Ripplesong dreams….

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When I was a little girl I wanted to grow up to be a singer
and a florist (grin),
someone who made songs and flung them to the stars,
and grew flowers and filled the earth with beauty and blossom.
A singing farmer:)
As I’ve grown up and gotten busy with the messy business of life,
my songs and bouquets slide sifted into everydayness
and the love I want to sprinkle goes often tucked away in silent gifts
I send down the river with an open-handed prayer.
I like it that way.

But I’ve also danced with bookish dreams,
of sharing my heart on sweet-smelling paper
with anyone who wanted to have and hold
and diving in I’ve wrestled with how to do it true,
in a way that cultivates soft  buttery peace in the living, breathing place inside
and feels real to the very heart of me,
honest like a just picked bouquet of bloomers still dripping with dew
and poured out with wild abandon,

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~true in the vivid color that I love
…..it speaks a language that is super-expensive to print and I want it,
need it strong like my tea,
pungent like my herbs,  rich like my chocolate
and bright like the sun.
Whiskey in a teacup:)

~true to my love for supporting local
…..I don’t want to send my stuff across oceans to print
when the friendly faces who walk their dogs,
ride their bikes and buy their groceries where I live
need their jobs and do them well
right here where I keep shop.

~true to my paper-love
….stock that’s  thick and crisp enough to paste into journal or prop onto windowsill
or tuck by bits and pieces into notes for passing

~true to my love for seasons….I think in season and cycle
and love to share just plucked goodness,  like a meal I would serve you at
my  table,  sliced up juicy with the bounty of each month’s harvest.

~and true because it’s a present I get to make and give new,  over and over again
and that makes me ridiculously glad:)
I’m wired that way;  it lights me up.
There’s just no accounting for what gives a person crazy joy;)

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I have the first batch of these bright bouquets up for sale
in my Ripplespeak etsy shop
Ripplesongs June:)
I want to give some away to you,  oh please:)
Just leave me a comment and I’ll draw some names next week…..5 shining names:)

(can you tell how wide I’m grinning here?)

“….but we can do small things with great love.”
-Mother Teresa

 

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