sacred in the senses

Beltane approaches! Some years, I have been called to very proscribed rituals--the picnic under falling cherry blossoms, or the passionate walk through our gardens at dawn, greeting every living thing by name, and then dancing barefoot in the morning dew.  Sometimes I have woven community, dancing around the maypole with my goddess sisters.

This year, I am drawn to something without structure. J, dearest friend from my college years, is back in the US for a few weeks and we are going to spend the entire day at Sakura Matsuri. How rare is that to spend an entire day with a good friend? So often we rush through our days and flit from thing to thing.

It doesn't matter what we do on Beltane.  It matters how we do it and how we are done by it. Walking in gardens, listening to taiko drumming, catching up on a year's worth of experiences.  Just being in the moment, wherever that takes us.  This will be our Beltane, being in such mindfulness, so alive to the moment, that every cherry blossom, every beat of the drum, is savored with passion and delight.

How will you celebrate your day?

into the wind

i will write poems on strips of fabric
and tie them to the trees
words fluttering into the wind

when i am home again