Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Thank goodness for seasonsand changing skiesto provide the movementneeded in our lives, movement to bring inand to carry awaythe hopes and sighsof the everyday. The winds seem to changeto nudge emotional stagnanciesunbeknownst to usthwarting the plans of Destiny, for the blessings lined up for uscan only be receivedif after the winters,we can open our heartsonce … Continue reading Thank Goodness for Seasons
It's been a while since I woke up teary, but even though the ache in my heart was legitimate, I knew it would be temporary. And that alone makes the difference sometimes. I remember all too well the many times I have cried in the dark, and in the bright light of day behind sunglasses, … Continue reading 2 a.m. Tears
My favorite kind of sky graces me tonight. No matter moon's shape or size, it is the clouds that catch my eye (no surprise) in the way they float by as a reminder in time the dark always gives way to the light. In the distance, the wind chimes softly join in nature's lullaby; trees … Continue reading Night Air
I am unstoppable. Though I have fallen, though I have felt sealed in a tombed fate, I have risen, I have relentlessly followed that one ray of light. I have never lost faith. I have found my way, and the light of day blinds my eyes and its warmth soaks into my soul; I have … Continue reading Unstoppable
(On suicide prevention...) I’m guilty, too. Of letting my teen spend too much time online. Of not requiring her to spend enough time outdoors. Of letting it become too common practice to do our own things in separate rooms most of the time. These are dangerous things. Especially in these times. Too many (more than … Continue reading I’m Guilty, Too.
Happy Sunday! It’s a good morning. Because I have the amazing blessing of deciding how I fill my day. What a gift. What freedom. What power. What will I select from the generous menu to construct this day? First, I choose mental and emotional peace. What brings me balance? Writing. Nature. God. Companionship. I have … Continue reading Building a Good Day
walking the plank– deserted pier, surrounded by the aquaclear sandy waters settle, ripples slow time, symmetrical reflections coax new perceptions to rise imperceptible shifting brings equilibrium back, balance natural, no longer an act at the end of the plank nothing but benevolence, I hesitate longer and revel in the sentence Poem … Continue reading Walking the Plank
I woke this morning with the burden of a something weighing on me. I immediately called upon God. I had to ask for something very specifically, something I rarely do, for I usually just have blind faith in His plan, having let go of trying to understand any of it. And when I talk to God … Continue reading Fickle Forecast
Neither of us currently lost in the deep wood, but alone on your long walk, let me be reminders to you of the good, let me be that bright twinkling on the water when the sun and ripples seem to come together to call you, let me be the single blurry … Continue reading Neither Lost
This one’s for a friend. For my son. For my student. For you. For me. We all stumble. Sometimes merely a trip, sometimes down a seemingly endless, dark abyss. We all get lost. Sometimes we find our way, sometimes indefinitely in the same spot, we remain. We all face obstacles. Sometimes they lift, sometimes they … Continue reading In Darkness and Doubt
