Photo by Gayle Walters Rose: Mira Jaya Rose-Hutner
Who would have thought
with one child’s birth
within my heart.
on my part
to uproot my life
and join your side.
change and growth
has brought great
expansion of my own.
A guru in an infant’s
form has shone
the light where
it had dimmed.
You’ve bowed to me
and touched my feet.
With common ground
we’ve made a link.
I pay attention
to what you teach,
no matter if
you’re only three.
is often near,
your joyous smile
brings sweet cheer.
These last few years
I won’t forget,
your entrance here
made my top-ten list.
Toni, aka Kanzen Sakura, asks us to offer something up along the lines of change over at dVerse Poets: http://dversepoets.com/2015/09/15/poetics-ch-ch-changes/
Posted by Bodhirose on September 16, 2015
Mira, almost two years old…gardening time with her wonderful other Grandma.
Here’s a recent photo of Mira taken while she was doing some important gardening with her other Grandma. She’s wearing the very appropriate t-shirt that her Auntie bought her that says, Lettuce Turnip the Beet! Mira will be two years old on September 3.
Posted by Bodhirose on August 25, 2014
Late afternoon shadows
crisscross among the
scattered, stuffed animals
that surround the calm
of the napping toddler.
It’s time to wake her and
without speaking I
gently rub her back.
She stirs and reaches
for one of the silky
tags on her light,
cotton blanket (the
one with the green monkeys)
and rubs it between her
puckered around her Nook,
sucks and she slips back
into sleep…so I think.
I take it slow…she’ll
get grumpy if I hurry her.
I whisper to her,
“Mira, it’s time to wake
up.” No response.
I rub her back some more
and she flips and rolls over,
her eyes flutter for a moment
as she quickly drifts off again.
I can relate…it’s hard for me to
awaken from naps sometime too.
She’s so beautiful…her purity,
her peace, her trust in those
who live to protect her and
love her without boundaries.
Finally I ask this sleeping child:
“Did you and Mommy go on
some errands today and did you
fall asleep in the car?” And
without missing a beat, she
replies while opening her
eyes and smiling at me…“Yeah.”
Victoria C. Slotto is our hostess at dVerse Poets; Meeting the Bar, Patterns of Life: http://dversepoets.com/2014/08/21/patterns-of-life-dverse-meeting-the-bar/
Posted by Bodhirose on August 21, 2014
Mira Jaya Rose-Hutner, 16 months old
Posted by Bodhirose on January 16, 2014
This is Mira…my granddaughter…this photo was taken on Christmas Day. Mira was dressed in her red flowered Christmas dress but it was so warm that she didn’t need a blouse under it or the cute tights that her Auntie Mahan had bought for her. She’s four months old now and I’m enjoying her company three days a week and loving every minute with her. It seems like every week she’s learning and accomplishing more skills. She’s trying out all kinds of sounds with her voice…sometimes turning them into “singing”. She’s a good girl, a delight…I’m so fortunate to be in her company.
Posted by Bodhirose on January 20, 2013
On Thanksgiving this year, after dinner with my family, I joined my niece at her home for dessert. As night came, some guests gathered in her backyard and had an impromptu drumming session around a glowing fire. Later, she offered the opportunity for us to write what we were thankful for on a “gratitude lantern”. She would then light the paper lamp and send it into the sky along with our gratitude. I wrote one word…Mira. Ours was just the one lantern, but I found photos of when thousands were lit and set sailing. My niece also did a similar thing to celebrate the last New Year.
Google Images: Paper lanterns lighting up the sky
Giving thanks this year, but especially for you;
Relatives and friends join together
All bringing good will and love for each other.
Today was different than so many others,
It included you, an addition to our world.
Tiny, but here, with full-fledged awareness
Urging us listen as you learn to utter.
Delighted, we focus, hanging on each coo.
Engaged, connected, our spirits merging.
Let us share and pen our thanks,
Annointing our hearts with gratitude.
Night arrives, the day is done,
Tablas beat an ancient tune.
Emitting a glow as it ascends,
Reminding us of what is dear,
New grace as our light lifts to the sky.
Posted by Bodhirose on December 15, 2012
Photo by Saraswati Rose
This is Mira. She’s my first grandchild. She’s two months old. She and her parents went on a road trip this past week to attend a wedding in South Carolina. This photo was taken along the way. She apparently enjoyed the trip and was a good little traveler.
These days I’m spending three days a week with her while her parents are at work. I LOVE her!
Posted by Bodhirose on November 18, 2012