Small Moments


Sometimes in the midst of extreme sorrow and worry,
there are those moments that open your heart:
glimpses of M’s twinkling eyes or a carefree cat streaking through the studio
or Savitri’s feet.  Her feet slay me.

I didn’t do them justice, but there is that memory in my journal.

I keep a commonplace book, do you?
A book of quotes that move me.

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About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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5 Responses to Small Moments

  1. loisajay says:

    How’s your mom doing, Katie?

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