Discovering Delight & Dwelling in Our Days
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…
The heat and humidity move across the land as living things. The heavy air sits stolid and somber causing our clothes to stick the moment we step on the threshold. The wind buffets us in suffocating waves and we move slowly and sluggishly across the yard. The sprinkler tic-tic-tics parting the pallid atmosphere. The dogs…
Tap on the door and come quietly in.Come. Sit. Be a person.For mostly we stumble around.Step. Trip. Berate our sense of being.We’re often lost; occasionally found.Fog. Afraid. Question every direction. Pull up your chair and exhale into peace.Breathe. Ease. Slip into your soul.Stress tries to rue the day.Clench. Knot. Neck muscles run rigid.Humiliation runs rampant.Ache….
As July wanes into August and heat swirls and summer radiates a sunbaked haze, we nudge the a/c down a notch, fill up Stanley cups with ice and water, and send the sprinklers through another rotation. Early morning welcomes coffee on the porch, a chapter or two, and a bit of quiet contemplation before the…
Letters form words beneath my thumbs. I tap the green arrow and my question flies into the multiverse of messages. Across the state and across the country my friends’ phones light up with my query. What’s a win for you this week? Later in the day I tap my keyboard and share my wins in…
