One of the reasons I needed this year to be focused on contentment is my love of things. This is a different type of relationship to focus on because many of us do love some of our material possessions, but I only love what I have until it is done serving me. This love of mine for my possessions is fickle and abusive. That scarf I absolutely had … Continue reading Finding Contentment by Loving what I Already Have
This year I am focusing on learning to be content. So much of my life has been a striving after one desire, then on to the next striving towards whatever happened to catch my attention. The question I have been asking myself is, “When will what I have ever be enough”? When I took a mental checklist, I could not find myself lacking anything. Sure, … Continue reading Contentment 2018
God hunger – one who looks into a mirror then forgets his own face Continue reading Crave
Fades As different lives re-color her shades Many months Re-writing the lines of her face. She fades Vibrant colors Fall mutes Time commuting her sentence Toning down her sentiments. Once resplendent heart’s design So new and absorbent. An antique now Hidden atop a collector’s high shelf. To look at her again Would give her life. Continue reading Fades
In lieu of the current state of affairs With Facebook opinions so generously shared I’m taking block that was mentally built From my childhood – I call it my “Catholic guilt” So whether you take a knee or you don’t, Wave the confederate flag or you won’t, Whether you speak it, or write it, or sing us a song Whether you’re wrong or you’re right … Continue reading You’re Wrong
I woke up in love On a sunny Sunday morning Bird chirps Dog snores Hot tea nestled between my hands Thumbs curved through the tea cup’s handle Steam kissed face Warm layers of Stretchy pants and sweaters My hair’s grown past my ears Softly brushes my shoulders For the first time in years Turmoil Trouble Gave me my space My peace My rest My sabbath … Continue reading Sunny Sundays
I am listening. I am listening to a broken world. I am seeing the darker side of humanity, not for the first time, but with new eyes. I am so sorry. So heartbroken for my brothers and sisters. I can not blame the hatred on the ones who showed it outright before I pluck the plank of hatred from my own mind’s eye This is … Continue reading Pink Thin Skin
I see a church whose fiery fathers Lit the hearts of their congregation A space once filled with huddled Zealous hearts Masses Desperate For their Savior Week after Life-giving Week He was preached ……………………………………………………… Somewhere the lines were twisted Point of views in time and life Were shifted When traditions and those who held them Started dying Softened truths crept into hearts Fake prophesies, Lost prophets, … Continue reading The Old Abandoned Churches of New England
Calm Inhale the clouds Exhale the dust Count the stars on the back of your eyelids Calm Trace the outlines of your memories Dance among those precious, Vague shapes Smile Stretch and move your flexible spine Strong Remember the time You stood up in fear and trembling Armed with audacious Hope Put your hand on your hip – Still carrying the arrows you … Continue reading Calm
Full disclosure: this one’s a bummer. This is therapy for me, but even if one person can relate to it, then I’d feel justified in hitting that “publish” button. Sometimes I have to write the raw feelings before my heart can get to the lesson behind the pain. Invisible They say it’s hard to forgive and forget, But I gave that up when I … Continue reading Invisible
