These clouds look as though they could be organized into words,
words that are literally written on the wind.
What would the universe like to say to us today?
A great blue heron can often be seen fishing on this beach.
There is a marsh just over the dune in front of her that would seem to provide an easy feast for a heron,
but there she is, hunting in the ocean, getting bumped around by the waves on her spindly legs.
She lands the fish – not every time – but she gets her prey often enough.
Her perseverance pays off.
Is there one thing that you are steadfast about pursuing in your life?
Are you prepared to withstand the oncoming waves, and the undertow?
Whatever it takes to stay close to your dreams, do it,
even if to others it seems like you might be fishing in the wrong pond, do it for you.
Persevere until you land that special fish that nourishes your soul,
again and again and again.
If you haven't yet found a dream to pursue, be steadfast in finding one.
Your life will blossom for the effort.
Is the spider who spun this web waiting in ambush in the vortex at the center, or is she so confident
that dinner will come sooner or later that she is napping there?
This web is very close to the ground. The filaments are probably very sticky.
If you were a little thing and got caught in it, you might not escape.
Our demons seem to wait in ambush for us. They set little traps and just when we get comfortable in the world,
they wake up from their naps and pounce on us, or laugh as we struggle in their sticky webs.
What to do? Run and hide? Stay and fight?
Ideally, we could play a game with them…
"Whack the demon!"
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"Bye, bye, demon, until the next time."
If that doesn't work, go for a long walk in the wind or to the gym.
That usually helps. Eventually they go away and you remember what a swell person you really, truly are.
It can be sticky though. So, if you find yourself in a demon's clutches, hang in there and
try not to be too serious!
"Hey, you forgot to put the seed out.
I can see you in there. You forgot to put the seed out.
Can I come in?
I bet I could find it and save you the trouble of carrying it outside.
I can see you – is that a cat in there? Is that you, Dj?
Hi Dj, can you get the bird seed?
Dj, can you hear me? I'm here, over here, by the door.
Is somebody cooking?
That smells good.
I'm over here!
Hey!"
Sometimes it's all that a soul needs – sea spray, salty air, the wind, and your toes in the sand.
It's good medicine.
Do you have a favorite place?
Is it near the ocean, on a river, or in the mountains?
Open space or sheltered by beautiful trees?
Perhaps it's a city, alive with energy?
Whatever it is, take two before bedtime and call me in the morning!
Perhaps this little sphere has fallen out of some distant orbit and plopped into the ocean
where it washed ashore with the tide, picking up a few hitchhikers along the way.
Insignificant from a block away, it becomes a fascinating object to scavengers on the beach.
If the sun had eyes would it ever be able to see the little planet that we live on from so far away?
Earth would be such a tiny thing that it wouldn't even look like a speck of dust among the billions of stars in our galaxy.
Yet the sun provides us with life as we know it – everything depends on its energy and heat.
Is it any wonder that the early humans worshipped our very own star?
Did the sun notice or feel the gratitude?
Our astronauts came back from space with the unique vision and understanding that the earth is like a large spacecraft,
orbiting the sun, and that care needed to be taken to sustain the supply of air and water necessary for survival.
The atmosphere is, after all, our spacesuit!
Points of reference:
The little planet in the first photo was about the size of a golf ball.
The average distance between the sun and the earth is 92,935,700 miles, also known as one astronomical unit.
Light travels that distance in 8 1/2 minutes.

What do we look like to the butterfly –
clumsy, mobile trees with no nectar to recommend us?
If butterflies only live two weeks or so, and some trees live 300+ years,
then the span of one human life must look to the tree the way that the butterfly's life looks to us – brief!
So,
What if the Hokey Pokey really is what it's all about?
Life can be overwhelming at times – aging parents, sick children, losing a treasured pet.
Even joy can flood the heart, so much beauty, so much love, so complex.
That's where our friends come in.
They walk with us even when we are apart and help us to make sense of our mortal lives.
Where would we be without our friends?
Here's to old friends, new friends and the friends we are about to meet!
Salut!
Gleanings From Living Long