You are not immune to these moments. Despite whatever cold you weather, rest assured the light will turn and Spring will come ‘round again. You know this. You know that tiny, ever singing bird perched on each heartbeat crying out for the goodness of belonging. That thing with feathers. You know it’s tune despite the… Continue reading The sea-saw
Category: Vespers in gloaming light
Prayers of gratitude and moments of grace.
Little thank you’s and musings of wonder and delight.
All memories of things that glow internally and in the world around me.
A prayer in January
God, I am grateful. Let me first start with that. I should start every day in such a spirit and often forget to. I am grateful, God, for all the things you give me; most importantly my ability to be thankful and count even the hard things a blessing. I know changing forecasts can lead… Continue reading A prayer in January
A Season of us
When I was a little girl there was a field behind my house that separated the neighbourhood from the rushing water of the Jones Falls and all that lay beyond. The field is still there behind the house although the little girl has grown much taller now. The field, which my young (and even then-romantic)… Continue reading A Season of us
Falling in Maine
To combat the loneliness, I walk slowly. When I get to my apartment I know what I will find when I enter; dishes that need washing, my yoga mat half rolled up and the quiet punctured only by the hum of the fridge. I’ve taken to peeking into the windows of the neighboring houses from… Continue reading Falling in Maine
And Oh! The songs you would sing!
When I was eight, I remember laying flowers on my Grandfather’s grave—my mother’s father—for Christmas—a somber family ritual. My grandmother stood next to me and said: “You never know when God will call you home to tend to his garden.” And she pointed upward towards the sky and raised her eyebrows the way she often… Continue reading And Oh! The songs you would sing!
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