Riding sweet wild holy air…..

During these days of strange things I’ve fallen deeper in love with creativity, with that thing that draws us into collaboration with God, for the way it goes like flutter and flight and drift and wings that spirits through the fingers of strangling things, to that free-at-last feeling of s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g out cramped ways been folded…

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Like prayer flags in the wind….

Sharing some of the fresh doors dancing open during a time when fear and grief rattle the windows. Some pickings from my gratitude garden: ~ For the sweet taste of clean in the city air. ~ That it feels as if my life has stopped hemorrhaging busyness and if Springtime has ever been this deeply…

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In every wink of light….

When it hurts really bad,  this life and I’m walking,  sometimes crawling through, my hands can get to shuddering in the wrestle to lay down the white-knuckled way I take on when I feel scared, to get my fingerprints off where I want to wrangle some control, to fix or defend or self-protect but the…

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Badlands and bounty and loving it all……

I took a week away unplanned because I was spent from tugging some story into words and then I lost my faithful little sidekick,  Lucy,  and I needed to hold some quiet around me soft while my heart sat with it all for awhile. In all of my remembering,  I met again the word that…

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