And I say to you, I say to you (and what really do I know of these things) I say when your heart says go:go. And when your heart says run:run. And when your heart says stay:stay. Who says you need to play by the rules? Who says there are rules at all? Just small… Continue reading Sunday
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Around again
Dear First Monday in December, I sure am happy to see you. How did we get so far in the year? This year of so much learning and so much growing. So much for me has changed, even reading back over this blog I can see snapshots of it all in hindsight. The lessons I've… Continue reading Around again
A poem for Thursday
Do you remember those days? Do you wish they would come back to you? Do you want to start over? Perhaps you just need a rest. Do you remember those dreams? Do you wish you still had them? Do you still long for the same things? Are you still feeling blessed? I don’t know. I… Continue reading A poem for Thursday
triple threat
I have to keep reminding myself: words mean nothing, but action everything. I don't just mean for other people. For me too. I would like those two things to go hand in hand. I get mixed up in there somewhere. Good intentions, strong words, messy actions. Whats the disconnect there? I need to think about… Continue reading triple threat
Him
This pretty little view is missing the most important part: the guy who gives me hope that all of the loss is really just a way to invite new great things in. More unexpected things, more joyful surprises, more goodness, graciously. I didn't see him coming, in fact I dodged and hid as much as… Continue reading Him
These days
Well, I’m not sure these days which way the wind is blowing me. Which way the crow flies. How far it is to safety. I’m not sure these days how to find a way around it all. How to concern myself with the big picture. How to iron out the details. I’m just one foot… Continue reading These days
Parting is such sweet sorrow
The leaves are just starting to fall, and I realized this Autumn and last are so very different. And I thought, thank god I didn’t know what was coming. And I thought, but either way I made it didn’t I? And here you are with dearest friends saying sacred text and standing on balconies in… Continue reading Parting is such sweet sorrow
A Fairytale
(For every girl who choses herself over the prince and consequently becomes the evil witch in his re-telling of the fairytale.) I had all the makings of a cinderella. My hair in the light was as luster-ridden as any. My eye sparkled up at him for years. But my heart never felt right in the… Continue reading A Fairytale
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