Finding Words

“Words don’t mean anything.” I found myself saying that a lot in 2009.  Words I read.  Words I wrote.  Empty. It’s not surprising that I...

Air

As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freefall, and float into ...

Night Prayer

Lord, dear lover of my heart, I see you in the dance of Light The play of leaves The healing lines of heart sacrifice Be to me my all Be to me my hope In this c...

A Commitment to Loveliness

Many thanks to Emma at Charming the Birds from the Trees. I wandered onto her blog a few weeks ago and discovered the challenge, A Commitment to Loveliness: “Al...