Let Beauty Nap in Your Lap

I hear you. You are tired. Worn out from this and that, a dire need for vibrancy Today, I urge you with this simple task: let beauty nap in your lap I know, I know you are quite busy with big plans, talkfests, running to and fro, but if you take a stand to sit, If you take a stand to be IF you take a stand to still and allow the wings of a pigeon dove to shield you with mercy, well then You may find yourself falling in love with the insignificant You may find yourself dreaming something…

Nurturing the (Soul, soul)

Often, we attempt to nurture the self. But, the self isn’t the same as the soul. I’ve been considering this quite a bit lately. Here is a poem that arose from from my reflections. Soul, soul. I hadn’t seen her in some time, as she loved her secret space. When she peaked her presence, I delighted. In short order, I took control of her needs. I bought her a Starbucks latte and a new red handbag, but she didn’t seem impressed. I fed her fancy chocolates and poured her a glass of wine. She smiled a bit, but still, something…

6pm: Twilight Reflection (A Lenten Pause)

This season of Lent, I am focusing on the monastic practice of seven daily pauses. Each week, I offer you a poem and piece of gradually changing art for each pause. Last week, we rested at the Hour of Wisdom (3pm). This week, we break at 6pm, the Twilight Hour. A wonderful book greatly aiding me through this series is Seven Sacred Pauses by Macrina Wiederkehr. You’ve touched ribbons of sunlight with your fingertips. Now, the shimmer of moonbeam awaits your presence. You’ve arrived, to the edge of the day, where the sun kisses the moon. The verge of rest…

Mid-Day Peace (A Lenten Pause)

This season of Lent, I am focusing on the monastic practice of seven daily pauses. Each week, I offer you a poem and piece of gradually changing art for each pause. Last week, we rested at the Blessing Hour (9am). This week, we break at Noon, the Hour of Illumination. A wonderful book greatly aiding me through this series is Seven Sacred Pauses by Macrina Wiederkehr. We’ve reached the noon hour. There’s no turning back. The cool, dark shadows are gone, a ribbon of sun stream at its’ peak, Yes, look close— a white energetic glow falls over all the…

A Christmas Secret (Do Not Be Afraid.)

Beloved, There is a secret in your midst. The secret is wonderful. Powerful. Everlasting. Are you ready? Here it is… The Christmas story is actually your story. My story. Yes. It’s true. I know how easy it is to go through days nearly numb to our actions. We neatly stack our bricks, align our shoes, swallow our food whole. We follow the good, the right, the status quo— Because after all, this is how it’s done, this is what we’ve learned. Us, rule followers, brick stackers. You and I, we’ve never imagined it differently. But here’s the thing, the story…