Stop Minding Your Own Business — Meditations in Motion (Reblog)

My husband and I slept in one day last week. Bill likes to have a cup of coffee before our run, so we didn’t get out the door until after 9:00, much later than we usually go. We had a nice run, then came home to hot showers and a leisurely brunch. I couldn’t help […]

Stop Minding Your Own Business — Meditations in Motion

*Leather bibles are nice.

Three Things I Think About When I Can’t Sleep — Meditations in Motion (Reblog)

As I get older, I find a full night’s sleep, the kind when I fall asleep at 10:00 and wake up at 6:00, elusive. Oh, I get to sleep just fine; I don’t usually stay asleep the whole night. I typically wake up somewhere around midnight, and I am awake with only my thoughts to […]

Three Things I Think About When I Can’t Sleep — Meditations in Motion

*Our health is always critical to us — we should not take things for granted.

Keto Khichdi | Lupine Khichadi | Easy To Keto Indian Vegetarian — BocasTraders (Reblog)

When I’m craving some good previous Indian consolation meals, Khichdi (Khichadi) instantly involves thoughts. Because the principal substances for khichdi are rice and toor daal and are undoubtedly not keto pleasant, I needed to be a little bit revolutionary. Do this yummy Indian vegetarian keto pleasant recipe for khichdi, made with floor lupin, and you’ll […]

Keto Khichdi | Lupine Khichadi | Easy To Keto Indian Vegetarian — BocasTraders

*The Keto Diet…

‘Stillness, Tranquility, Serenity, Peace’ Meditative Words and Imagery

Inspirational and meditative 8 x 10 inch image for digital download on Etsy. Ideal for wall art and hanging.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020

‘Rain’ a Poem

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Contemplate the rain, this fleeting season,
changes I can do nothing about.
Sitting, watching, listening; the hanging drops
on vacant washing lines and leaves,
all testimony to nature,
that the laws of men may come and go,
yet eternal truths stand starkly before us:
Our choice to ignore.
The harder I try the less I get in return.
But the gentle rush of rain brings it back,
the raucous calls of crows
sitting in out in shedding trees;
the clutter of my mind
stands between what is me
and my self.

Copyright Francis Barker 2020