Prickles and portals and play it again….

Sometimes into life’s overwhelm come soft days so thick with grace that the volume gets turned up on your dreams so loud that it drowns out some fear, shaking dance back into your feet until your heart starts taking on hope like a ship sinking fast in a sea of fresh mercy as heaven storms…

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Barbeque grace and the words I couldn’t say……..

 Shame. It wants to shut you up,  close you in, set your peace on fire. And it won’t be hushed until it burns your courage down. I lean into the turn of the year with a hungry hope and my walking-forward shoes laced up brave, I’m going looking for some shelter in this storm but…

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River she keeps rolling….

Sometimes it cuts through sudden,   the blade of old ache, so sharp it slices into the tender parts of who we are; funny how a season soaked in merry-making can shake loose the pain, send it fumbling  from where it lay buried alive and this,  too,  is gift because sometimes in the wreckage we settle too soon and the nails we…

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Prickles, pain and portals….

Sometimes into life’s overwhelm come soft days so thick with grace it seems the volume gets turned up loud on your joy and it drowns out some pain shaking dance back into your feet, and your heart starts taking on hope like a ship sinking fast in a sea of beauty as heaven storms down light so fierce it…

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bird in a skyfull of love….

My heart is full of river and sky and apple blossom and newborn green, of leaves uncurling buttery soft and smelling still not of this world and it’s a fresh breeze I’m breathing as the sun shines soft on the field of dreams I carry inside. My business is busy and my foot is mending but i’m…

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