Today, after a long day in a series of very long days, in a series of very, very long months; I sat on my couch and watched the snow float through the March sky. It hardly was there at all, just tiny icy flicks of light; I doubt it touched the ground honestly. But from… Continue reading Truly we live with mysteries…
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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
Whisper back
Go on, take it. It’s yours to carry, no matter the burden. The sorrow is as fleeting as the snow and half as cold. The world reaches her hand out to you and pleads: “Touch palms with me, let me soothe you in beauty. Look how much goodness surrounds you. Look how much you know.”… Continue reading Whisper back
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
Why worry at all?
I stood and looked up and saw that the rocks that had once been above me were now below where I stood And I wondered, did they know they would change the shape of the river when they left their perch in the sky? Their falling caused streams where no streams were before. And petite… Continue reading Why worry at all?
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
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