To Be of Use (Poem by Marge Piercy)
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows…
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows…
Resist by insisting on being happy, regardless.
May you have a special day today and may your whole next trip around the sun be an unfoldment of all sorts of joy…
I don’t know how else to explain the calm of this grey wetness with hardly a glimmer of light or life, only my car tyres swishing the lying water…
I feel like a vehicle waiting in the driveway sure that I’ll eventually be driven somewhere.
Unresolution Because after all these years of focusing on the goal as if happiness is a thing I attain or a place I might finally reach, now I thrill when I see through the myth of arrivals. I see where I have grasped and clutched and clawed and scrabbled to be somewhere not where I … Read more
We think of him as safe beneath the steeple, or cosy in a crib beside the font, but he is with a million displaced people on the long road of weariness and want.
Welcome Whether you are spending your day surrounded by the hubbub of family, or in gaping isolation, or reverent solitude, nestled at home or ranging abroad, may you feel all the best of Life reborn in your heart today. Please know you are cherished and essential, celebrated and eternal by the divine Father/Mother. You have … Read more
Last night, an owl in the blue dark tossed an indeterminate number of carefully shaped sounds into the world…
There is a faith in loving fiercely the one who is rightfully yours…
Nothing magical about it unless you count all the sunlight dribbling like praise down my chin.
We make the world in which we live, by what we gather and what we give…