Discovering Delight & Dwelling in Our Days
I will hold you in the light. I will hold you in the light.YOU.Who feels hollowed, you who feels as if wholeness was long ago swallowed and the only hallowed ground around you is littered with broken dreams and empty explanations of what might have been, what could have been, what should have been. The…
September asks me to slowTo savor skies and sunsetsSip coffee and soak in sunshine September says “Let’s open our palms and listen closer,Let’s open windows and waft in the first refresh of the next season, Let’s sit in the soft sixties dawn and not reach for a sweater quite yet. September appreciates presence and creates…
What if…..the days and minutes allowed us a bit more space to sit with wonder….to wander through August….to read during the sweltering afternoons and stretch the summer evenings into places to ponder? What if….we wrote out gratitude lists and also acknowledged the hovering anxiety lodged in our body….. became curious rather than critical…..searched for the…
*my apologies to Robert Frost Whose fields these are I think I know.His house sits there across the road.And we are in the combine here.To watch it cut row after row. We knew that harvest hovered near The cycle of another year. With sweeping fields of golden grainAnd cloudless skies all blue and clear. The tractor trundles…
