By marybethrew, on April 12th, 2021%
One swallowtail hunkered down in the lawn, bobbing up and down as the wind went sweeping down the plain. Another I followed into the tall amber waves of grain in the back field, and located it two-thirds of the way down a stem, gripping on for dear life as each stem waved and whipped past its gossamer wings. I tried to take notes on how to ride out the turbulence. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ being ok
By marybethrew, on March 22nd, 2021%
I perch and hover on this equinox, my compass needle steadying but this orienting is an active state, an attentive tending. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ equanimity
By marybethrew, on March 12th, 2021%
The portal is open, the ideas are flowing onto the page, I am diving under each wave and coming up breathless and ready for the next. . . . → Read More: the portal
By marybethrew, on January 4th, 2021%
One of the things I’d like to remember for this year is finding out that going inward allowed me to, paradoxically, expand in ways I wouldn’t have guessed. . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ reflect
By marybethrew, on November 12th, 2020%
I was putting away seeds from the flowers I grew this summer, knowing I would need to have the memory of past flowers and the hope of future flowers tucked in a safe place in order to get through the flowerless days. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ seed bank
By marybethrew, on November 9th, 2020%
~rainbow mondays~
a splash of color on monday morning
a photo study documenting the colors of the spectrum: the balance points between light reflected and light absorbed
other . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ regulus calendula
By marybethrew, on October 27th, 2020%
There have been mercies this year, and because they’ve emerged amid wrecked fields of disappointments and loss, they shine like singular, luminous wildflowers. . . . → Read More: burning on the inside
By marybethrew, on September 16th, 2020%
Hope is a renewable option; if you run out of it at the end of the day, you get to start over in the morning. ~ Barbara Kingsolver . . . → Read More: ~black and white wednesday~ cycles
By marybethrew, on September 14th, 2020%
“How many fears came between us?
Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell
rained smoldering pus
from skies made of winged death.
Horror tore this world asunder.
While inside the bleeding smoke
and beyond the shredded weeping flesh
. . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ smolder
By marybethrew, on August 31st, 2020%
~rainbow mondays~
a splash of color on monday morning
a photo study documenting the colors of the . . . → Read More: ~rainbow mondays~ nourish
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