April 2025

 

April arrives in swirls of wet winds

the sky putty readying to be shaped

wild onions on the sides of the path

have laid themselves flat and ready

& still we walk to silence ourselves

we savour where and how our lives

are touched and blessed and sacred

for this we stop : like the good dog 

and smell every little and big thing

xo

March 2025

 

March 2025

the waves tumbled and tossed 

toward the shore loud & large 

all I could offer was my heart

xo

February 2025

 

"...where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy..."

I'm not suggesting that Saint Francis wrote these words; I don't know if anyone knows who did, but long ago, we aspired to love, faith, hope, light, and joy, and these sentiments, and more, hold true now. In this time and place of much confusion and many unknowns, these will be our essentials. It's challenging to stay on a path when the ground shakes, but our hearts know where to lead us: Listen carefully. Walk lightly. Hold on tightly. 

xo

Mid-January 2025

Mid-January 2025