Posts Tagged ‘fresh wings’
Food for the flying……
I’ve been reading instead of writing this weekend, feasting on an artful cluster of healing stories by Rachel Naomi Remen and, wow, I want to serve it up, this goodness I’ve been feeding on ……some nips of nectar to nourish your bright wings:) ~ “The life in us is diminished by judgment far more frequently than by…Read More
Fraying times and faded jeans…..
I’ve got some unmet hunger for vacation and no windows in this wall of work to climb through and feed it so I sent my imagination on a relief mission and it returned with a smell plucked right from a sweet spot in my childhood ….the smell of old weathered rope creaking friendly beneath the tall tree…Read More
wishing you well….
I wish you fresh firm grace, eyes to see the plenty and hope enough to call it into every place of need that you drink from living fountains running strong beneath the dirt of things, deeper than the chaos, truer than the cheap, and find the sweet spot in all your living and loving and being; may there…Read More
An unlikely gift….
There is something new growing in my gratitude garden this year, this odd fruit of thanks for the crisp, clear gift of anger, the way it tolls like a bell when we need to stop and pay attention to the sound our heart makes when it needs to be heard above the roar, shaking and…Read More