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*The Jewish calendar marks this time as the start of a new year, a fresh beginning, a space to turn inward in an effort to reflect upon personal shortcomings and the possibility of change. This is a spotlight moment to realize the importance of life, the value of meaningful interactions with friends and loved ones, with Nature and the planet, and certainly with Divinity. The ancient cry of the shofar (ram’s horn) opens our ears and hearts, calling us back into meaning, the meaning of this season, this moment, every precious moment of our precious lives. Wishing you sweetness on your journey, darling friends*

Today is new

Can you feel it?

Right now

The sun is cloaked in shimmering clouds

And the sky is streaked in pink and orange

But just for a moment

Because now the wind is pushing past

And snatching away the clouds

The cloak

Revealing the sun

And all it is

And you are new

Can you feel it?

Right now

You are cloaked in clouds as well

In yesterdays streaked with sadness and delight

But just for a moment

Because when you hear the shofar

Its ancient blast Will snatch away your cloak

Revealing all you are

Talk to Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing chats with poet Joan Myles: Season 2 Episode 1 #PoetryPlace #Podcast #NewsNugget

*I am delighted to share this podcast with you, Darling Readers, a discussion about poetry and life and everything in between with my dear friend Patty. Please take a listen, and join in the discussion by leaving your thoughts in the comments. Wishing you love and sweetness always.*

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In this episode poet Joan Myles chats with us about her life as a poet and more.

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Darling Friends,

You don’t need to be reminded how difficult 2020 has been. So many people around the world have suffered the loss of loved ones. Somany have lost jobs, their savings, their sense of security. Here in Oregon, forest fires have ravaged town upon town, uprooting families from their homes, then consuming those homes entirely. People gather at churches, colleges, the State Fair Ground. They gather their children, their animals, their energy and strength and push aside fear and loss to simply move forward.

They are not remarkable by any means. They are people like you and me and that guy over there whose name you never learned. We are all just people trying to find meaning during a time of incredible confusion and upset. Maybe we cling tighter to our religious traditions, to our prejudices, certainly to our loved ones.

And there is something even sturdier we might find, something deeper in ourselves, something truer about reality.


I’m not talking about the light from the sun or the stars. Sure, sunlight chases away our night fears and makes our gardens grow. We can all identify with the quiet devotion of a sunflower turning its face to follow the sun’s path. And starlight is a universal source of inspiration and strength.

But there is another light, a light inside each one of us, a flickering flame of uniqueness bestowed to the world in our name and image. It is a source and strength no other human can bring to this world. It is your light, your essence, your blessing for this world, this time, this moment.

And amid all the ash falling to earth, amid the financial and personal losses of these days, your light is vital. Your light can pierce through the smoke and red haze claiming Western skies. Your light can soothe and heal and enliven. In the solitude of your home, your room, your thought, your light is a blessing to everyone.

You need only to shine. Shine with the hope your breath inspires. Shine with the voice which is yours alone–in words, in song, in squeals of childlike joy. Shine with all you are, this moment.

And the light that is you and me and that nameless guy over there will spark something new and fresh and living, a wave of light opening the path forward.

Wishing you love and sweetness, my dazzling friends.

To All Refugees

Got the Martian sky blues

Ashes down to my shoes

No fresh air in my face

No sunlight anyplace

Fires ablaze all around

Houses burned to the ground

As we huddle inside

Refugees lives collide

We are all refugees

Fleeing hatred unease

Side by side

in the street

Voices raised

on our feet




DJ’s defeat

Blood Sky Lost Kitty

*A strange day here in Salem, with delayed dawn, reddened sky, and a kitten who tried to adopt us. Only after the sky lightened, and the air cleared somewhat did he venture away. Wishing you all sweetness and love as we navigate these trying times, dear friends*

Blood sky lost kitty

Callie ashes fall like snow

Trees and passions blaze

FYI!: The Writer’s Grapevine August Harvest Edition Is Now Available #Magazine

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The Writer’s Grapevine August Harvest Edition is now available



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