hub

axe throwing

from the hands

of the children

…

the spaces

we spend time

exploring and

interacting with

are more than

physical or digital

destinations

routines

brewing coffee

as rain clouds

pass over us

…

rituals

whatever we want

to call them

are daily reminders

we have something

to be thankful for

and look forward to

side quests

painting around

the wasp nest

on the roof

…

may take us

away from

our main path

but they offer us

some timely advice

and perspective

along the way

sticky

old window

watching paint dry

in the afternoon

…

we might

be in the thick

of it now

but as the years

go by

we will be thankful

we stuck with it

steep, sip, savor

tea leaves

ground into a

sea of green

…

the world we live in

can have an order

to doing things

if we want to follow

the prescribed process

or we can take time

to learn by experimenting

around the block

the morning sun

above the trees

shines on the kids

…

as we take our walk

we will wonder and ponder

what are the things that make

our house a home

our people a family

our time on this rock

a legacy to remember

ridges

peaks form

as the bacon

turns brown

…

stand out

to us

no matter

how small

how short

how long

how wide

structure

appreciating

the falling leaves

off the maple tree

…

are we dreading

building a sand castle

that will one day

be swallowed by the ocean

or study the waves

of trials and tribulations

and be at peace?

load the car

summer camping

a group of bears

fight for chocolate

…

what if

we had boxes

to categorize

where things go

instead of just winging it

and throw things

in the trunk?

permission

afternoon train

stop and go

the rhythm of life

…

happiness

is our choice

sadness

is our choice

everything we decide

is our choice

and it comes from within

rally

summer ends

as we sprint towards

falling leaves

…

it may take

us some time

for us to find

the courage

to start anew

or try again

but it will be worth it

write to write

ink meets paper

a friendly hello

in my journal

…

the reason

or reasons

why we choose

to do something

at the beginning

may or may not change

over our journey

the invisible fence

cymbals clash

the lion dances

through fire

…

has potential

has risk

just like any opportunity

we must realize

there was never a fence

separating sides

only our minds and time

time out

horns blow

as the last ferry

casts away

…

to take

a moment

for us to breathe

and believe

we are ready

for what’s to come

after the break

experience

waiting

and more waiting

for water to boil

…

will teach us

many things

and it is up to us

to learn how

we will internalize

and utilize these insights

for now and the future

birthday

remembering

the first time

we got new socks

…

over the years

how do we

think about

our own birthday

and has it changed

since we were

a child?

fire drill kit

pacific salmon

smoke billowing

out the oven

…

it doesn’t matter

where we are

alerts and emergencies

will happen

and it’s up to us

to make sure

we are prepared

mikan

touch the sun

peeling away

into space

…

when all we wanted

was to be able

to understand

reflect and communicate

our experiences

and musings

to our audience

mountain or valley

to the summit

a wild strawberry

takes root

…

the journey

we embark on

will always have

a beginning, middle,

and end for us

to traverse through

one step at a time

nod

dancing birds

celebrate until

the sun rises

…

sometimes

one look or move

is all we need to see

as interpreting

these signals

will tell us a lot

more than words