Timing and tangles…..

Words haven’t found me this week.
I tried to wrangle some into a few lines and they bolted and scattered
and worked themselves into tangles
like vines climbing corn in the field.

Didn’t feel ready or good to my heart,  the things I wanted to say.
Like the persimmons by the creek,
fleshing out but still too bitter.

So I’ll share these light bits of morning and glory
waiting for unforced rhythms of grace
Because I really like letting ripe happen.

And it’s beautiful when things open and unfold
in their own sweet time.

To everything –  turn,  turn,  turn
there is a season –  turn,  turn,  turn
and a time to every purpose under heaven.
-The Byrds

“To everything there is a season….”
-Ecclesiastes 3:1

I’m so glad to send a copy of my September issue of Ripplesongs
to Susan Etole,  whose own lovely spirit has lifted mine
for so many times and seasons.


  1. Loving the rich, ripe vibrancy you share.
    And wishing you colour and comfort.

  2. Lynn Wilkinson says

    Your words aware always so full of wisdom and love… Thank you for reminding me to let things come as they are meant and to not rush the changing of tides….

  3. All in good time…. I love that quote!

    • I love those words….all in good time.
      I used to think them scary, spoken by the witch in the Wizard of Oz.
      They seemed foreboding. Now I see them in the context of season,
      not threat. I appreciate you taking the time to share them:)

  4. Even these few words of yours are so true. Hope you have a wonderful week and ripening!

  5. How I understand those times when “words don’t find you.” But you know they will. They will. Everything needs its rest. We are life on earth, like the birds and the flowers, the earthworms…I almost wrote earthwords! Yes, we are the earthwords! Blessings. Susie

  6. September has been beautiful, but exhausting to me…but I know that this will change too. Turns, twists, changes…gratitude for this. Hugs, kath

    • Turns, twists, change…..isn’t it a delicious ride when we
      lose the fear and let go. I’ve experienced this very, very little
      but what I tasted was so sweet that I want more:)
      Thanks and love,

  7. Brewing the leaves for a sufficient time, intensifies the flavor; happy to wait while thoughts “brew”. {lovely Petunias}

  8. I’m confused. I think there was another post here in this spot, with these photos, that touched me in a powerful way about tangling. And untangling other people’s things, being overwhelmed. And someone named Breme. And now when I click on that post and photo, it’s different words. AND the most outrageously beautiful morning glories of all time!

    I’ve felt a bit tangled with other peoples’ stuff these days, too — and what you said in that one resonated powerfully. And when the other is ripe enough to reappear, I hope it will!

  9. “And it’s beautiful when things open and unfold in their own sweet time.” ~boy that is soo true…just learning to be patient is the thing!!!

  10. When I have those days I go to the garden and get lost in the beauty like you have shared here…big hugs to you!

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