As We Wait

While plunked down in stillness when I want to keep moving I find it’s a grand time to remind myself to notice the layers and layers of now Like the lawns flocked with shadows, clouds covering clouds, and maybe the crescendo of katydid calls all harmonizing in complex moments with my heartbeat and my breath … More As We Wait

Are We There Yet?

So often car trips are sprinkled with back seat travelers asking, “Are we there yet?” In our family the running joke to answer that question was always, “We’re here now.” Of course that didn’t answer the essence of the question about the destination, but did emphasize the value of the journey. I took this photo … More Are We There Yet?

Catapulting Into Joy

Catapult me into joy – oh, leaves in brief suspension before swaying down to earth oh, clouds that paint a full moon with broad brush strokes oh, freedom of loose hair blown back by sudden breeze oh,  whiff of campfire memories clinging on my shirt Amidst mundane moments I glimpse these jewels of bliss, intimate … More Catapulting Into Joy

How to Elude Ennui

Avoiding time-wasting activities is about as likely as escaping gravity We find ourselves being where we don’t want to be stuck in traffic, waiting in line, wanting the meeting to end Yet gridlocked time can be a small gift Precious moments for coming alive Time we are given to taste the present like savoring rich … More How to Elude Ennui

Space-between Game

It is curious how easily I get lost in the jumble of tasks, five errands to run during rush hour traffic somewhere to be at a particular time but blocked by others doing the same While plunked down in stillness when I want to keep moving I find it’s a grand time to remind myself … More Space-between Game

Take Care To Be Kind

The poem pierces the night a whistle that rounds the track awakening the memory of what not yet has happened The future always holds its death so take care – this could the last kind act you get to live Locomotive image from Pixabay Giving hands image from Pixabay Dear readers, in the last six … More Take Care To Be Kind

Nebraska

After Lincoln, we traveled through miles of brindled beige landscape. With only 60 miles left of fuel, 235 miles left to Denver and no town on the horizon, we pulled off the highway for gas at a lone station in the midst of corn fields. She cleaned the windshield while I started the pump. Leaning … More Nebraska

Now to Forever

What is the distance between now and forever? Is it measured in light years? Generations? Or maybe the moments between burnt toast for breakfast and the birth of a generous deed Moments between what is damaged by rage and that which is healed with compassion Let’s be diligent choosing a focus, dear friends, for it’s … More Now to Forever