I love this plant (Dianthus 'Peppermint Star) and a couple of weeks ago it had many, many blooms. It shed those and I’ve been awaiting the next round of blossoms and this one popped before the others reminding me of times when, we too can be the only one shining from the bunch. “Bloom where you’re planted” as they say, and if no one else is ready hold your own and shine on! 🩷
Iain Thomas
Wu Hsin
No Hurry
Cold
It wasn’t a harsh wind like one from a Northwoods winter night
But a fear-laden, icy attempt to freeze her own discomfort
She plays hide-and-seek with her bitchiness finding it in those
Convenient times when faced with reality of her past actions
I see her; she cowers at the thought of attempted healing
I know her; she cowers at the thought of contrition
I’ve been there; that land of self pity
It is rocky, desolate— no good can take seed and grow
Feigning comfort, she keeps herself wrapped
In a fluffy blanket of deception inviting in her delusions
And only those that will validate them
With her self-loathing she deceives
Not others as is her intention
Only herself
She is me, before I soaked in the warmth of my flawed life
That now brims with love
Tricia Schwaba, April 2026
Take Good Care
From The Purple Buddha Project
The greatest gift you can give somebody is your own personal development.
I used to say “If you take care of me I will take care of you.”
Now I say “I will take care of me for you, if you take care of you for me.”
Beauty From Darkness
Ruth Cross & Maurice Sendak
Illustration: Maurice Sendak
Open House for Butterflies by Ruth Krauss
Doorways to Breath Through Heart
2 of My Favs From Childhood
The Power of the Choir
Maria Popova- Changed By Love
What's Your Biggest Fantasy?
Humberto Maturana ,Francisco Varela
Brian Eno, English Musician & Songwriter
From The Marginalian, Photo Source, Anon
Speak To Me
Speak to me of love
Speak to me of truth
Speak to me of the heaviness that pounds you
Speak to me of the times you’ve been lifted above the human experience
Speak to me of the days you thought you might die
Speak to me of the healing power of nature
Speak to me of the stars that shimmer in the night sky
Speak to me of those who attempted to dim your light
Speak to me of friendships that sustained you
Speak to me of the days you felt you were drowning
Speak to me of your gratitude
Speak to me of the times you’ve been saved
Speak your truth
Speak your love
Speak to me
Tricia Schwaba, April 13, 2026
Alchemy Sound, The Secret
There are songs, that upon hearing the first few notes, grab me and call me to move. I suppose that’s called vibing. This is one of those songs. It lifts me up out of the heaviness of these very uncertain times.
For that I am grateful.
I hope you enjoy.