Nov 2019
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Wordfall
At my altar of disbelief You fell tears from my eyes Continue reading
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When an answer questions you
Identities baffle me: sometimes I’m an eagle, floored. Sometimes I’m not a bird at all, but the questions and answers don’t really change, not from the beginning of life. That’s kind of the one thing that never changes. Read more….. Continue reading
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The Cross and the Cradle
Christmas will never go away, because of the Cross Continue reading
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Inter-Species Comfort-bearers
I’ve wondered why my Creator structured the universe among this many species, what the dialogue between us all is besides the incredible facts of circles of life, food chains… Continue reading
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In my heart there are walls and rooms and doors
Not knowing what you really own is one of the greatest tragedies of our times Continue reading
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What dialect can describe what draws me like a bridge o’er Change ?
Everytime I say a word to the invisible God, it is a bridge into your territory. I whisper, I brake. Change is hard to take; all I have is the movement, this moment, and I’m taking it forward. I leave behind what cannot remain, I cannot stay I must say, talking to my invisible One,… Continue reading
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in the cross weave it’s not all about me Continue reading
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This is that time in your life, a tide turns
…losses you never thought remembered your name… Continue reading
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Hostage
I’m going to say it like it is unedited, we all got in the way of each other. There was not one saint left, no pretending sweet mouthed padre left standing there, just all of raving,spitting fire,fury at its ragged best. We were being assaulted,we would give it like we got it in jaw, lip,… Continue reading
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Today is different
I refuse to let one more moment wrestle me out of Grace…..(read on) Continue reading
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Go,glow
look close, we are more than 206 bones, we are more than hands and feet of clay or stone in gardens of love and hate and war for peace; we are breathers of each others carbon and makers of tears, we are not insignificant to the rituals of history, the passing of time; we are… Continue reading
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The choreography of Faith
I never understood the aspect of ‘dance’ like I did this morning, writing this post. (It is physical deliverance of what goes on in one’s skin,toes,bones,soul. Our inner universe runs out to play, if we’re understood, we get in sync with the external world of other people’s senses. Not always do we dance to each… Continue reading
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Midnight prayer
Everyday is different with Joh as he copes with med side effects for seizures he’s rid of. Prayer helps all of us stay focused on the power of prayer to prepare for the next day, for the night, for dawn. It gives me strength to try not change into a manic worry, or overthinking. It… Continue reading
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True Love
I found you here,waiting in the little alley behind heartbreak. His little tender face not so tender in some chaotic moments, and me… Continue reading
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Starlands
Mountains of change, attached valley cliffhanging honeysuckle, dew, dawn whispers, mist – to these I owe my Continue reading
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Must stop You and say
..thankyou for every drop of sun and rain that grew us like bouquets on tables of grace, Gratitude for the colors of my life among colors of an earth on fire, Gratitude for leaf that went away and those that grew,or birthed for stars that fell and those that lit dark night with light not… Continue reading
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He
Heard. He heard me. Dyou believe mid-traffic, He heard the noise in my head, my questions and riot; I know a thing left me. Shadows,doubt. How can I say enough the way this is? He heard me. Didn’t change the situation,but He heard my voice. It tore past all His universe, and it resonates deep… Continue reading
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Its such little words
“I love you,” He said it like it were oceans Continue reading
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Misunderstood
How was I to know Storms could be mentors? ….. Continue reading
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My First Blog Post
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde.Ah Wilde.He’d say something like that. What can I say. I’m taken too, see. Taken by the Light though I didnt want to wake this morning. Wished we could just sleep in and the good Lord feed us on the inside(He does?) and then say it’s… Continue reading
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TrailPost
Was supposed to say ‘trial post’ though this sounds new and strange. Which is what I want maybe… strange as in ‘unplanned good’. Not saying anything cute and planned, just words off my head as I zone back in on the great I am. If you know who and what you are, what a wonder… Continue reading
