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.
Wow. Intense. Raw. Beautiful. You are amazing, Jennifer. Big giant love filled hugs to you. Prayers for your son.
‘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.
Jennifer, your words are speaking of a new you waiting to be born…Trust yourself and keep on saying YES
Hugs to you 🙂
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.
Jennifer,
My heat
beats
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,
L
You speak
how thankful
i am
to that
tiny ginger
cupcake.
any friend
of jennifers
is a friend
of mine.
& thank you
for teaching me
about how
sadness is joy
running
backwards.
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XOX
Jennifer,
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.
xoxo
So beautiful and powerful!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
Jen,
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
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! 😉
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.
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
Beautiful poetry, beautiful pictures… I love the descriptions, so heart felt. Hugs to you!
so many wonderful lines… “nuzzle my dreams out of layaway” made me smile… i love the deep sense of awakening and hope. xoxo
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
Maggie
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!