nuzzles and nestings….

Life found me crying over yesterday,
held my heart firm in gentle hands
and whispered “sadness is joy running backwards.”
So I turned face-forward into the soft breath of today,
coming alive to the wild rumpus of grackles in the treetops,
and joined hands with the woods to laugh at the ruckus,
letting simple joy
~like soothing arnica for my body
  and tiny ginger cupcake for my soul,
nuzzle my dreams out of layaway
and nudge me to nesting again.

Joy stood on tiptoe to tickle me open
to looking close for the twinkle in now roomy spaces,
a newer nest for the next things
fluttering in my belly
~breath of spirit like bright rush of breeze
squeezing stomach wiggly with beautiful beginnings,
churning  fresh buttery hope.

So I’m opening wide to the lovely of nexts
to drifting leaves swooping like swallows
and dancing in warm speckled light.
And I plop right down into here and now
like a toddler in the sand
and let the smile of this present moment
disarm the melancholy of  missing.

As the life I’ve nurtured wobbles into powerful flight,
strong with love and lift
I sweep clean the sweet downy feathers of the past
and say yes to hovering over new things
……nesting again my own ripening life
~wallflower dreams.
brand new songs
and fledgling wings.



  1. Kathy on October 30, 2011 at 3:35 pm

    Wow. Intense. Raw. Beautiful. You are amazing, Jennifer. Big giant love filled hugs to you. Prayers for your son.

  2. Marcie on October 30, 2011 at 3:52 pm

    ‘Brand new songs..and fledgling wings.’ How absolutely beautiful..honest…and perfect – just as it is. Life – in all of its messy ups and downs and emotions.

  3. Anyes - Far Away in the Sunshine on October 30, 2011 at 4:09 pm

    Jennifer, your words are speaking of a new you waiting to be born…Trust yourself and keep on saying YES
    Hugs to you 🙂

  4. JBR on October 30, 2011 at 5:22 pm

    Came back for another look. As always the photos are so vibrant along with the stories Jen. Will have to use one of the photos for my background on my computer. Blessings as always.

  5. Louise G on October 30, 2011 at 6:46 pm


    My heat
    In time
    To your wings
    Gently stirring
    The song
    Of joy
    That awakens in every word
    You whisper
    On the wings
    Of your beauty
    Filled with the breath
    Of love.

    A very. Beautiful write my friend – and thank you for so joyously irinting your presence at my place. I am richer for your sharng.

    Hugs – and prayers for your son,

    You speak

  6. rachel awes on October 30, 2011 at 6:51 pm

    how thankful
    i am
    to that
    tiny ginger
    any friend
    of jennifers
    is a friend
    of mine.
    & thank you
    for teaching me
    about how
    sadness is joy



  7. Eydie on October 30, 2011 at 7:43 pm


    As “you open to the lovely of nexts”, the life you’ve nurtured is strong and safe.
    Know that he will return to your nest.
    Much love and light to you.

    As always, your pictures sing to me.


  8. Barbara on October 30, 2011 at 9:17 pm

    So beautiful and powerful!

  9. Bren on October 31, 2011 at 3:32 am

    Jen your words just prove over and over again how life’s greatest challenges and heartaches become fodder for our greatest creative outpourings. I wonder, do you know how powerful, how potent your words are, how unique your imagery and turn of phrases? It would be one of life’s greatest tragedies should they not reach and touch the hearts of great numbers of peoples. For the ‘Book.’ my friend.

  10. Lynn on October 31, 2011 at 8:12 am

    Sheesh! Just when I think your words cannot get any more brilliant than the uber brilliance they are,… they do! I would love to swim in these words. They are so smooth and soothing and smart.

  11. Relyn on October 31, 2011 at 10:39 am

    Think of all that love. It knows no miles. And the Father? Ah. He knows no distance either. I am joining you in praying for His loving protecting hands on your family.

  12. Connie Smiley on October 31, 2011 at 3:38 pm

    Oh, Jennifer, how to even comment on all that beauty packed into your words and photos? They leave me breathless and without words. Except to say thank you, and I’m praying with you.

  13. Mary on November 1, 2011 at 8:33 am

    my friend, you grieve well…healthy.
    you do not overlook it…push it down…
    but then you find the “manna” that is offered
    in the midst of it all…

    and yes i agree with Bren…book, book, book!!

    much love to you

  14. Anita on November 1, 2011 at 12:04 pm

    Your heart and hand write such beautiful words, your heart and eye take such beautiful photos, and your heart and soul is filled with such beautiful feelings. Thank you so much for sharing with us, and for being so open and honest while doing it.
    xo, Anita

  15. Poetic chronicles on November 1, 2011 at 2:42 pm

    Sadness and absence, missing and aching painted with the colors of spring, this bitter-sweet pang of nostalgia drowned in buttery hopes and bursting envies… Hey, you wild thing, let the wild rumpus start! 😉

  16. Peggy Krantz on November 1, 2011 at 6:37 pm

    That pansy made me smile in anticipation of the joy I would find in the words to follow. so I’m opening wide to the lovely of nexts…. Let it be true for me also.

  17. Barb on November 1, 2011 at 7:02 pm

    Beautiful words and pictures that I can enjoy! Thank Jenn for nuzzles and nestings.
    As always, love and prayers for you and your family. -Barb

  18. Kim on November 2, 2011 at 1:01 am

    Beautiful poetry, beautiful pictures… I love the descriptions, so heart felt. Hugs to you!

  19. kelly on November 2, 2011 at 8:42 pm

    so many wonderful lines… “nuzzle my dreams out of layaway” made me smile… i love the deep sense of awakening and hope. xoxo

  20. Maggie Mallard on November 2, 2011 at 11:26 pm

    Honey I need your beautiful writing tonight more than I can tell you.
    I leave here feeling much better than when I first came by for a visit.
    Your beautiful writing does that for me.
    Thank you and sending you much love

  21. jeanie on November 6, 2011 at 11:14 am

    Sadness is joy running backwards. I am typing these words up and hanging them on my wall, and I will hold them in my heart.

    By the way, I forgot to tell you in the other comment how much I loved the photos in both those posts!

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