I have both hands in the future, feeling around for spring like a blind woman searching for a treasure in a cold, dark closet. I touch her arm and tug her back to me in the middle of January, but she pulls abruptly away. I see her up in March and April. “Come back here,Continue reading “Ahead”
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Lines
A new journal with lines, my last one with its blank pages and no lines pricks at me. I couldn’t keep the words straight on the page. I thought it would be freeing to doodle and scribble along with my words but it has gotten out of hand. I opened the new book, clean pages,Continue reading “Lines”
Hinterhaus to Home
A house is a shelter, a place to lay down and sleep. It’s a place to eat a meal and have a conversation if you are so inclined. A house has been a blessing, a rescue and a refuge to me when I needed a place to go, but a house is not a “home”.Continue reading “Hinterhaus to Home”
The Night in Hinterhaus
Music to click and read by. In the night, tiny bodies push into soft, momma-fur. Soft sounds waft into the small, warm room. Seven little tails and the same in tummies and warm noses—twenty-eight tender paws have emerged from the deep and all is well in their simple, easy world. Hinterhaus, the writing shed outContinue reading “The Night in Hinterhaus”
Dancing
Click song and read along A slow dance, a lingered gaze, a conversation spanning days…a pace that is slow and kind, this way that He Himself created in me, who can fill it up but the One who made it like a lazy old sea lapping steady on a sandy shore. Like Cinderella’s shoe, IContinue reading “Dancing”
When it is Time to Die
. And I find that there is a bit of dying in all of my living;
Pours Forth Speech
Click and read along… 🙂 1The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands ***I can see that… 2Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. ***I can hear that.*** Without speech or language,without a sound to be heard,their voice has gone out into allContinue reading “Pours Forth Speech”
Sometimes and Always
Sometimes abundance and sometimes less Sometimes a spring in the step Sometimes an easy smile Sometimes a churning within Sometimes a soaring heart reaching high, reaching to touch the heart of God Sometimes a coward hiding unsure, clinging to other loves Sometimes peace, sometimes less, sometimes I fall into an easy rest. Sometimes…. Always… AlwaysContinue reading “Sometimes and Always”
Carried Along
…but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit. 2 Peter 1:21 . When I began to think of this, it was months ago, back when the geese flew into the cemetery as I walked along its paved roads. They plucked blades of grass among the tombstones, rested in theContinue reading “Carried Along”
The Long Conversation
I have pulled up a chair, poured a hot cup, I’ve had a cleaning cry when I needed to, I’ve poured it all out and I’ve kept it all in and found that it’s ok either way. I’ve stayed as long as I’ve liked, and I’ve come back when I may because there is time–my lifetime going on forever.
Hinterhaus Journal 