This time it’s strange. Normally. I feel suffocated. Go outside. To breath. Feel alive again. Go out empty. Needing filling. But, this day, I stroll outside. Man made walls. With both hands full. Not empty. Camera in one hand. Disappointment in the other. Waking up to. Coffee creamer. Non-existent. Settling. With Chai Tea and light Vanilla Soy Milk. […]
The One Best Gift You Can Give Your Kids.
Some mornings the obligations of the world jump out at you. Cling on. Take old. Long before your first sip of coffee. And this morning was one of those mornings. I hoped for the chance. To squeeze out some “me” time. Wake up slowly. Sip coffee. Something I haven’t enjoyed since, I don’t know when. Grace […]
The Hippie In The Grocery Store
Drudging through the grocery store with kids. All wanting to be anywhere but here. And I search for spices that revive my spirit. Amongst the chaos of it all. Needing tranquility to awaken my senses. In this deadness of winter. And I see him. A tall, type. Hippy fellow. And he looks quite like me. Hungry […]
Ponderings from the Pond 2
Compelled outside. Early morn. Forsaking beauty for over-sized boots. Loves Eternal. Still asleep. Wooden dock calling me…. Out of constricting walls. Into open field. Down grassy path….. To waters edge whispering. And there…..I drown in silence. Devouring His peace, like breakfast to the soul. Searching for Heaven’s handouts….even more….. And I absorb unfiltered air….unbound by walls […]
Clinging to Goodnight
I tuck you in. Youngest One. And this is what I tell you: All the reasons I love you…. I love the way you giggle…full force. No hesitation…no holding back. So unlike us big, self composed people. Simple, pure joy bubbling out. I love the way you smile at anyone, everyone, ear to ear. Not because […]
God Speaks
Driving past fields. Farms. Settlements well worn. From pain staking, sweat earned….difficult years. Trying to clear head…. Find rest from puzzles with sharp edges. And I recollect their beauty. …Any building still standing must have a strong foundation. And emotions surge. As I grip all I have got. Fragments. Pulled apart….And I ask… Why is vision […]