We Return To The Yoga Pyramid

Flash Fiction 55, Friends, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 23 April 2014 @ 5:20 PM 25 Comments

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we return to
The Yoga Pyramid
Easter Sunday

when Texan frogs
are about to light
jasmine candles

and

Australian frogs
are doing morning
sit-ups in bed.

some of us
have never
met, yet

we have all
known each
other since
God Googled

“how to build
beings who know
love is always
the way to go.”

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55 words for “Mama Z’s” poetry blog.  (Please scroll to her Monday April 21st post.)

I really really like the photos at her “Zen of Motherhood” blog too!  Check them out!!

Now  back to Texas…

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In the log cabin before we head down the path to the Om ceremony.

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Some of us meet for the first time.

That’s Walter Suhr closest to the blue cup.

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Tracy going into The Pyramid.

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Husband exiting The Pyramid.

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Chillin’ on the cabin’s back deck later.

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And a seventh Big Photo because I adore sevens.

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Scenes From A Texas Hill Country Spring Break Vacation

Beauty, Friends, Photography | Posted by Jannie on 22 March 2014 @ 11:38 AM 28 Comments

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Enjoyed a few glorious days with friends who are nearing completion of their all-cedar yoga pyramid.

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25 squares comprise the newly-finished floor, with the center one being extra-special.

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Here I am in my lucky blue hat…

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Once the basement cave is finished, guests will remove their shoes there, wash their feet in a stream pumped from one of the koi ponds, and ascend to the sanctuary.

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Quite the place!

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(That scaffolding will be removed eventually.)

Here’s a view of the pyramid from a mile or 2 away…

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See it?

Wait…

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I managed to get a lucky (because my glasses were in the truck) zoom shot of it…

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Near the pyramid is their log cabin home,

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which often doubles as a hair salon,

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and pillow fight parlor.

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A log cabin with WiFi and all the modern creature comforts — not bad!

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Wood is gathered for the fireplace.

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Chickens are raised.

One hen is actually named Kelly and one is named Jannie! And Kelly just laid her first egg!!

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Veggies are planted.

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And the bread — OMG, the bread!!

The lady of the cabin bakes it from her own recipe.

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BEST.

BREAD.

EVER.

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Her pancakes are from scratch, of course!

And her soup from those organic chickens she raises.

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Even Jannie, the hen will end up a feast one day.

(Hey, it’s a farm.)

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A farm with a hot tub on the sunset side of the house.

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From that deck you can see the stretch of road where I took the long-distance pyramid shots from!

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That was my wine!

3 parting tidbits about our stay in the hill country…

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I fell in love with that 8″ tall cactus,

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those blossoms,

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and am ever more in wonderment that the Universe could grace me with such an incredibly wonderful friend, who for some strange reason…. seems to like me too. :)

What’d I ever do to deserve so much awesome??!

~~ Posted by Jannie, who hopes to see you at the pyramid one day.

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Five Capodimontes — A Mothers’ Day Poem

Friends, Photography, Rooftop Yodeling | Posted by Jannie on 12 May 2013 @ 11:34 AM 14 Comments

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Five Capodimontes all in a row
soon to adventure by U.S.P.O.

Italian demitasses mailed far away
to five special ladies for this Mothers’ Day

One to my sister, four others to old friends
Two of whom are depicted here on the ends…

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That’s Kelly’s Godmother in pajamas on the right
Kelly’s Godfather Mitchell does dazzle in white

Yes, Jim was then and still is so handsome
Quite the carpenter and man — can he dance some!

The littlest dude back then was just three
The shortest gal there — yep, that was me

A toast to the sunrise in North Caroline
Little Dude’s now eighteen and I forty-nine

Five Capodimontes, but a sixth’s on my shelf
Heck yeah, I kept one of those beauties myself!

Will six cups be reunited? I really can’t say.
But I’ll drink and think of those friends every day.

~~ end of poem.

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And should you ever like to partake in the pre-breakfast drinking ceremony called “Solar Oops,”

face the sun, put your right foot out, raise your glass in right hand and say…

“Solar oops, ein klaren dag.
annen hinnen mit bingen slag.
oop mitt merken, hanne pa berken.
alle sommen — skool!!”

(Or a reasonable facimile thereof.)

It’s Danish, I think?

It basically means “Life’s good. Let’s drink!”

:)

And this just in… for Jannie this year
An iPad-made card from someone so dear!!

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All of you, you Mothers or not… blessings and much laughter today and always.

Love, Jannie

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Let’s Not Work Today (Or Any Day)

Friends, Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 6 November 2012 @ 2:55 PM 31 Comments

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let’s laze in bed
scrapbooking our
coffee into faerie rings
we’ll dance around
all day and half-past
the marshmallow moon.

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let’s sack race down
a curtain of sun to the
land of never-ending
cake baked by butterflies
with sunrise stained-glass
church window wings.

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let’s RSVP to the starfish
by text that, yes — we shall
soon waltz at the wedding
of ocean and sky.

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and when we’re older,
let’s grand jete up the
aisles of old photographs
smiling at us from baskets
and boxes and cedar chests
on the shelves of our hearts.

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~~ end of poem for dVerse Poetry’s Open Link Tuesday.

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Photos taken Saturday at my pal Suzie’s.

She designed and made those starfish from cardboard herself!

Still can’t believe I’m this lucky she’s my friend.

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For 30 Years…

Beauty, Friends, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 28 August 2012 @ 1:40 PM 47 Comments

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For 30 years I searched
every face in every airport
and train station for yours.

For 30 years I waited
in cafes and grand piazzas,
on balconies and beaches.

I dipped my eyes into
every city I thought your
laughter could be hiding.

Left my smile’s shadows
in baskets on doorsteps
in Paris and Dublin.

Sometimes I’d see you
on the other side of the
glass, clearing Customs

or your airplane
would be heading
to Alaska as mine
was heading back
to The Southwest.

Sometimes you’d be
an ivory silk scarf left
on a park bench.

Or the first tinge
of yellow on the maple
at my attic window.

Others you’d be the
first snow or a strain of
Angie” on the wind.

But you were always
the lilacs and ladders
leading to spring.

Always the lilies
I only had to open
the eyes in my
heart to see.

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Posted for dVerse Poetry Open Link Tuesday.

For a dear dear long-lost teenhood friend I’ve recently been blessed to hear from again via The Net after 30 years!

He saw one of my singing videos on someone’s blog and — voila!!

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Lilacs and limes painting from a free background site.