Sunday, April 17, 2011

a twist on a prayer.

i have been witness to so many beautiful gifts the past few days...

this is for all those i love who have been abundantly blessed 
by love & babies & healing...


May your eyes be wide and seeing
May you learn from the view where you’re kneeling
Know the fear of the world that you’re feeling 
Is the fear of a slave
May you know how the fight was started 
And want as much from the snake as the garden
Wear them both like a glove that you can wave

May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they failed to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all

May you lose what you offer gladly 
May you worship the time and it’s passing
Stars won't ever wait for you to watch them fall

We’re the smoke on a burned horizon 
We’re the boat on a tide that’s rising
Both the post and the pig you’re untying 
Put your gun for the blade
Someday we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slapping 
Someday we may be shocked to be laughing 
At the way we behave

May your tongue be something wicked
Know your part in the calf and the killing 
See straight through the captain you’re kissing
Helm loose in his hand

May your words be well worth stealing
Put your hand on your heart when singing
The choir’s sick of the song but they’ve still got to stand. 

Little children, the wind is whipping 
Short hands on a clock still ticking 
Both the egg and the red fox grinning 
His belly full for the day

Someday we may all want nothing
And all forget that we’ll get what’s coming
Someday I’ll say the world was something 
That we just couldn’t change

May your hands be strong and willing
May you know when to speak and to listen 
May you find every friend that you’re missing
There’s no check in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
Around and around you go, biting your tail

awakenings.



i've been in a fragile state lately. 
d has been worried about me.  
i almost cried yesterday when it snowed. 
literally.
i have 'joked' about burning my winter coat in the fireplace.
he tried to hide the weather forecast from me this morning because there was a chance it may snow tonight. 
he's a wise man. 

it has been a 
loooooooonnnnnnnnnng 
winter. 
but the sun is coming. 
i can feel it. my body senses it. 
my body & mind & soul 
feel like they are finally waking from an 
expansive hibernation period. 
i've been spring cleaning...
and craving fresh berries 
& wandering through the gardening stores in our neighborhood...
and dreaming of the farmer's market.
i went to yoga today for the first time in a few months. i tried to imagine myself as a sleepy brown bear, 
stumbling & fumbling 
to make my limbs move like they used to.
it only took one downward dog...and my mat felt like home again. 
my teacher said something in class that nudged my soul...she reminded us to not only embrace each pose, but to savor even the transition between. 
hmmm......yes. yes! 
i have been so focused 
(some would say obsessed) 
with how NOT warm it is 
that i have neglected
 to be thankful for how NOT cold it is! 
heck, i wore flip flops to the grocery store tonight! 
with NO coat! 
we saw buds on the trees on our walk this morning!
we drove with the windows down this afternoon! 
so while i may remain ghostly white...
and my sundresses may stay stored away...
i am going to settle into thankfulness. 
i will be grateful that even though it is 
april and 30 degrees...
that it is not january and -30 degrees. 
i will search & delight in the new life blossoming around us. 
and i'll trade that blasted down coat for a new rain coat. 
don't mind if i do!   


Tuesday, April 5, 2011

To carry a grudge is like being stung to death by one bee. - William H. Walton

“Sincere forgiveness isn't colored with expectations that the other person apologize or change. 
Don't worry whether or not they finally understand you. 
Love them and release them. 
Life feeds back truth to people in its own way and time.” 
-Sara Paddison


as you may remember, i stumbled upon this a few months ago....


and then this one in another neighborhood...



and this one on a snowy day, venturing out for sunday brunch...


and this one...


(and a few more in random places that i failed to capture ...)

suffice to say, when words fail me, these pictures will have to testify to what i'm trying to learn 
(and let go all at the same time) these days. 

i'm a thinker, a dweller, an inward facing debater....

i'm constantly tangling & untangling a yarn of emotion & grace & wisdom & fear in a drastic effort to understand who i am and how my soul somehow dwells not only in this body, but in every living thing around me...and how holding on to the past only drowns out the exquisite beauty & joy & wonder that life is so willingly pouring out.