Poetry Friday
Take Love for Granted Assume it’s in the kitchen, under the couch, high in the pine tree out back, behind the paint cans in the garage. Don’t try proving your love is bigger… Continue reading
Take Love for Granted Assume it’s in the kitchen, under the couch, high in the pine tree out back, behind the paint cans in the garage. Don’t try proving your love is bigger… Continue reading
The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives… Continue reading
How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of light against its being, otherwise we all remain too frightened.… Continue reading
Each year around the world, International Women’s Day is celebrated on March 8. To mark today, I want to give a shout out to all the women who have inspired and continue to inspire me here on Journeying… Continue reading
When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when… Continue reading
The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them… Continue reading