Go Fly A Kite!

Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child — our own two eyes. All is a miracle. ~Thich Nhat Hanh

watch out 4 the barn ~e macdougall

Voice on phone’s other end sounding weak & shaken;
she’d be unable to attend our planned rendezvous.
Efforts at consoling & reassuring
met with pained silence.
Even after decades I recall a feeling
of being told where to go.

When the 10, or so, year old boy
cycled toward me where my bike
was locked at the market, I smiled
until he got off & tossed his bike
right up against mine.
As politely as possible, I ask,
“what’s up with that?”
He unabashedly
told me where to go.

yes strings attached

Walking to pay the water bill
at the downtown city building
a young woman timidly circles
flowing fountain’s waters, then sits
with her feet in dancing coolness.
Looking embarrassingly shaken
seeing me witness her picking out
meager shiny coinage tossed along its bottom.
I pull out all the change in my backpack
handing it to her, wishing her safety,
misperceiving she’s telling me where to go.

A good tired from my day out
with its realization
that with forgiveness
in my heart for those who
hurt me during this lifetime
& forgiveness for myself
for hurting others,
I became light as a cloud.

I’m now able to hear
where others have been
telling me to go all these years,
wanting me to find freedom
wherever I was.
May they, too,
& may we all
soar!

For a little music from Mary Poppins for your flight
click here

ready for lift-off

treed kite ~d nelson

into the sun

playing with clouds