Tea leaves leave uncontained longing . . .

Wednesday, June 18, 2025. It's Odin's day . . . Moderate Westerlies are forecasted to push morning storm chances out of TulseyTown by afternoon. Partly cloudy and mid 80's by then.

Lighten up. We are so locked into this sense of burden—Big Deal Joy and Big Deal Unhappiness—that it’s sometimes helpful just to change the pattern. Notice everything. Appreciate everything, including the ordinary. . Anything out of the ordinary will help. You can just go to the window and look at the sky. Splash cold water on your face. Sing in the shower,. Go jogging, walking on a different path. Anything that’s against your usual pattern. That’s how things start to lighten up. – Pema Chödrön

Today, Paul McCartney turns 83. The Brit singer, songwriter, composer, bass player, poet, painter and lead member of The Beatles was born on this date in 1942, Liverpool, England.

No shame. – Heather Cox Richardson's update in Letters From An American.

Reading the tea leaves left after the California/National Guard case. Real scary possibilities. – Joyce Vance, Civil Discourse.

Today is the 210th anniversary of Napoleon's final defeat at the Battle of Waterloo in 1815.

I’m tired of hearing it quoted but Edmund Burke was right when he said that all evil needs to be triumphant is for good people to do nothing and bite their tongues, not wanting to endanger their families. The shootings in Minnesota were an act of derangement and the president’s supporters need to face up to their complicity. – Garrison Keillor, The Column 06.15.25

We are always in danger of being philosophers, when what we need are poets and artists....Awakening is always like finding a poem. It touches and transforms. – James Ishmael Ford, Zen as a Way of Magical Realism. Tricycle. May 2025.

Uncontained Longing – prompted by Rainer Maria Rilke's Book of Hours.

For your sake poets, painters, creatives

sequester themselves only that the world,

so transient as made in each moment by moment instant,

might be given to you once again.

Lovers are the poets in the briefest of hours,

who gather your inheritance. Awkening desire,

they make a place where growth happens

with all its joy, pain, suffering and laughter.

All the longings that had slept

now awakens to weep in a stranger's arms,

streaming into you when things and thoughts

cannot contain it.

– jab

… in time the abrupt awakening …

Tuesday, June 17, 2025. It's Tiw's day . . . More rain is in the forecasts for TulseyTown today into tomorrow. The weatherfeather indicates strong Southerlies and low 90's.

Standing up against Trump is not only important politically and morally. It’s also profitable. – Robert Reich.

The Watergate scandal began on this day in 1972.

Today is the birthday of Tulsa born poet Ron Padgett. Ron, a Central High-school graduate, turns 83.

Today is also the birth date of the Pulitzer laureate journalist John Hersey. He was born in 1914 Tientsen, China.

And composer Igor Stravinsky was born on this day in 1882 Oranienbaum, Russia

The True Love. Preparing for the abrupt awakening. – David Whyte

Wristwatch

See that?
Some time just went past
but so quietly
you might have missed it.

– Ron Padgett, “Wristwatch,” originally published in poem-a-day, 6.6.2017.

“Bloomsday” and Haiku . . .

Monday, June 16, 2025. It's the Moon's day . . . and the weatherfeather indicates any breeze today is likely variable and near calm. High humidity and near 90º will make for one of those muggy Summer days for TulseyTown.

This moment is all there is. Trust it. If even only for a moment.

Today is "Bloomsday," the annual celebration of that 1904 day featured in James Joyce's novel Ulysses.

Joyce Carol Oates turns 87 today. The prolific poet was born in 1938 Lockport, New York.

John Robbins died this past week. His book Diet for a New America launched a food revolution.

No Kings Day was huge. Over five million people (and still counting) across 2169 events in countries all around the globe.

Over 200,000 people turned out in NYC. Over 100,000 in Philadelphia. 400 people showed up in a town with a population of only 800 in Michigan. This is what real democracy looks like. The people drive the policy, not the other way around. And when the wealthy try to buy their way into unchecked power, we stand up and loudly remind them who runs this country.

How we keep our democracy. – Joyce Vance, in Civil Discourse.

Father Richard Rohr recently described a personal experience of simultaneous deep sadness and profound joy. – in Meditations, The Center for Action and Contemplation,

Japanese Haiku poet Kobayashi Issa was born on yesterday's date in 1763 Kashiwabara, Japan.

Two Haiku Transit

Peace, love, corn, and salt.

Mantra for the day's journey.

Sharing happiness.

Body follows mind.

Thankful world echoes, quiet.

Beautiful moonrise.

– jab