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Finding True Love
wait. Breathless. No more asking, that’s for Christmas shopping lists. Here, Its no need, no gravity pull, no demand to demand. Speechless, open wings curled in blades, this unimaginable event, a dying into freedom from that clutch of human indifference See thru the skin of eyelids – the Face of One Who never turns away. Continue reading
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Embracing Life’s Challenges: Lessons from the Sea
That September we had a small celebration, our youngest was a baby. How d’you describe the sea to a blind person, leave alone a tiny human? We did our bit, but he wailed, burrowed face in me. The sand, the huge amount of it, was too much for his little fingers. He’d just begun to Continue reading
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Breathe
Meru, also narrating @the Concert three months ago, said the word, Breathe. I wasn’t just nervous, I had a bully in my throat, right thru rehearsals. A cough. The concert, hosted by local talent, was all set to go in that pre- 5pm hush. Inhale, hold, exhale. Dramatics at college and school had emphasized this Continue reading
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Soul Trek
I’ve walked a billion circles but with Him the miles spiral joy, they retrack my hesitation to stretch, ach – Continue reading
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Tears of God
I am a tear drop of you, piece of Your iris, fiber of Your gaze.. Continue reading
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Powered byPeace
Merchants of Peace: people not shy of being the Change they teach: Ma Therese, she could clean leper wounds and say she was doing all her service for Jesus. God bless anyone like her, and everyone not like her. Peace makes for forgiveness and hopefully less war. Life’s not like that you say. Reality is Continue reading
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there will be Light
..the Presence of the Touch that touches all Continue reading
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Beauty & the Beast
She brings me her drawing book, “Draw something, na. I heard you paint.” Its been a while since I sketched but her eyes draw me into them – midnight velvet eyes, breathless for dawn. Its a hospital, I do not ask what she’s feeling, what’s going on in her young life, is youth as beautiful Continue reading
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Raining Prayers
We went out for vanilla scoops- 2/each, then met 3 Kashmiri ex- Techies selling Samovar tea…(its a brew of cinnamon flags, saffron shreds stewed over coal & Kehwa steam), 7pm The dark lashed Kashmiri sons & I trade shares of different lives. He has had a bullet wound in his arm. 6ish feet tall, smiling Continue reading
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Say
I write for a group of writers :Five minute Friday and this week we ‘Say‘ in five minutes, what’s between our fingers, asking to be said. I’m thinking of Ghezu a local Dancer and she was good to feature on a video shoot for my daughter, but we got the feeling she was holding back, Continue reading
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Prisoner of Hope
#WDYS An earth, arrested by her own love for all her species. A Love nothing can destroy: not every last sting of hate, not every last sword – it just keeps her alive: Love: It mutates, re-surrects what all else might kill, for True Love kindles Hope kindles her billion billion pieces of dying Prayers Continue reading
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We, look for You
Like sunflowers to the sun: You lookin for me to look for You. Who’d’ve thought Creation forever stalks its Creator: even in our vilest cuss, we Address You: We know that we look for You, to blame, or occasionally bless: like a moon to the sun, we watch/ orb Your orbit a whirl to Your Continue reading
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24 hour cycles to Eternity
Every Midnight tells the Dawn – you’re dead gone. The Dawn says nothing just Rises. Continue reading
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2024 : Year of Release!
Vihan, a young girl, shares her inspiring journey of finding strength and purpose through her faith in Jesus. With over 500 songs and nearly 600 lifestyle videos, she continues to inspire others. Her candid reflections and devotion shine through in her latest offerings. Discover her uplifting message and music, and be blessed. Continue reading
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The Power of a Bruise
Portrait of a Bruise that, though makes one feel small, connects us to the mystery, of the transformative power of faith. Ot captures the beauty of the vulnerable to new beginning in the Garden with Christ. Continue reading
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WORD FALL
Vinepress3 my bloodshadows are thick with a thousand generations of man, but Your Vine saps me to the Word ~like swords strip my thorn Oh Vibe of Heaven in my branch, awoken, rising startled. 🧤 Impression from* Marks Gospel 2 Sapling from wilderness grafted into Christ. “Sap” His Word . His wound , as from the Continue reading
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December Dare!
Toja has eyes that were amber gold, now they fill with hate; but it is this kind of month: gorgeous sacred emotions. We are descendants of blessings or what? I cannot hate you back Toja, its too late. There was a killer double rainbow last evening 4pm, in chilly drizzle. We ran to the terrace Continue reading
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My Friend & Hiding Place
To my horror I realized my growing addiction to Thrillers. Exorcist though was ugly- boring. Omen more aethestically thrilling, clever. Sure I was nose-deep – in Love for the Sacred, but just about nose deep. Like a deep sea diver that flip flops with mere sand crab. One noon, my 7 months pregnant self, watching Continue reading
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3 phrases I saw yesterday that’s shooken me
Believers in zero Supernaturality spread their faith thick. Some pray to ourself or rivers, trees, sun, moon. Or to good people & hymns handing down faith like Habits worn at the altar, at incense fires and bronze- hand-held manageable cross, in gentle Stained- glass lit Shepherd with some pastel white sheep. Cathedral microphones may or Continue reading
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i meet You here
Here You always wrote Letters to me, in the Grab of my total attention: these Notes, I understand best when there are no demands, no selfish prayer, no request, just Us; We’ve lived in little and larger cities, villages, mountain, desert, coast, chatty spring, rowdy river to the sea, and bustling town.. & now in Continue reading
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Chapters of Us
Dawn light shocks my drowsy cup of herbal tea, It fills my dregs, my emptiness, It trails down my throat, my skin, finger tips, my pale blue sock, It falls my floor; Its Dew sips my trees, @ interstellar pace 186,000 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second 5.88 trillion miles (9.46 trillion kilometers) per year, zips Continue reading
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Invisible Instincts?
our instincts can be blinded by visibility? I am the Aftermath* of zillion family types we never saw; the map of them is in me. We acquire our Environment’s smiles, streets: these we inherit / disinherit, this is what we instinctively fear, or dance with. We hold what makes us feel less vulnerable. In pursuit Continue reading
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Definitely November
last night after a long day, our son leaned his eyes in my arm. If you’ve seen him, you know he cannot see, so the sensories are numbed in eye sockets. That’s a weird thing to say, but my tears & heart filled in a way it hasn’t: with no sensible words. I sat there, Continue reading
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The Silent Prayer
nestling where we’d least find it, in the eye of a storm; hated by hell, coveted by those who know Its power; yes This is the best possession I have now, maintained like a cherished Garden. This I’d keep forever and not let go: that secret place where we meet the immortal Continue reading
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Burning Bush
It burns between Rock and Hard place: with leaves of Fire. I can’t look away nor crumble. The Burning Bush gives no apology for Its Fire: Its Voice burns my wilderness, then roots me into seasons of Red seas. Continue reading
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And This!
Nothing impacts me like the historic Cross of Jesus, Whose blood alone redeems Life. Though I pursue power & possession, though even, give all my wealth to the poor, or speak with tongues of angels, if I have not the love of God in me, I am nothing but a clanging cymbal, a falling drop Continue reading
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greet a total stranger..
…fearless (is that safe at all? Never mind tell them anyway, to please have a good day?/ is that condescending? Tell them we are preciously made (uh old school?) What I’d love to be is unselfconsciously publicly friendly, giving, caring. (But uh uh! We are self righteous around beggars, judgemental around the suffering, careless with Continue reading
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Yelling out loud, “Peace, please!”
We wait for it, but anticipating sweetness in bitters, is an acquired taste? Yes I can put of, for long enough, my own sense of Peacefulness! Looking for white flags, or better still, making them, is what we don’t do very well? Humans try. And we pray, some. It gives me a peace that surpasses Continue reading
