Yesterday at the show as I watched the kids perform

my smile felt like the same one I smiled as a kid.

Inside I might as well have been twelve or six or four or two or one.

This morning in the shower I remembered that feeling

of walking in the rain peering at the world through my smiley face umbrella

smiling that smile.

Smile muscles remember and remind the brain

what it’s like to be a child and to see the world

that way.

Kids making music together at school

remind the goose bumps to tingle and the smile muscles to smile.

Seeing and hearing my kids on stage and their brother nearby

surrounded by people who know and love them for just who they are

is about as good as it gets for me.

Not a poem exactly, but not a long story either.

Just moments in time worth remembering and reliving.

This morning I read a post that gets a lot of readers on my blog. The poems I shared there feel just right now. Here they are again. Poems, rather than lessons, to live by, found once when I needed them, here again to share with you today. Happy Holidays, whatever that may mean for you. I wish you some small moments like these which make you feel just right.

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

~ e.e. cummings ~


“We do not believe
in ourselves until someone
reveals that deep inside us
something is valuable,
worth listening to,
worthy of our trust,
sacred to our touch.
Once we believe in ourselves
we can risk curiosity,
wonder, spontaneous delight
or any experience
that reveals the human spirit.” – e. e. cummings


‎”Instructions for living a life.
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.” — Mary Oliver