Tag: #small stones #mindful writing

• Spirit Hawk

  A hawk lifts from the pines and flies toward me across the lake.

  It lands on the grassy slope next to where I’m sitting on a blanket.

  The hawk grows in size, becoming bigger than I am.

  Its eye dominates my field of vision.

  I ask the hawk a question about how I should proceed,

  and in answer it flies away, back toward the pines.

  I try to follow it, but as I reach the middle of the lake,

  the hawk dissolves into the sunlight.

  My drawing of the hawk from my visualization.

  Day four, five-minute mindful writing, a small stone for Writing Our Way Home. 

  January 4, 2014

  #small stones #mindful writing, small stones

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• You can never step into the same river twice

  The river swells in its bed.

  Gray-brown petal-shaped swirls

  blossom like lips on the surface

  as the river churns its massive bulk

  downstream. Leafless trees branch

  from the cliffs like bones in the pale

  afternoon. The sun is too feeble

  to break through the sheen of clouds.

  A mother with pale hair leads

  her teenage daughter by the hand

  toward the marsh. The girl’s eyes

  are glazed. She follows her mother

  quietly, almost reverently, toward the woods.

  

   

  Five-minute mindfulness writing, small stone day 1, for Writing Your Way Home.

  January 1, 2014

  #small stones #mindful writing

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