What is Life?

June 4, 2012 § Leave a comment


What is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

-Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator 1830 – 1890



June 4, 2012 § Leave a comment

Image“If I had to select one quality, one personal characteristic that I regard as being most highly correlated with success, whatever the field, I would pick the trait of persistence.”

Richard DeVos
Co-founder of Amway

Lavender Essential Oil

March 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

New Blog! on Essential Oils.

Brown Thrasher

January 28, 2012 § 4 Comments

Brown Thrasher, watercolor by Katrina Small

Brown Thrasher, watercolor by Katrina Small

Brown Thrasher, my child,
be on your way,
a new loving parent has bought you today.
I won’t be sad that we are apart,
for you’ve found a way to touch a new heart.
© Katrina Small


January 27, 2012 § 2 Comments

Ducks on a Pond

Ducks on a Pond


With downy feathers, and playful delight,
Ducklings swim ‘fore they take flight.
In circles ‘round on deep blue lake,
Watch them splash and droplets make.
© Katrina Small

I wish for you alignment with the divine in your ever present moment, or Happy New Year.

January 2, 2012 § Leave a comment

The phrase “happy new year”, from where I express it (and I have, as it is a culturally accepted sentiment we pass along to each other this time of year), is a greeting of good will in love. Each will have their own interpretation associated with the phrase, regardless of how we meant it, however.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year

For me, esoterically, “happy” is the state of allowing our alignment with the divine, and “new year” symbolizes our being in the ever-present moment. I could just say “I wish for you alignment with the divine in your ever-present moment”. Does that translate as “Happy New Year” for you?

Christmas 2011

December 25, 2011 § Leave a comment

Sliver Moon Christmas 2011

Sliver Moon, Christmas, 2011

As I peeked outside
I saw the moon
nearing the western horizon.
It was as thin a sliver as it could be,
and set against a deep cerulean sky
that rose from a clear,
salmon-hued sunset.
And as I gazed,
below the moon,
there flew a skein of geese,
honking with excitement,
which made the experience complete.
© Katrina Small

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