Rising a ruckus of joy…..

blog seeds
Happy freshborn hope,
fierce bounty of more-than-enoughness
breaking through debt so dark and deep and despairing
that the hollow cave seems to bellow out a fountain of light
all shimmering like jellybeans and jazz;

happy glass-ceiling-smashing,
big-fat-lie-dashing,
turning bitter waters sweet again
as burden-flinging,  freebird-singing Love
draws near to heal and nuzzle,
freeing mind,  untangling puzzle,
the music down inside rumbling low

until it’s rising and riffing a ruckus of joy,
this big tenderness swallowing up the whole of my shame,
with all that resurrection running through my fingers
grubby from the stain and paint and chocolate and soil of living
and it doesn’t matter,  never mattered,
because still I can lean in and listen to living love
rain feather soft over my hunger

until I melt and mellow
like yellow peeps over a campfire
into the warm embrace of strong shepherd arms
and how this soothes and softens and settles and solutions
and satisfies,
raising me from the dead stuff I’ve believed
and loving me back to life
in all my parts and places.

blog copters
I disappeared for a week,  didn’t I.
It’s planting season and I’m dawn to dusk dirty and sore and just a tad overwhelmed.
It will pass.
And, hey I’d love to send a copy of the April issue of my Ripplesongs
to whichever name I draw from the comments you leave this week.
Everloving thanks for rolling through the changes with me:)

 

Comments

  1. Happy Easter to you dear Jennifer. Soon your hard work will pay off it’s dividends, colorful and fragrant and fresh as new life.

    Hugs,
    JB
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  2. Planting season is hard work. Exciting work, but grubby and painful. Aren’t we lucky that when the hard work comes into bounteous bloom, the blood, sweat and tears with which we fertilised the garden are a distant memory?
    I hope your ruckus of joy is full to bursting, and overflows with love and laughter.
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  3. I have such a visual of “yellow peeps over a campfire” and the “stain and paint and chocolate and soil of living…” Oh my…just so speaks to my heart! I’ve missed you…assumed you were in the throes of planting season…tis the season… Beautiful..every word!
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  4. Wonderful words! Happy Easter to you Jennifer. x
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  5. Most Sunday nights, somewhere around midnight, my phone speaks, “new email”. I turn in my bed to glance at the notification and see that Ripplespeak is there for me to savor upon rising the next morning. Thank you, dear Jennifer, for sharing your special love and gifts from your heart and hands with us.

  6. “Loving me back to life in all my parts and places”…..stunning. The way I view this blogging thing is that if we can’t give each other LOTS of room for disappearing and returning, then what kind of friends are we? This is, for sure, planting season. Who wants to spend too much time in front of the computer?-:)

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  8. Photos and words so full of joy! Thank you.
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  9. My dear bloggie friend, guess what! You are allowed to disappear for as long as you need to — especially during planting season! Oh, the joys you will bring us as things begin to flower! I just treasure every post you write because your use of language is so superb, so empowering, so joyful it gives me energy too! Thank you! (And I hope your Easter was lovely!)
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  10. So beautiful 🙂

    A belated Happy Easter to you. I too have been absent on my travels…
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  11. so glad that LOVE breaks through. how desperately we need for it to.
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  12. Oh I love all this ‘freshborn hope’ here…peeps and jellybean yumminess. Spring seems to bring so much life and hope with it.
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  13. Jellybeans and jazz…that’s going to stick with me! Thank you for popping in with your fiesta of words that always brighten up my day!
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  14. This just might be my favorite so far! So yummy and good with liberty. This is how I feel when I dance in my vintage coral slip with moon beams across my face thinking about dying my hair bright pink!

  15. So much to love, wisdom and Soul within your words as you unearth and rebirth all the beautiful blossoms and blooms.

    Your words always bring a smile to my face and hope to my heart.
    So much love and light for all you do.

  16. A fountain of light all shimmering like jellybean and jazz. Yes, I feel it to. Opening to the light. Blooming of sorts. Day by day, releasing with fierce surrender. Knowing its time to grow and shine and share. Thanks always for your healing balm of words and heart.
    Kathy

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