Thursday, November 23, 2006


Yes. GIVE THANKS with a Grateful Heart.

"If the only prayer you ever say is THANK YOU, it will suffice."
Meister Eckhart

Thank you for reading and sharing by email.

Thank you all for being part of my life.

Thank you to the God of all creation who makes this life possible. And gives us peace.

Peace within must precede peace without.

Monday, November 20, 2006



I am pretty good with geography so when they started talking about this on the radio today I began to wonder.

I have been to Plymouth Rock, Seneca Rocks, Red Rock, Slippery Rock and others but have no recall of ever having visited this Warner Rock.

So I turned up the volume and listened closely.

Oh NO.

They are now talking about Iowa. Is that the rock with all the flags painted on it? Is the artist named Warner?


They are talking about a TIMETABLE for the WARNER ROCK.


Yes. The war in Iraq.


God Bless all the Warnerock victims.

Let us have NO MORE WARnerock.

It really is what I thought they said!

Sunday, November 19, 2006

People make Peace

People make Peace.

People make War.

This bronze sculpture was made by an Iraqi artist who melted down some of his earlier works to make this memorial to those soldiers lost in the war.

A child expresses comfort to the mourning soldier.

We all make choices every day.

Thank You Karat for making this choice to honor those who changed the regime of Saddam. And thank you Bill for sending the story and image to me.

You did not need those bronze heads of his anyhow. We can all learn from this.

Let us choose a path of peace .

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Surprise Hawk

Marsh Hawk at Hunt

How does it feel to be the prey?

I nearly felt it today.

Seated in my car at the farm in the shade on a sunny afternoon.

I just arrived and had not even turned off the car so I am sure I witnessed something that was underway before I even stopped. Cool.

Swooping towards the windshield at high speed was a hunting hawk!

She flew less than arm's length from my open window.
I felt the air movement when I pointed to her.

I watched the follow-through in my side view mirror.
The target was a black and white cat hunkered down at the edge of the driveway.

I guess I was enough of a surprise to jolt the hunter a bit because she stopped diving and with just a flick of her feathers was gliding upwards and away.

The poor silly city cat was still hunkered down with flattened ears. It looked like it was stunned. The other farm cats scattered into the brush, no dummies.

But I cherish the moment. Another reminder of my totem creature at a critical time in my life.

I recall tonight how I earned my nickname "hawkwoman" and feel very connected with my mentors and Earth and indigenous peoples. More than I can capture in a few words right now. But I had to tell you.

If you do not recognize the name Marsh Hawk, it is an older name which has been changed to Harrier. (Circus cyaneus) Falconiformes.

Look here for a little of its natural history. Yes, I saw it close and in real living color and could tell you it was a female. There are color differences. http://www.1000birds.com/latest20050219NHA.htm

What a gift to see her. Thank you.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Autumn Leaves

green place
Leaves changing colors. Autumn in full swing.

Raking ranks HIGH on my list of things to do.

The kind of day you want to stretch out on the hammock and let the falling leaves cover you.

But after chasing only ONE LEAF, I got busy.

It seems we always have more to do.

Well, there will be more leaves to play with tomorrow because it is raining hard tonight.

I love how the ash tree loses all of its leaves before most of the other trees really get started. Then it is fascinating that the individual leaflets fall one day and the stem falls a few days later.

I would like to say that is a "smart tree" conserving water resources and not letting anything leak out an unsealed petiole, but then someone would accuse me of humanizing the tree and that would be an injustice to the tree.

I think the ash tree in our yard is perhaps one of the most peaceful places around here. Echoes of an old song ring in my mind. . . down yonder green valley the ash grove enchanting... ta dee dee I forgot the rest of the words at the moment. ... I pensively roam. tis there where the blackbird is la la la la singing and so it goes.

Peaceful and enchanting.

Wish more of the world could be that way.