Just living is not enough…
One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.
— Hans Christian Andersen
gray-headed coneflower (ratibida pinnata)
"Just living is not enough…One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.”  -Hans Christian Andersen

gray-headed coneflower (ratibida pinnata)

"Just living is not enough…One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.”  -Hans Christian Andersen

The Bee is not afraid of me.
I know the Butterfly.
The pretty people in the Woods
Receive me cordially—

The Brooks laugh louder when I come—
The Breezes madder play;
Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists,
Wherefore, Oh Summer’s Day?

— Emily Dickinson
The McKenzie River, Oregon
"The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods receive me cordially -The Brooks laugh louder when I come -The Breezes madder play; Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, Wherefore, Oh Summer’s Day?"   by Emily Dickinson

The McKenzie River, Oregon

"The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods receive me cordially -The Brooks laugh louder when I come -The Breezes madder play; Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, Wherefore, Oh Summer’s Day?"   by Emily Dickinson

With no-mind, blossoms invite the butterfly. With no-mind, the butterfly visits the blossoms. When the flower blooms, the butterfly comes. —  Ryōkan
monarch butterfly on swamp milkweed
"With no-mind, blossoms invite the butterfly.  With no-mind, the butterfly visits the blossoms.  When the flower blooms, the butterfly comes. -  Ryōkan

monarch butterfly on swamp milkweed

"With no-mind, blossoms invite the butterfly.  With no-mind, the butterfly visits the blossoms.  When the flower blooms, the butterfly comes. -  Ryōkan

Without ice cream, there would be darkness and chaos. — Don Kardong
life truth #1…“Without ice cream, there would be darkness and chaos.” - Don Kardong

life truth #1…“Without ice cream, there would be darkness and chaos.” - Don Kardong

Even now
I remember something

the way a flower
in a jar of water

remembers its life
in the perfect garden

the way a flower
in a jar of water

remembers its life
as a closed seed

the way a flower
in a jar of water

steadies itself
remembering itself

long ago
the plunging roots

the gravel the rain
the glossy stem

the wings of the leaves
the swords of the leaves

rising and clashing
for the rose of the sun

the salt of the stars
the crown of the wind

the bed of the clouds
the blue dream

the unbreakable circle.

— Mary Oliver, section 7 of “From The Book of Time” in The Leaf and the Cloud: A Poem (Da Capo Press, 2000)
"Even now I remember something/ the way a flower in a jar of water remembers its life in the perfect garden/ the way a flower in a jar of water remembers its life as a closed seed/ the way a flower in a jar of water steadies itself remembering itself long ago/ the plunging roots/ the gravel the rain, the glossy stem, the wings of the leaves, the swords of the leaves rising and clashing for the rose of the sun, the salt of the stars, the crown of the wind, the bed of the clouds, the blue dream, the unbreakable circle."
Mary Oliver, section 7 of “From The Book of Time” in The Leaf and the Cloud: A Poem (Da Capo Press, 2000)

"Even now I remember something/ the way a flower in a jar of water remembers its life in the perfect garden/ the way a flower in a jar of water remembers its life as a closed seed/ the way a flower in a jar of water steadies itself remembering itself long ago/ the plunging roots/ the gravel the rain, the glossy stem, the wings of the leaves, the swords of the leaves rising and clashing for the rose of the sun, the salt of the stars, the crown of the wind, the bed of the clouds, the blue dream, the unbreakable circle."

Mary Oliver, section 7 of “From The Book of Time” in The Leaf and the Cloud: A Poem (Da Capo Press, 2000)