Posts Tagged ‘a living rest’
Safeheld in the tree that knows me….
(continued from previous post….) I grew up amongst the two trees, feeling the stirrings of them both. The living tree was where I knew joy, and a peaceable rest that sprung up from feeling safe in the easy just being. I took refuge in these branches most often alone, when stress and clamor didn’t steal…Read More
Of facts and fountains…..
So what if I am too tired, too busy, too foggy, too muddled by details that keep dribbling over the edge of my lists and days like an overstuffed laundry hamper spilling onto floors that I wish I could clear and clean and freeze that way. And what if the nights aren’t strong enough to hold me at rest,…Read More