I Hummed a Bee Sonnet
While Floating Through the Currant Forest
This wonderful shot of a bee was taken by Leslie Stager. She is a freelance nature photographer/videographer,
a silk painter, and a Perinatal Massage Instructor and Author.
She said about taking this photo: "One day I flew on the back of a bee into the currant bush to learn what the bee sees. I buried my nose in flower stamens and rubbed pollen over my legs. I hummed a bee sonnet while
floating through the currant forest. I've never been the same since."
Visit Leslie's web page
or her new website that will be live this summer:
EarthReveries.com.
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Columns & Essays
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CD Review ~ Ira and Julia Levin ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
May 23, 2013
From the opening notes of the first track, “Dropping Keys”, I felt a high spirit similar to the sound of the musical duo, Seals and Crofts. A world-music feeling is present too...
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~ An Offering of Repentance and Love
to the American Indian Community ~
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~
May 23, 2013
[Written on November 7, 2007.
2013 Update: A photo of the painting with more accurate color has been included, and a more readable font has been used for the "Note to White Americans".]
“What would "I", the Reader, have done?” If "I" could have directed and controlled the movement of white Europeans to the American continents, over five hundred years ago, what would "I" have done?
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by Ashok Nalamalapu ~
Apr 17, 2013
Some of my biggest experiences of heartbreak have come from problems with communication. When this happened to me, I felt angry, sad, and hurt, and yearned for a connection that seemed to elude me. Through the practice of Nonviolent Communication (NVC), developed by Marshall Rosenberg, PhD, I am learning to connect more compassionately with others by attending first to my own feelings and needs.
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~ Learn to See ~
by Maureen Spagnolo ~
Mar 4, 2013
Don't let your eyes restrict you to what you see. Allow your mind to direct your creation - turning a snapshot into a work of art conveying a vision true to yourself.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square, Portland, ME ~ February 1, 2013 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Feb 21, 2013
I could feel the love coming from the packed house of bluegrass fans, as well as from music students and their families in attendance. Erica and two of her band-mates, Steve Roy and Matt Shipman, teach music lessons at The 317 Main Community Music Center in Yarmouth.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square ~ Portland, ME January 10, 2013 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Feb 21, 2013
...sorta like a Buddhist monk gone cowgirl -- the songs spiraling into the night, like prayer beads from a sagebrush mala. I was riveted and enthralled.
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Feb 11, 2013
I saved my allowance money to buy him special gifts for Christmas. I got him cool things that I thought he would appreciate. Once it was a rubber chicken; another time it was plastic vomit.
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~ This column was written in 2011. It seems a fitting eulogy after writing about Vinny in our last newsletter ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Feb 8, 2013
When I tried to catalogue what it was that I loved about him, I found that I couldn’t name it exactly, but I began to summon him in my heart from across the unnamed worlds of the universe. An uncanny mood emanated from the woods, and I noticed that the trees were the same color as Bogey.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square Portland, ME ~ December 13, 2012 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Jan 13, 2013
From their opening notes, and their body language, I could see they have unique musical styles that are joined together with love and humility to create the miracle of Winterbloom. Where should I begin? First, each one of them is beautiful.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square, Portland ME ~ December 8, 2012 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Jan 10, 2013
I realized that her songs are not “one time listens”. They are poetry, and they contain messages within messages, like Matryoshka Russian Dolls.
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by Maureen Spagnolo ~
Jan 7, 2013
We are all photographers – any of us who have picked up a camera, and snapped a photograph. Why do we do it? Often, to capture the moment.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square, Portland ME ~ November 30, 2012 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Jan 4, 2013
She had an atmosphere of purity that evoked a feeling of the prairie grass and the plains, the bitter winters and broad summer sun. She shone as she spoke and sang, and looked trustworthy.
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Venue: One Longfellow Square, Portland, ME ~ November 30, 2012 ~
by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
Dec 20, 2012
It astounds me how some folks that are tiny in stature can have such immense presence. Ms. Mitchell is a petite little fireball, confident as Annie Oakley, taking aim with her guitar.
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A Parliament of Quotes
"But the time will come when inhumanity protected by custom and thoughtlessness will succumb before humanity championed by thought. Let us work that this time may come. A man is ethical only when life is sacred to him, that of animals as well as that of his fellow man, and when he devotes himself helpfully to all life that is in need of help."
Dr Albert Schweitzer: Physician, Missionary, Theologian
and Nobel Laureate for Peace in 1952
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Mo' Bliss
“I am with you wherever you are, deep within you. As you turn to me, wherever you are, I answer your call..."
The wonderful Dorothy Maclean is one of the founders of the Findhorn Community in Scotland. She has received countless messages from God and nature spirits that she has passed on to humanity in her many books.
"She was again among her old friends the flying-fish, interesting denizens of the sea. Shooting out of the waves like arrows, and with outstretched wings..." – from "Sailing Alone Around the World" by Joshua Slocum
Eating Pom's Thai General chicken was an Event. In fact, it was a "Remember my mother's gourmet cooking and exclaiming event," where we would close our eyes and murmur, "Oh, my, that’s good."
It was not only delicious, it was different. I learned that day, with all due respect to the bolder, more hearty taste of Chinese General Tso’s chicken, that I actually preferred the more sophisticated and delicate taste of Pom’s Thai General chicken.
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Help the World
Both of these services are the wave of the future. Food will be composted and returned to the earth the way nature intended.
"Premarin is created by collecting the urine of pregnant mares. The mares are kept in small standing stalls in order to limit their movement, so [as] not to displace the urinary bladder bags used to collect every drop of urine. The mares are kept in this manner for a lengthy portion of their pregnancy, normally about six months."
"The angels not only taught me the value of linking with nature but also continually reminded me of the truth of our own essence."
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Stories & Poetry
by Pamela Claxton Moffatt ~
Apr 1, 2013
Leaden sky
Absorbs the light.
Wambling through the bamboo grove
I enter into the gloaming...
~ a short story (4,239 words) that will one day become a short movie, starring the author ~
by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~
Dec 2, 2012
Hiram Hazlacker's last living memory was the sight of the Revenue Men coming down the path to his cave. Hiram called it his Whiskey Cave, even though it was just a bunch of rocks that he’d thrown together to hide his still. The woods of Northern Maine didn’t have too many caves, so a body had to make do with what was handy.
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~
Nov 26, 2012
The clouds were far beneath me; bathed in light,
They gathered mid-way round the wooded height,
And, in their fading glory, shone
Like hosts in battle overthrown.
As many a pinnacle, with shifting glance.
Through the gray mist thrust up its shattered lance...
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From the Editors
We are still actively looking for volunteer contributing editors and writers to help build the Significato Journal to its next stage. Contact us for more info if you think you would like to write something about nectar for the soul. |
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What's New
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by Kimmy Sophia Brown ~
May 23, 2013
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by Peter Falkenberg Brown ~
May 23, 2013
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by Ashok Nalamalapu ~
Apr 17, 2013
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by Pamela Claxton Moffatt ~
Apr 1, 2013
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Mar 4, 2013
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Feel good about life
and feed your soul some vittles...
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from the columns and essays of Significato.
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Transport your soul...
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by curling up with a short story or poem.
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Increase your bliss and nourish your soul...
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with tidbits on nature, music, books, films, health and writings from bygone days.
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Feel good about life by helping the world...
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