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I am a gardener.  As I mature my fancy turns from vegetables to flowers predominately.  For the past 8 years my well-shaded yard has been an intense task-master.   I am finally succeeding.

My diligent efforts to grow garden fresh tomatoes, lush strawberries and spicy jalapeno have given way to weekly trips to the local Farmer’s Market.  Too many trees make for too small yields.

Many of my favorite flowers have also been shelved in favor of low light, little or no sun varieties.   Repeatedly visiting the low light section of the Western Garden Book and re-reading relative issues of Garden Gate magazine, coupled with trial and error plantings, and I am finally having some real success.

Part of that accomplishment is acceptance.  Accepting that my beloved Geraniums blossoms but a little.  Relishing the sparse blooming Hydrangea and Roses.  Accepting the garden on its terms and not  imposing my will.

Learning to listen to the garden and work in harmony with its nature is a  very productive meditation.


If we are what we eat, we are also what we think.    Our thoughts  shape what we believe and who we are.

The majority of our thinking is wild; untamed.  Domesticating our thinking requires diligent training, intentional focus and unrelenting practice.  Start the process by editing the can’t, should, must do, have to words from your thinking.  Replace them with choice words.  I choose, I want to…empower your thinking.  This is the hardest work you will ever do.

Put a guard at the door of your mind with strict orders to deny entry to negative thinking; to the thoughts that sabotage  hopes and dreams; the thoughts that steal peace of mind, success and contentment.  Become the Master of your thinking.

“The world we have created is a product of our thinking.  It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.”  Albert Einstein



Like the ancients before us, we rely on the Sun to mark the beginning of the seasons; Equinoxes for Spring and Fall;  Solstices for Winter and Summer.  The Vernal or Spring Equinox occurred on March 20.

Spring celebration and sacred ritual abound as  Mother Earth awakens from winter’s slumber.  In China,  New Year is the most important festival;  so, too, for Christians, Jews, Pagans and Wiccans.  Iran celebrates No Kuz or New Day, and Russia embraces ‘the return of the light’ in Maslenitsa.

I invite you to celebrate this Vernal Season by giving thanks for regeneration, the beauty of  Spring, and the renewing of hope.

“As on the plum comes

blossom after blossom, so

comes the warmth of spring.”

Ransetsu (1673-1708)






No, not your close family and friends.  I am talking about marshmallow Peeps.

For several years now, my partner and I have engaged in Peep ritual.  I don’t know how or why it began, but every year we each buy Peeps.  There is a certain achievement status in being the first to score Peeps…and then it begins.

Peep placement and Peep integration:  Integration involves separating colored sets and re-joining them.  For example, the sill above the kitchen sink has two of each color (hot pink, bright sky blue, soft lavender and baby chick yellow) lined up smartly like the front row of a marching platoon.

Peep placement is where the fun really begins.  Acting independently over the next several days we each place our Peeps.  Some placement is standard, like the above mentioned kitchen window sill.  Other placement is furtively creative.  There are surprise Peeps,  they show up in places one least expects.   The bathroom  and bedroom are favorite haunts of the peeping Peeps.  And last, but not least, the artful, aesthetic Peep placement.

I have always felt a uniqueness around our annual  Peep ritual, and then I read  an article  in the newspaper.  I learned more than I ever needed (or wanted) to know from The Power of Peeps.  Just Born Inc. will churn out 1 billion Peeps this year.  There is Peeps pop art, Peeps topiary and Peeps diorama;  apparently no end to creative, decorative  displays inspired by Peeps. (We are definitely amateurs!).

And then, the last shock…people actually eat them!  Right out of the box, smashed, micro-waved, roasted and deep-fried, Peeps are an epicurean delight!

I never thought that my relationship with little marshmallow chicks was anything more than a simple bit of fun.  Even though it feels a bit odd to be part of a such a grand movement, I’m sure we will continue our annual amateur Peep show.



In my part of the world this  weekend marked the ‘spring forward’  ritual of Pacific Daylight Savings Time.  I, like many others,  have mixed feelings about this time saving artifice.

I am a morning person.  I don’t like  the time shift coming at the moment when the earth begins to wake from winter’s slumber;  however, I get used to it after a couple of weeks.

Yet, I have never been able to get past the time-saving aspect.  How do we save time?  The  hours in a day do not change. 

I am reminded of demonstration promos from the late Fifties touting the timesaving properties of technology.  Modernized kitchens, heating systems, communications, farming and methods of travel promised to free us from labor intensive living.  We all would now have more time to pursue a leisurely lifestyle. How is that working out for you?

We are adaptable and resilient creatures, but just when  we are totally settled into the spring-forward rhythm,  it is time to fall-back!   And our time-saving ability disappears with a slight of hand adjustment.




In astrological terms retrograde refers to a planet that appears to reverse its course. The planet Mercury retrogrades three or four times a year.  Mercury is the mentor and muse of communication and mental activity.  We are in the first of this year’s Mercury retrogrades, occurring February 23 to March 17.

Although these periods are generally viewed as difficult and challenging in the aforementioned areas, they also provide opportunity to pause and reflect;  to gain a deeper understanding of ourselves.

The current retrograde is happening in the water sign, Pisces.  Pisces is by nature sensitive, versatile and reflective;  further spot lighting the wisdom of honoring the energetic slow down of plans and projects.

I have but a cursory knowledge of Astrology.  If you are  interested in a deeper understanding of this phenomena and its effects,  I invite you to consult a professional Astrologer.

For the moment,  welcome the opportunity to pause and reflect on projects and personal communication.



This mornings discovery of spam in my regular e-mail, prompted me to search for better control, a filter fix/upgrade…anything to get rid of the obnoxious UBE’s (Unsolicited Bulk Mail).

Following Window’s 8 prompts, no matter what I did I could not get passed the second step.  I tried att/yahoo, Sonic, Firefox, and made  repeated visits to my PC control and management programs.  Alas, more than two hours later I am confused and unsuccessful.

Then, wondering just what spam is, I went searching for information.  Some things emerged from this formidable morass that I could easily grasp.  But I confess to being awed, not only by the legalities, but by the  volume produced via  this form of unsolicited mail.  In 2011, 7 billion pieces of spam were delivered by spammers through a process called spamming.

The contemporary  use of the word spam is traced to a skit from Monty Python’s Flying Circus, which I remember seeing and thought hilarious.

I am not laughing at the moment. However, as my mind begins creating a sardonic play on the revelations of this morning, a smile teases the conscious  corners of my morning adventure.  I can almost hear Monty Python singing, ‘spam,spam,spam, spam, spam….’


One afternoon my Mother remarked that I had always been ‘a high energy person’.  I was over 60 at the time, and her remark was stunning.  I had never seen myself in that light.

Perhaps I should have been more aware of my high energy level because of my stubborn refusal to slow down…to go down.  As a consequence, when I did succumb, I usually went down long and hard.

Thankfully, I have learned to allow.  With certainty, one of the greatest challenges of my life’s path.  Allow some circumstances to unfold, rather than find solutions in 12 hours or less.  Allow myself to meditate on a decision; allow the dust to cover the furniture; allow the dishes to sit on the counter overnight…you get the picture.

The hardest part of allowing for me has been letting myself rest;   especially when my ‘high energy’ drops out.  Yesterday was such a day and I allowed.  I didn’t feel good but I had no specific symptoms.  I did feel really tired.

I did not clean, I did not do laundry, I did not do paperwork, I did not make phone calls, I did not work in the yard, I did not clean my car, I did not cook, I did not watch television.

I read.  I rested.  I read. I dozed.  I allowed!  I have also learned to take it slow and allow myself to ease back into my ‘high energy’.

This morning I feel good;  I no longer feel tired.  I am slowly moving into the day.  Quite a grand reward for allowing!


The recent  beautiful spring-like afternoons awaken my dormant desire to deep clean.  As I contemplate my yearly ritual of sifting and sorting through closets, drawers, files and other cubbies, I am aghast at the amount of clutter.

Because I de-clutter on a regular basis the clutter conundrum surprises me.  It is at this moment that I consult Eric Abrahamson and David H. Freedman’s insightful work,  A Perfect Mess.  The authors brilliant look into the benefits of messiness console my perfection ridden guilt and help quell my inner critic.

Chapter One, ‘The Cost of Neatness’, begins with this quote from Albert Einstein, “If a cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind, of what then is an empty desk?”

Thank you Gentlemen.


“Some development of the capacity to be alone is necessary if the brain is to function at its best, and if the individual is to fulfill his highest potential.  Human beings easily become alienated from their own deepest needs and feelings.  Learning, thinking, innovation and maintaining contact with one’s own inner world are all facilitated by solitude.”

Anthony Storr,  Solitude

Solitude  for me is spending time with myself; reflecting, praying, meditating and most deliciously, not thinking at all.  It took time and practice to achieve, but the peace  that comes with ‘just being’ is profound.  And a state of  just being, of creative solitude is not easily accomplished in these times, but is an invaluable personal asset.

I invite you to enjoy the fruits of solitude.

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