Most every work day for more than 9 years now, Dena has written a love note, poem or other thought, on a napkin - and tucked it in Marshal's lunch - a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009 Marshal started typing them up. Now, it has become our practice to share the Daily Napkin with you, OUR ritual of the heart. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Near the Line

a while back
with tilted eyes and monikers
whilst tippy toes clod-hopped

she discovered 
quite unobtrusively
that quietly
with no pomp 
the circumstance of near arrival
of a large marking of time
spent judiciously 
on a daily basis
was fast approaching

the fear of success
or the idea of achievement 
hobbled her
almost instantaneously
so much so
that all regular habits
died on the spot

* * *
the roots live
deep and strong
whether near some invisible line
or not
and new sprouts and shoots
are bound to grow


After this post we have 10 more posts to reach 1,000. And each of those days a single effort is all it will take to re-kindle the habit of the Daily Napkin.

Monday, October 27, 2014


The star on your forehead
Shines brightest
When you are steeped in innocence
Or when you belly up to the playground

What makes you so special?
That’s easy!

You are a unique individual
Within the whole of Life
And, the Universe loves you beyond measure

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Buddy Fun

Me and my best buddy
are easily entertained
It doesn't take much
for the Muse to strike us
with ideas - two- four or many
Flinging epiphanies
singing new songs
giggling at each other
Oh, my!  It's so much fun!

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Plains of Love

In the company of horses
we can ride the plains of love

Seeking the one enthralling vista
where misted mountains
hug chilled and pristine lakes
Or in mundane moments
we can ride the dusty trail
past the old abandoned well
On a steed of strength and power
allowing free rein
We can experience the wildness
as we can gallop through unknown terrain

Monday, October 13, 2014


Turtle moves slowly
(except when he moves fast)

And, in a persistent way,
gets where he’s going…
eyes on his goal

Take the time to
breathe in Gratitude
as the turtle
slowly plods across
the road