Green door

Me my door

Durdle Door? You can keep your Durdle. This insignificant Dorset door has all the excitement without the fame.

Three or four times a year, I like to travel the short distance from my home and come alone to stare at one side of the green door.

This was an entry to a pastoral past. They who opened and closed this door are crystal dust. The trodden green crush of them is bedded in the pigment which flakes with every season’s turn.

Behind this green un-Durdle Door is nothing. Perhaps scratched up parts of dry mouse nest. Maybe remnants of Red Robin and his song.

This is my side of the green door. It is a standing ovation to my blasted green age

Love’s presence EveryNow

O my Friends!

O my Friends, a diamond sits lifeless and insignificant in the dark

The course of my life has been influenced by far more people than I have had hot dinners.
The more people I meet, and with whom I connect, the more I am empowered by gratitude to shine.
I reflect the love-light of fellow shining souls.
Our refractions seen by others and reflected in turn, imbue reality with significance, importance, energetic potential.
Thank you for your influence in my life. It is nourishment for my soul.
Thank you for turning your light toward me. You illuminate my heart, so I find grace and am empowered to share grace with more grace.
Thank you for honouring me with your Friendship, for its presence by my side delineates my humanity with brushstrokes of the divine
~ Love is present EveryNow