Seasonal soul tending….

lifting mouse
It’s coming on Christmas
~the holidays clamoring on the porch
knocking loudly now.
Before you jump up
and answer the door,
be still, my soul
and listen.I know how much you love the magic,
how you swoon over creating
spaces for it to hover
and touch down.

I get that about you.

Please just hear this.
You are not responsible
to make it happen.
Not this year……not ever.

(I know the doorbell is ringing but please don’t hurry off just yet
…….wait, my soul.)

how plenty and feather-light your energy
when you don’t spend it on speculation
~when you don’t try to figure out how these pieces will ever fit together,
where the money will come from,
what needs to happen
so it all “works out”
and you avoid disappointment?

Those are heavy expectations you’re still carrying
and, well, it’s just not life-giving.
Won’t you lay them down now
before you answer the door?
Leave them behind.

There you go…..palms up.
Much better.

And when you open the door
remember, my soul,
to look up.
Look up.
Lift up your eyes
choose wonder.

What about the broken parts and pieces, you ask?
hurl those scraps and mistakes and messes you can’t fix
onto the compost heap.
Don’t be discouraged.
Nothing’s wasted.
It’s all becoming fertilizer for lovelier gardens to come.
Believe that.

Restoration trumps perfect beginnings every time.

Now, deep breath, baby
and open the door.
Peace be the journey.



  1. Mary on November 21, 2010 at 4:23 pm

    I like the part about laying down those heavy old expectations. Nice writing.

  2. Liv on November 21, 2010 at 6:53 pm

    Wow. Did you write this for me? I choose wonder, too. I think. I mean, I'll try. But that doorbell is ringing really, really loudly.

    And may I just say I am SWOONING over the squirrel and hamster art? How cute are you? WONDERful you!

  3. Nancy on November 21, 2010 at 8:19 pm

    Full of wonderful reminders that i need to listen to…..thank you for helping me to remember…… you put the words together so beautifully…..

    Hugs and blessings special friend

  4. rachel awes on November 21, 2010 at 9:59 pm

    oh jennifer,
    how i love the FEATHER.
    & how i love the compost
    & trusting our messes will
    become lovely gardens.
    of course they will.
    & how i love your words & presence.
    your way is my kind of christmas
    loving you…xoxox

  5. S. Etole on November 21, 2010 at 10:33 pm

    can choose
    can't we
    the wonder
    of it all …

  6. Odd Chick on November 22, 2010 at 5:44 pm

    so so beautiful. I just took a deep breath and chose contentment.

  7. Patti on November 22, 2010 at 9:22 pm

    This is so good. Great words to help slow my soul down. Love the part about the energy. I'm going to send a link to some friends πŸ™‚

  8. Hindsfeet on November 23, 2010 at 4:14 am

    Oh Jen….*Jen*………….if you ever write a book it could be called "Benedictions", as this is just how this felt tonight and so so so precisely what my mind heart and soul needed……Beautiful how He meets us through eachother, through others…….speaks with our voices, writes with our pens, if we'll let Him……

    ….and Oh how you let Him……….

    ….so Deeply grateful for you……..

    ………I hesitate to share, but am going through a divorce….straightforward, "amicable" as they say (odd little oxymoron there) and am starting over, moving to my own little place on Saturday…………what you wrote here was the direction, the compass I needed………..such a confirmation of the simplicity I feel Jesus speaking to my heart…."Lilies and Birds, My Dear, Lilies and Birds……I've got it all worked out, one day at a time."

    "Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her Beloved." Song 8:5

    peace to you too, Jen…….oh thank you so much…

  9. Bren on November 23, 2010 at 4:32 am

    I love the way your spirit moves across the page, pouring out words, images and a depth of insight that is haunting and so authentic. Father, touch Jen and her family with the wonder of the unexpected blessings this Christmas and beyond!

  10. Relyn on November 24, 2010 at 4:44 pm

    Big, big, BIG sigh.


  11. beth on November 24, 2010 at 6:55 pm

    can you believe that i don't love the holidays….if the importance was put on anything besides materialistic expectations, i'd love it….but those damn gifts get in the way every year…..

  12. LeeAnn on November 25, 2010 at 3:15 am

    I Love my wise and beautiful friend Jennifer! Happy Thanksgiving to you my friend. You are on my grateful list.

    β™₯Lee Ann

  13. Poetic chronicles on November 25, 2010 at 8:32 pm

    I love this poem Jennifer, especially the end part (nothing's wasted…)! It has echoes of personal wounds, worries, wonders and hopes…Yes, it's always possible to find enjoyment, we can have so much influence on life, depending on how we decide to look at it!
    Again, great, touching poem! πŸ™‚

  14. Miss Kitty on November 28, 2010 at 4:42 pm

    LOVE it!!! πŸ˜€ Great blog

  15. Just Be Real on November 28, 2010 at 7:50 pm

    Jen, thank you. A wonderful and well written poem dear one. Blessings.

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