would focus carefully, allowing that light to fill my eyes and fill my soul.

It is a beautiful view.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Perspectives


I passed by a rather large tree stump yesterday. Surrounding it were sweet little snowdrops, like a ring of faeries, holding hands, quietly encouraging the poor tree to deepen its roots and gather the courage to grow again.

But maybe it isn't like that at all. Maybe those pearly white blossoms are happy that the tree is gone....relieved even. Maybe they decided to take root around that lonely stump because without the shady cover of towering leaves and branches, they have a much better view of the sun?
They do bloom in January, after all. They need all the warmth they can absorb.

But personally, I would like to encourage that tree to grow. If only the sunshine that tickles the winter blooms was enough to bring a beautiful oak tree back into its magnificence.

Just like me to root for the underdog.
If the story was a little different...if the tree was flourishing and the snowdrops at its feet were wilting due to lack of sunshine, I might be singing a different tune.

;)