the further I drove, the closer I got to me distance restored my equilibrium and my regard for humanity traveling toward ten thousand stars only one needed to make a wish not on the brightest, but on one that stood out make a wish, I did I held tight to that wish, I did everything …
Tag: solitude
Mornings like this
Poetry exists for mornings like this The jasmine is bursting Orange tea leaves are steeping A gentle rain is falling One drop now thousands Last night’s wishes offered to the stars on me, now fall Your essence etched across my heart I retrace softly and slowly, all that you are I live for mornings like …
Poetry Outside (a special spotlight)
Poetry Outside by Linda Stecker i. Let there be poetry. Outside the fruit tree leaves are browning, struggling to live in the heat where I've neglected them. Inside I stay cool but I am struggling too; dehydrated, unconnected. ii. The birds only come to get their seeds. When the food is gone, so are they. …
A Quiet Progression
Never underestimate the quiet ones– the same trait that hushes their tongue is their superpower in a world full of loud voices clamoring to be number one. ************* I have listened I have agreed I have nodded I have conceded I have followed I have retreated I have let others interrupt I have had enough …
Tucson Road Trip – Part II (video)
Leave behind other voices. Discover your direction in the aloneness. Your restless soul needs stillness to hear its true essence. https://videopress.com/v/gICM8TNO?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true To learn more about MOCA, click here: https://moca-tucson.org/ Thank you for joining me on my Tucson Road Trip! 🌵 Be well. 💗 Michele If you missed my Road Trip Part I, here you go: …
Tucson Road Trip – Part I (video)
The stillness swept over me before I stepped inside. The rush of the city miles behind me. A lone hawk slowly descends in a swooping circle, riding the wind. The scent of desert rain and creosote, I breathe in. The only sound is the crunch of gravel underfoot. I step across the threshold. The rush …
Journey thru the Desert (video)
“The glaring light of the desert sun exposed a person's true face. I could no longer run or hide or pretend to be anything other than what I was.” ― Summer Shultz, from Stuck Wide Open https://videopress.com/v/6IkN2hSi?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true Sharing nature photos makes me as happy as being in nature. OK, not exactly, but I do enjoy it and …
“Solitude” (poetry recitation-video)
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and …
My Inspired Life 