Posts Tagged ‘open heart’
To leave behind a well-worn life…..
I want to live my life – the whole messy thing – live all the in-betweens and almosts and dark corners. To live even when I’m spooked and my living starts to freeze up, when I’d rather go sleepy or let a blue day swallow me down. I want to live above the ground for…
Read MoreWhisper a little word….
It’s a new day with a fresh batch of lines on another page and I’m grateful for the beginnings we carve out in the long stretches of time to mark and remember and celebrate. Celebrate….my one little word for the last 365. I called it a challenge from the start and it didn’t disappoint:) I…
Read Morea heartfull of hymn….
For rivers and fountains and leaves and fields and bulbs and seeds and stories and songs and all the ways that love pours in when hope holds open the door, I whisper thanks, and for flight and flutter and drift and dance and all the ways that family happens, that art happens, that rest…
Read MoreSeptember sunset….
I live among the trees, grand oaks and maples and sycamores and poplars that gift us with their shade and rustle, a rich sound-stage for songbirds and owls and bands of other feathered musicians who fill our days and nights with their achingly beautiful sounds. I love our trees and they mostly love us back,…
Read Morethick with wild hope…
My lap is full of January, these simple bells, one for each day, my heart poured out in bits of art that keep the stories stirred and speaking. I don’t want to forget these riffs, the horse and rider and rushing water, blackbirds and hawk and torn feathers beside her, another year marked with a…
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