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Goodness Meditation
This guided meditation led by Julie Potiker focuses on goodness - as you breathe in and out. She completes the meditation with her poem, "February 11th, 2025".
February 11th, 2025, by Julie Potiker.
Rain is coming, there’s a damp chill as I zip my down jacket, tuck my slippered feet under me in my favorite listening chair under the eaves.Bewick Wrens, tail up, are chirping and trilling in the green leafy branches of the carob trees. When one drops down onto the bricks, I get a close look of his plump little body. I’d love to hold him in my upturned palm.Orange Crowned Warbler gives me the same maternal pang. I’m watching a small one flick leaves off the branches, hearing the thwack as leaf hits bricks.Song Sparrow and House Finch are close - perhaps in the trees near the empty feeders. I’ve paused their food on the recommendation of experts to minimize the risk of bird flu. The white plastic seed container with the twist on lid sits untouched on the stone counter, surrounded by a dozen Mexican limes that let go from the tree above.Spotted Towhee takes over the airwaves as it begins to drizzle. It’s a sound unmistakably his, a sort of twisted croak/trill.Coffee cold now, I duck inside for a fresh hot brew.
-February 11, 2025, by Julie Potiker
This podcast is available on iTunes, iHeart, Blubrry and everywhere you listen to podcasts.
February 11th, 2025, by Julie Potiker.
Rain is coming, there’s a damp chill as I zip my down jacket, tuck my slippered feet under me in my favorite listening chair under the eaves.Bewick Wrens, tail up, are chirping and trilling in the green leafy branches of the carob trees. When one drops down onto the bricks, I get a close look of his plump little body. I’d love to hold him in my upturned palm.Orange Crowned Warbler gives me the same maternal pang. I’m watching a small one flick leaves off the branches, hearing the thwack as leaf hits bricks.Song Sparrow and House Finch are close - perhaps in the trees near the empty feeders. I’ve paused their food on the recommendation of experts to minimize the risk of bird flu. The white plastic seed container with the twist on lid sits untouched on the stone counter, surrounded by a dozen Mexican limes that let go from the tree above.Spotted Towhee takes over the airwaves as it begins to drizzle. It’s a sound unmistakably his, a sort of twisted croak/trill.Coffee cold now, I duck inside for a fresh hot brew.
-February 11, 2025, by Julie Potiker
This podcast is available on iTunes, iHeart, Blubrry and everywhere you listen to podcasts.
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This guided meditation led by Julie Potiker focuses on goodness - as you breathe in and out. She completes the meditation with her poem, "February 11th, 2025".
February 11th, 2025, by Julie Potiker.
Rain is coming, there’s a damp chill as I zip my down jacket, tuck my slippered feet under me in my favorite listening chair under the eaves.Bewick Wrens, tail up, are chirping and trilling in the green leafy branches of the carob trees. When one drops down onto the bricks, I get a close look of his plump little body. I’d love to hold him in my upturned palm.Orange Crowned Warbler gives me the same maternal pang. I’m watching a small one flick leaves off the branches, hearing the thwack as leaf hits bricks.Song Sparrow and House Finch are close - perhaps in the trees near the empty feeders. I’ve paused their food on the recommendation of experts to minimize the risk of bird flu. The white plastic seed container with the twist on lid sits untouched on the stone counter, surrounded by a dozen Mexican limes that let go from the tree above.Spotted Towhee takes over the airwaves as it begins to drizzle. It’s a sound unmistakably his, a sort of twisted croak/trill.Coffee cold now, I duck inside for a fresh hot brew.
-February 11, 2025, by Julie Potiker
This podcast is available on iTunes, iHeart, Blubrry and everywhere you listen to podcasts.
February 11th, 2025, by Julie Potiker.
Rain is coming, there’s a damp chill as I zip my down jacket, tuck my slippered feet under me in my favorite listening chair under the eaves.Bewick Wrens, tail up, are chirping and trilling in the green leafy branches of the carob trees. When one drops down onto the bricks, I get a close look of his plump little body. I’d love to hold him in my upturned palm.Orange Crowned Warbler gives me the same maternal pang. I’m watching a small one flick leaves off the branches, hearing the thwack as leaf hits bricks.Song Sparrow and House Finch are close - perhaps in the trees near the empty feeders. I’ve paused their food on the recommendation of experts to minimize the risk of bird flu. The white plastic seed container with the twist on lid sits untouched on the stone counter, surrounded by a dozen Mexican limes that let go from the tree above.Spotted Towhee takes over the airwaves as it begins to drizzle. It’s a sound unmistakably his, a sort of twisted croak/trill.Coffee cold now, I duck inside for a fresh hot brew.
-February 11, 2025, by Julie Potiker
This podcast is available on iTunes, iHeart, Blubrry and everywhere you listen to podcasts.
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