Confessions to Imagination

Have you ever put your imagination on hold? Or, worse, ignored imagination completely? Here’s a poem of my Confessions to Imagination. Sending love and colorful waves your way!

Reverent New Year

Hi friends! In creating the poem below, I had a strong visual come to mind that led me to make this 3-minute video on the ritual of saying goodbye. It pairs with the poem. Enjoy and blessings on your continued journey to welcome the new year! Peace, Ally   I stood on the doorstep peered out, squinted strenuous awaiting the arrival of you. Time passed staring at the clouds, counting cracks, wishing you were here already. The time grew close, I felt the pulse of your arrival near. This is when I took the wisps of two thousand seventeen, the…

Coming Back to Center (Pt. 1)

Did I ever tell you I’m magnetized by circles? It’s not that I even realized my attraction to circles until one day, I told my friend, Harmony, I picked a rug out with circles, and she laughed. She followed up with something along the lines of “I’m not surprised. You have circles everywhere in your house.” I do? It got me thinking back to an art project I did in college. I created a video of all types of objects that are, you guessed it — circular. Centered on the screen, it flipped from bottle tops to coasters, from stickers…

God’s Love Remains

Last week, I wrote about resting in uncertainty in restless times. I began to think about Scripture as the source we can look to remind ourselves of God’s restoration. From the beginning, God shows up as a loving God who doesn’t oppress but frees. When evil lurks, God is in the midst rising up new leadership. When people are hungry, God provides manna. Where other systems use the high and mighty, God uses the outcast and least of these. When people fail God, God forgives and gives another chance. Our faith lies in a God who restores peace and wholeness…

New Beginnings

This past weekend, I witnessed my niece, Abby, graduate from high school. A mix of relief, satisfaction and excitement of what’s to come shone in her eyes. One chapter in her life has closed; a new chapter is about to open. New experiences await as she heads to college in a mere seven weeks. These encounters will both delight and test. And yet, at eighteen, breaking out of one’s shell is necessary. Adventure calls. There is no alternative than to answer the summons. As time turns, adventure subsides. We settle in, hoping for day after day of calm. We are…