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Today Spiritual Journey Thursday is hosted by Margaret. SJT is a monthly practice regarding our spiritual like. It is usually held the first Thursday of the month. With the holidays, we agreed to share this week. Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town is hosting Poetry Friday. "Love Endures #17". Mixed Media, Jone Rush MacCulloch. 2025 My One Little Word for 2026. My word for 2025 was DREAM. This past summer, a word started tagging along with me, and had me purchase small and tiny canvases to create little pieces of art with hearts to give to people and leave places. A couple hearts were left in Paris by a friend, My 2026 OLW word is LOVE. For many years, I have photographed hearts in nature as signs of love in the world. And this fall The Clackamas County Arts Alliance accepted my collection, "Close to Nature’s Heart", showcasing hearts found in nature and inspired by nature with photography and mixed media art. Each piece will be paired with a poem. Some of favorite quotes found:
A Golden Shovel based on a Rumi Quote
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Welcome to Spiritual Journey Thursday. I am hosting this month. I've included this for Poetry Friday as well. I’m subbing both Thursday and Friday this week so I have this written early.
December is typically seen as one of the three dark months: November-December-January. It’s considered the darkest with the Winter Solstice on the 21st. I remember a time when I wasn’t a fan of these shortened days but now I embrace them. In preparing for this post, I found this haiku on the Holy Disorder of Dancing Monks on Facebook: The darkness will pass The Sacred light will find us... Will we be awake? by Pat Leyko Connelly How will you be awake? I look for the good and kindness in the world everyday. Writing my daily haiku awakens me. Getting out to see the sunrise like I did today (which for transparency, I’m writing this on Wednesday). I feel through writing and creating my art I am leaving hints for the Sacred light to find me. While on the Holy Disorder of Dancing Monks page, I found this quote from Thomas Merton: "The world of men has forgotten the joys of silence, the peace of solitude, which is necessary, to some extent, for the fullness of human living." Wow, I took a breath, it resonated. It feels like the perfect companion quote to go with the haiku. Our world is so noisy currently. This is why being at the coast or going up to Wildwood is so necessary for my spiritual well being. I’m a little sad as this year it will not work to wake up to ocean sounds on New Year’s Day. I am looking for alternate places of solace, such as, The Japanese Garden, which will be only open to members on January 1. As we move through Advent, each week holds a word. Hope-Peace-Joy-Love This week I noticed Hope in the news that an anonymous donor is covering the cost for the last two terms of seniors in medical school at the University of Washington. It gives me hope in the generosity of others. Earlier this year, when a college friend of mine lost his home to fire, hope came though those who reached out to him in his time of need. Hope was this morning at sunrise. In the coming weeks, my plan is to notice darkness and light, the moments of silence and find ways the Advent word for the week manifests itself. How about you? Please leave your SJT link below. My entry for Poetry Friday is below. Poetry Friday |
| Yes, it says "Week 52" and yet, it's January 2, 2025. It's one of those mischievous ways of the calendar. The first Thursday is Spiritual Journey Thursday and tomorrow is Poetry Friday. Margaret Simon has Spiritual Journal Thursday and Mary Lee at A(nother) Year of Reading hosting Poetry Friday. |
For the last thirteen years, I have chosen a One Little Word. My 2024 word was "Expand-take a Risk." It served me so well. From sharing art in the community to going to Japan, my world expanded. So in thinking for the word this, several came to mind. I've chosen DREAM for 2025. Langston Hughes' "Hold fast to dreams /For if dreams die/ Life is a broken-winged bird/That cannot fly. " has always resonated with me.
Finding quotes that make me want to copy them down has been trickier. I found two that I used for golden shovels. A golden shovel, riffing on wilde.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
~Oscar Wilde
I disagree with Wilde...it's never a punishment to see the sunrise.
And this quote by Anaïs Nin:
Dreams are necessary to life.
~Anaïs Nin
Consort with the dreamers
the ones who find
the tchotchkes and trinkets left on their
deck by crows. The ones who know the way
to the sea by
their whimsy and moonlight
©jone rush macculloch, 2025 (draft)
Anais Nin
In my dreams
the ravens are
at the feeder. They’ve returned the necessary
keys and word, I lost last decade to
the divine chaos of life.
©jone rush macculloch, 2025 (draft)
Invitation for Saturday, January 18, 2025
Let's create or write poems for persistence, for presence during the Martin Luther King, Jr. weekend. Let's share our work in community.
If you are a writer, a poet, a slow stitcher, or artist, join us for a couple hours of creative community. 10-12 EST
If you can only join us for an hour, great. Join us.
Join here: Creating for Persistence.
I'm always excited when Tabatha Yeatts puts out the call for poetry swaps. I love out poetry community, our connected collective. This year, Tanita Davis and l swapped. Her poetry rock will be on display with my other rock words, She's nudged me with some slow stitching with a little felt embroidery project and given me words for future poems. Thank you, Tanita.
The fabulous Carol at The Apples in My Orchard is hosting Poetry Friday. She's reflecting on caring for her father and the seasonal transitions.
I researched quotes by Katherine May and found several that rang true to me:
When it’s really cold, the snow makes a lovely noise underfoot, and it’s like the air is full of stars.” — Katherine May
“That is wintering. It is the active acceptance of sadness. It is the practice of allowing ourselves to feel it as a need. It is the courage to stare down the worst parts of our experience and to commit to healing them the best we can.” — Katherine May
“We have seasons when we flourish and seasons when the leaves fall from us, revealing our bare bones. Given time, they grow again.”— Katherine May
I love all the seasons. The season I am in is my favorite. They each bring a unique rhythm. The invitation of winter invites me to begin the day by having tea and the gas fire lit. I watch as sunrise shows up. This year as part of wintering and the Christmas season, I have be participating in the "Advent Photo-of-the-Day". I am enjoying the challenge to photo something for the word of the day and creating a tiny poem for #haikuforhealing24 and #haikuforpersistence24. Below are some of the recent haiku for wintering and being in the season.
Send five, send ten or send to all?
In Japan, it’s called Nengajo, a Japanese custom of ushering in the new year.
How It Works:
- Choose to send five or ten postcards.
- Create a postcard: you can buy a postcard and write a poem on the other side or you can create one postcard to send to everyone (I use Walgreens or Zazzle)
- Once you get the names, send by January 29, 2025 (start of the Chinese New Years and someone's bday. wonder who?)
- If you choose, you can work in the Chinese animal for 2025: The year of the Wood Snake. It is not required.
Click here to join us: 2025 New Year Post Card Exchange
Announcement: #haikuforpersistence2025 #poetryforpersistence2025
I will be honest, I am a teeny bit scared about hosting this salon. I am hoping to share some mentor poems (DM me if you have one that would be good), having writing time, and share in community if you feel moved. Also, I think I want to have a c0-host to help me monitoring the Zoom room and tech (DM me if interested)
I am also suggesting that you make a donation to a charity of your choice. I am seriously considering donating to Planned Parenthood. Details and sign up some. You know, in some ways this is my OLW (Expand) in action.
Poetry Friday, Week 44: Taking the November Challenge by the Inklings with a Tie In to SJT
11/8/2024
I needed this prompt. Have you read Harjo's poem? It's so good. It has been fuel for three poems.
Thank you, Linda for this incredible poem.
There are so many juicy lines in this. I was Between the election and the passing of a friend, it's been a week.
I turn to writing and art in times such as these.
Today, I'm sharing two with the focus on Linda's prompt for SJT.
Thank you to Cathy at Merely Day by Day and her powerful poem, "In the Mourning".
The earth is slightly damp with rain
From “Fall Song” by Joy Harjo
I voted. Then bided my time for the
results to come in by digging in the earth.
Planting bulbs to contrast the greyness of winter. Is
it too early for hope? I slightly
pat down the mulch with a damp
hand. The one with
cramps from the letter writing. My eyes spill rain.
©jone rush macculloch, draft, 2024
Is there another word for ‘‘divine’’?
From “Fall Song” by Joy Harjo
Our world is
unhinged at this moment. There
is anger, fear, and worry for one another.
It feels like actions and words
of the our better angels cannot compensate for
the collective sadness of now. How do we contact the divine?
©jone rush macculloch, draft, 2024
The theme of SJT is change/transformation. Autumn is such a great time for this theme, Days are getting shorter, leaves are changing, and the mornings have a crispness to them. The sky even seems bluer. I am returning to SJT and Poetry Friday after being gone for about six weeks. As it often happens, while taking a rest, a break is good, returning always feels like a change, a groggy, sloggy return. Can I still write? Are there poems that eke out onto the page? What I planned to do while in Japan: sit, sketch, and write, didn't really happen. I was acclimating to heat and humidity, figuring out the trains and subways, and monitoring the impending typhoon.
What calls to me is this quote :The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. — Lao Tse
This is where I am. Taking that first step. Reaching out to my writing pals. Last Saturday, I was in an hour long writing session. I found Georgia Heard's Write Bites class to engage myself. Re-dedicating myself to reading the Two Sylvias Muse weekly newsletter.
Last week, I also took another step in the area of returning to the practice of yoga.
In Poetry Friday news, I was pleased to return home I early September and find my Haiku Society of America's (HSA)members' anthology. I have a haiku in this journal.
sky ribbons flutter
I inhale
aurora borealis
If you were gifted the experience you know,
One of my favorite Bible verses is “Be still and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10) We are reminded to pause. I also found this quote: Silence is the pause in me when I am near to God.”
Arvo Part. I feel this so much when I walk in the woods or on the beach.
There are times in the day in which I practice a pause. Every morning, I take the dog outside and I am so glad, I pause to find the moon and watch the first light of day. Each afternoon I nap. I don’t really fall into a deep sleep, it feels more meditative.
What would our world be like if more people take time to pause?
Laura at Poems for Teachers has the weekly poetry round-up. She’s sharing her new book and a terrific poetry prompt.
which contains part of my OLW, expand.
“When you expand your awareness, seemingly random events will be seen to fit into a larger purpose.”
Deepak Chopra
I am learning to sit and rest to expand awareness.. In a period of spring's rapid growth, taking time to rest and be idle has its benefits. You can hear your breath, watch as the bumblebees busy themselves in the Rhododendron blossoms. I make myself sit daily and rest even though, the writing calls and the art calls. It's vital as a creative to take this time.
Spring Ephemerals
The lambs have appeared overnight
smelling of salt and soil.
Where just yesterday bellies were
still heavy with growth,
soft mouths suckle,
so full of longing, tiny “o”s of joy.
Sparrows form a choir,
coax the sun awake,
thrum of blackthorn blossoms
where before was only branch and bud.
A yellow festival of daisies and dandelions
blanket a fragrant meadow,
swath of primrose announce themselves
with pink fanfare.
The river reveals she is my sister
as she rushes into the arms of the sea.
White horses galloping across sky
are my brothers, and soon I see even
the delicate bone left from a swallow
as part of me, white gleam of belonging,
how I am no longer Earth-and-me
but one wild love for this world.
This month Ramona from Pleasures from the Page asks us to reflect on 'Gather". I instantly thought about how the Poetry Friday community gathers each week to share from our little corners of the world.
We gather
words
family
friends
We gather
observations
the weather
the seasons
We gather
goodness
faith
wonder
creating poems
from moments
of this life
~jone rush macculloch, 2024
For Poetry Friday, Laura at Laura Purdie Salas is gathering us all and sharing news of her latest book, Oskar’s Voyage . it looks to be a very cool adventure.
I have had the opportunity to teach poetry in two different classrooms in the last month. The first graders were to write snowman poems in January but we were snowed out. So when February arrived, the teacher asked if it was still winter and could we do the snowman poems. we also created our snow people. He has seventeen students but not everyone was in the room when we wrote the poems.
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