Friday, July 10, 2015

What Breaks Your Heart?




















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser


What breaks your heart so completely
that the entire world can fall in?
This is what I want to know.
This is what would give me hope:

You, finding the answer.



© 2015/Jamie K. Reaser
From: Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World
A work in progress

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Dwelling
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Can you dwell on something that you pass
on by daily, never linger to know, and find the
beauty in it? That is what this tired world needs
now. Attentiveness and awe. Just devote yourself
to something small and simple. Take your time.
Go slowly. There’s no need to make a fuss about
it. We’ve had enough of that.


© 2015/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World" (a work in progress)

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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Returning
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser


The catbirds have returned from their winter wherevers. They
are attitude in the thickets, claiming themselves, claiming 
territory, rambling on about a wide variety of things that are so 
very important to them, it would seem. I love them, how and 
when they show up like this and change a place - make it both 
more known and more mysterious. Oh, how I delight in these 
simple wonders that will rip your heart wide open if you let 
life in. I’m a mess every spring – torn apart, remembering my 
humanness. Returning.



© 2015/Jamie K. Reaser

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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Dog Prayers
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

If you are stroking a dog's soft ears,
you are praying for something
better to become of this
world. Perhaps, you don't see my
logic, 

but I bet you can
feel it.


(c) 2015/Jamie K. Reaser

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Friday, April 24, 2015

Living
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Everything that is me, cannot be
contained in one version of me,
cannot be contained at all,
really. There is so much in here
that wants to get out into the world
and try on a thousand – maybe 
a million – ways of being. “What
do you do?” Oh, so many things.
So many wonderful things.


© 2015/Jamie K. Reaser

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Hiding Easter Eggs
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

She was terrible at it.
We’d find the pastel-colored, plastic
eggs filled with stale candy months,
maybe a year or more, later.

Behind the curtains.
Under the sofa cushions.
Beneath the lamp shade.

Perhaps a family dog would eventually
alert us to them, or we’d get around
to cleaning, or be looking for something
necessary that we’d misplaced.

We’d say, “Count them first!”

We’d say, “Make a map!”

But, it never happened and we’d be
left to joke that we had a particularly
senile Easter Bunny.

We can lose things so easily.

***

“Be attentive,” counsels Mary Oliver.

***

Tomorrow, we’ll hide eggs for the kids.

Across the green lawn.
In the trees and shrubbery.
On the jungle gym.

When all is said and done,
the baskets filled and
the sugar coursing, we’ll pretend
to have lost at least one.

We’ll say, “That’s in honor of
Grandma Billie.” And, they’ll
think us nuts.

***

It’ll be our way of being attentive.



© 2015/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Portraits" (a work in progress)

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