Would I Know

Would I know earth….without sky?
Would I know sky…without a tree to ground it?

Would I know white…without black?
Would I know black…without white to contrast it?

Would I know where to go…without a path to walk with?
Would I know the path…without knowing where to go?

Interesting where my mind goes…
When I allow myself to sit in the silence.
When I make space to listen.
When I simply observe.

Today's Miracle

Rain.
The trees shed their coats of snow…uncovering remains of last season’s color.
Imagine the strength? To survive? To endure?
To shine bright in spite?

Tonite - we light the first candle.
We sing. We eat latkes. We spin dreidels.
We celebrate a miracle.
A single drop of oil burned for eight days long.

Like the trees in winter.
We are.
Rooted. Strong.
We bend in the wind. We do not break.
We carry on.

Sweet November

It’s been days - maybe weeks - since I’ve seen the sun.
The trees and their branches appear bare.
The landscape - feels as if it’s lost all its glow.

Surrender.
Just be.
Simply notice without needing anything more or other.
It is.

And in that moment of acceptance - I stopped.
To look and see again.
Same eyes. A changed mind.
A different vision.

Sweet November.
Spirited…beautiful…full of unexpected energy and color.