The Daily Napkin

Child's Imagination

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Sat, 25 Feb 2012 00:10:00 +0000

A child with great imagination
stood at the brink of insight

With a smile upon her face
eyes of wonder and mystery
softened even the toughest heart
As fantastic stories of epic proportion
flowed from her mind
tickling her lips on arrival

Spirit's Tapestry

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Thu, 23 Feb 2012 22:24:00 +0000

You are a thread…
in the tapestry of God’s presence

A note…
in the celestial symphony
of Great Spirit’s creative expression

And Great Spirit
is so in love with you

Beauty of It All

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 18:32:00 +0000

Soaring above
the little busy activity

He felt his heart expand
with the deep recognition
of the sheer magnificence
and awesome beauty

Of it all…

Bag of Dreams

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 21 Feb 2012 21:59:00 +0000

Stitched with threads
of memories and tall tales

And felted in hot waters
of anger and Life’s passions

My bag of dreams
in it’s jeweled beauteousness
contains implements of construction

Midst huddled debris of half baked ideas
and forgotten promises

Ready to start building!

Visioning

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Thu, 16 Feb 2012 18:57:00 +0000

Her excitement grew
like a shoot of bamboo
light, resilient and strong
headed straight up
to her lofty goals

Thrill danced in her
innermost moments
with dreams and visions
within her wildest imagination…

Tip of the Iceberg

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 15 Feb 2012 18:26:00 +0000

Overt admiration
bubbles up in the countenances
of those around him

Yet only the tip of the iceberg evidence
of the high regard
in which he is truly held

Palpable Love

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 14 Feb 2012 18:15:00 +0000

“I appreciate you,”

she said to the good man

that is her loving partner in Life

“I cherish you,”

he said to the good woman

who stood beaming Joy right in front of him

And their Love was palpable

in that simple expression of Truth…

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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY TO ALL BEINGS!!!

*Today's napkin was co-written by Dena and Marshal.

Beauteous Feast

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Mon, 13 Feb 2012 20:44:00 +0000

Sometimes once….
Just isn’t good enough

As beauteous and wonderful
as it may well be

Or, perhaps, it reflects
lavish playfulness

Either way
the multitude of birds
in the almond trees...
or the blanket of daffodils
on the side of the road...

Feasts for my eyes
and heart with awe

One

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 00:06:00 +0000

ONE

Ever always- all

So, who do I think I am

beyond that I AM?

Simple…

I am

• • • •

One Light

One Love

One

It’s all One…

Long Late Winter's Nap

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Sat, 11 Feb 2012 00:03:00 +0000

“Aw nuts!” cried squirrel
as he rolled over
in the midst of a long late winter’s nap

And he smiled with all he had
at the very thought…

One Brick at a Time

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 08 Feb 2012 18:11:00 +0000

Building integrity
one brick at a time

Awakening to the truth
of being a human being
doing human life

Aligned with Source
Aligned with Love

Sliding Raindrops

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 22:06:00 +0000

Raindrop slides along side

new bud budding slow

Bare branches soak it in

moisture fat and drippy

• • • •

Contemplating silence

in the midst of drips

and drops and gurgles

Whets imagination

Wets the dry earth

Shallow Waters

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Mon, 06 Feb 2012 18:06:00 +0000

Shallow waters

still or quick

magnify all aspects

of washed terrain beneath

• • • •

Let us bathe in Spirit’s shower

revealing hearts so clearly

Washed by tears of longing

clarified from within

• • • •

Shallow waters

can run deep…

Slapstick Comedy

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Fri, 03 Feb 2012 18:16:00 +0000

As one funny person
to another

Have you ever noticed
how much like a slapstick comedy
life can be?

Just step back a notch
and observe…

Wow! Now that’s comedy!

Path of Beauty

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 20:14:00 +0000

The path to joy
is paved with surrender

It is a short path

Meanwhile, a flower
in the garden
doesn’t always recognize
it’s own beauty…

One Day Closer

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 01 Feb 2012 19:02:00 +0000

Little squirrel
was movin’ slow

It was winter
don’tcha know?

Mornin’ sun
called out to him

Look, look squirrel
a new day closer to Spring!

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Happy Imbolc!

Wishing Well

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 18:27:00 +0000

There is a wishing well
in my sacred garden
that hidden place
where only I tarry

It’s near the swing
in the glen
near the tinkling voice
of the brook

Sometimes, I forget to toss in
trinkets of value
and wishes brightly

And, yet, when I do
life’s magic prevails

Childish Hearts

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 02:58:00 +0000

all mumbly was my memory
with sparkly spots
here and there
‘til in dream awoke
bright and shiny
warm and pleasant summer day

and you and I
with childish hearts
hunkered down
on plastic ride toys
and raced on giggles

‘til falling over with glee

Gratitude

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 18:11:00 +0000

Formerly known
as the dark cloud
The negative thinking
is quickly dispelled these days

with acknowledgement of gratitudes

Yes, it’s all great
and I am grateful

Human Hearts

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 19:13:00 +0000

Far off in a land
distant and strange
in a time long forgotten

there were people
who had lives of experience
and emotions much like ours

The human experience

Hearts of love

Spirit Tree

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 18:11:00 +0000

Roots spread wide and deep

community sprung up

a strong tree with thick branches

Let us sing in the shade

of the ever dancing leaves

Let us rise up and move as one

in the varied winds of change

Let us be a blessing

bearing fruit

for all our sustenance

Richness of Rose Petals

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 18:41:00 +0000

Tender thoughts
fragile with newness
and unfamiliarity
dropped like rose petals
on the shelf of fertile consciousness

Unwasted – only spent
this go around
adding richness to the moment
depth to the psyche

Potpourri of fodder

New blooms every season…

The Rains Came

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 18:12:00 +0000

It was dry and brown

cold to the bones chilled

Everyone chapped and uneasy

And then the rains came

The plants perked up

even amidst grey and soggy

Trees flexed with wintry breezes

Squirrels bundled up

in fluffed up fur

And old dried tears

were washed away
when the rains came…

Joy of Compassion

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 18:49:00 +0000

Sorrowful joy of compassion
wells up like a bursting flower

A flaming soul cleanse
grace in action
washes my cheeks

Flash springs of hot tears
follow their rutted path
to settle peacefully
in the pond of my heart

Rumblin'

noreply@blogger.com (Dena) — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 19:30:00 +0000

Rumbly rumbly
something’s grumbly
all topsy-tumbly

And little bug rolls up
as very tight as he can
to hide himself
to ride the storm

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If only good instincts
were always based on true perceptions
rather than skewed
by assumed and partial ones

Oh, what fun little bug would have then!