Monday Haiku Aug 10 2015

bright blue sky above

a white puffy cloud floats by

i wish i could fly

sunset rock

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Sunday Haiku February 22 2015

Sooo yea I totally forgot to hit “publish yesterday’. I have been busy, I have seriously gotten back into writing fiction.  I don’t know where the inspiration came from but I am having a blast writing again. Any way here is my Sunday Haiku I hope you enjoy. Maybe someday I will ‘woman up‘ and start a fiction blog too.

Om Shanti

Cheryl

Hand touching water

dip into the well

drops of water on your hand

glisten in the sun

~c

Sunday Haiku Feb 8 2015

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New friends and old ways

Learn and grow always changing

me, a blessed teacher

 

I taught the Sunday installment of the Yoga Teacher Training this weekend. We talked all things yogi…Kundalini, Chakras, Pranayama…you know Life.

I am beyond blessed.

There is talk that being an old  crone is a bad thing, I don’t think so. I have reached a place in my life where I am so comfortable in my skin that I no longer worry about the skin of others. I am also comfortable with knowing shit and being able to share that shit. It truly is amazing to watch others grow. I stand on the shoulders of so many great teachers, in Kundalini it is know as the Golden Chain. I am happy to be part of that chain and to be able to continue my growth by participating in the expansion of others.

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picnic lunch, fun times:) pic with our teacher, mentor,

and friend.. 

Om Shanti!    Cyndi, Cindy, Leighanne, Tulsi, Mark, Frances, Rachelle, Amy, Tamra

Cheryl

Monday Haiku May 12 2014

I guess I need a new category – Monday Haiku – since I can’t seem to get any writing done on Sundays any more.

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Honeysuckle Haiku

 
A gentle spring night
Sweet smell of honey suckle
I walk with my dog
 
Fresh cut spring grasses
The wild roses in bloom
My dog walks with me
 
Still evening air wafts
Scents only summer can bring
We walk together
 
~C~
 
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My Favorite Rumi

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. Don’t go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don’t go back to sleep.

I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life. Now my loving is running toward my life shouting, What a bargain, let’s buy it.

Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?

 All day and night, music, a quiet, bright reedsong. If it fades, we fade.

~Jalaluddin Rumi

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~c

Sunday Haiku, November 17 2013

It has been a long time since I posted a ‘Sunday Haiku’. I think in Haiku’s all the time just haven’t posted any. My ex-hubby introduced me to haikus, I have loved them ever since. The Ex is a very intellectual man, no real street smarts, but a serious genius in many other ways.

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Sun is in the Sky
Shadows fall upon the ground
Between lies Spirit
 
Om Shanti
Cheryl