The Ark

The Ark

The Goddess lay down her precious gift. 

Energy drifting through changing currents. 

Morphing, pushing, pulling, stop.

Cargo too precious, stumbles akwardly onto the new world.

New life on ancient shores.

Eternal energy on ephemeral shores.

Infant stumbles, dances, stumbles through the playground of good and evil.   

Stumbling, dancing, stumbling, stop.

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Passing through truths hidden, waiting to be found, on ephermal shores.

photos and poem by MIx Hart

Pictures are from Sunday's Easter egg hunt in my sister's yard. Miranda's daughters and my daughters participated. 
It was a lovely Easter supper at Miranda and John's house with my parents in attendance.

Fire Burning

Blessed Easter Sunday to all.
Miranda and I got up early for Bikram yoga. I got up too early as I forgot my towel and mat and arrived at the studio with a bunny tail (I had my shorts on inside out and the white tag flopped around on my behind as I walked).
Marley is visiting with Mistaya and the little girls are on their way down to Auntie M's to play. I am having my Momma and Dad over for lunch soon. I am sitting in front of the fire place in the 50's pad trying to warm up after a frozen breakfast shake followed by a freezing bath (Tabs and Mist hogged all the hot water  prior to my bath tub entry). Attended a neighborhood Easter egg hunt at Doe-Doe park yesterday. The girls had great fun. A nasty woman accosted Mist (who was kindly helping little Pip find eggs) to say she should leave the eggs for the younger kids--HELLO, Pip was the youngest kid there and my darling Mist is a sweet little sliver of a thing! Lucky thing Mist didn't tell me this until after we were home, other wise that nasty woman would have gotten it good from dear, sweet and gentle Buddha Mama.
OK, this fire is burning me up--I gotta get out of here. Oh, ya, a fire on our Mountain Friday night--close to evacuating us--hit it hard and fast and got it out--slept through the whole thing!
*The pics are from Crag hiking on Saturday.
**Notice anything strange in the images of us at the picnic rock?