I started the day, Head down. I was lookin’ way Toward frown. Walkin’ and wakin’, Head down. Avenues shakin’ Toward frown. One little change made All right. Open eyes parade New sight. Turn my head to sun; All right. Sadness changed to fun New sight. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by Music for […]
All around me, there are these mechanical and technological things that are so consistent about their inability to do things the way I think they should. In so many ways, the way I live my days is channeled by these wizardly wonders. I — not so rarely — consider what life might be like without
it’s easy to not understand that seems to be the simpler of the two options to simply protest that the other is not coherent or understandable and so often i hear this approach used as the end of the argument though it has nothing to do with arguing and more to do with writing someone
The place where I live is infused with Expectation and delight. It is not a common abode. (That would be all too simple.) From edge to edge, it neither Holds nor bars memory. Instead, it invites the present: Dirt tracked in by the dog, Friends dropping by with a Package (literal or not), Seasonal items
you know how when you unroll a yoga mat it tries to curl in the same direction that it was rolled? that’s what today feels like. i just want to go with the flow; or better yet: the curl. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by muz4now, inc. All Rights Reserved.
Just for today I put the critic aside, Only offering You … And me Affirmation and grace. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright 2011 by Music for the Moment, Inc. All Rights Reserved. 64/1,000
sing to me about your sadness and about your joy i don’t want to wait any more to hear your celebration or your longing ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by Music for the Moment, Inc. All Rights Reserved. 63/1,000
On the one hand: A turn of phrase Or a phrase of turning, A twisted word Or a wordy twist: They are just words Anyway. Much better to attend To life: Grass, Leaf, Bark, Stream, Snow, Wind, Flesh, and Bone. Blink and you will miss them. The words will stay on the page. Come back
When sunlight hits a crest of snow The combination crackles with Brilliance. Does the snow or the sun know That they have created such a Wonder? Apparently not. For they each Carry on, undisturbed and Stalwart. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by Music for the Moment, Inc. All Rights Reserved. 61/1,000
Well, I can barely remember That day, now. I’m pretty sure it was a Tuesday, But I’m not even certain about that. In some ways it was literally So many years ago. In other ways, the sensations Linger like it was yesterday. It was a shocking grief And the most hollow sadness I’ve ever felt.
