A meditation

These past few months have been a meditation of sorts - on the meaning of life not on the grand scale but on the minutiae of everyday living, mine; and on the impact this life has on those around me. We live in relationship to each other after all, whether we acknowledge it or not. … Continue reading A meditation

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We did not lose ourselves.

We did not lose ourselves because in each moment we were creating ourselves. Decades of life… every moment, every decision a reflection of that moment. With hindsight, we seek to tell of a past with reference to the past previous to that. We held a vision of ourselves in a previous past, and so that … Continue reading We did not lose ourselves.

Food bliss

A quiet Saturday and she, feeling a little under the weather, picked this episode to watch on Netflix.  Once again, I am grateful to be given this moment to catch another glimpse into the beautiful soul of this young woman. I was keeping her company, something I know she values much when comfort is needed. … Continue reading Food bliss

The truths

"Just as there exists in writing a literal truth and a poetic truth, there also exists in a human being a literal anatomy and a poetic anatomy. One, you can see; one, you cannot. One is made of bones and teeth and flesh; the other is made of energy and memory and faith. But they … Continue reading The truths

Eat.

I re-read "Eat, Pray, Love" following a conversation with a girlfriend. This Elizabeth Gilbert memoir swept the world, well the Western world, by storm in 2006 when it was published. I read it then, was rather nonplussed, and shelved the book in my collection. I had no idea why I was compelled to re-read it … Continue reading Eat.

Gasping for air… exhaling

I’ve been breathing a lot lately. The deep inhale, tell-my-self-everything-is-alright kind of breath. It’s something I’ve learnt over time to be effective to lower the blood pressure, to calm the heart rate, to calm the mind or so it seemed. And it made me look like a fish out of water, gasping for air. Perhaps … Continue reading Gasping for air… exhaling

Renaissance #Haiku 224

Enlightenment calls Art and beauty, science and faith, True worthy compass. ~ FlorenceT   This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #224. This week's prompt words are art and compass. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are … Continue reading Renaissance #Haiku 224

What’s your story?

Most Christians I have met are helpful and friendly. Few are malicious or vicious. Many are non-judgmental. Yet many have also adopted a posture of being “the chosen ones”, the ones who know best - of what is godly, what is deemed acceptable, what is right, and their judgments of those who don’t ascribe to … Continue reading What’s your story?

Artificial interventions

Note to self: pay attention to the road. But the random thoughts... Driving along, and noticing council workers “trimming” flora that lined the side of the roads. “Trimming” in this instance was in fact a savage cutting down to create a straight short edge ensuring little or none impeded the thoroughfare of pedestrians and vehicles. … Continue reading Artificial interventions

Self-sabotage can be good

Do you know what you don’t want? Well, I thought I did. Expectations and norms rule many lives. The “shoulds” of the world seep into our veins and we just are, unquestioningly. We perform mother or father as many have before us and amongst us. We go to work to cement our identity of worth … Continue reading Self-sabotage can be good

As you travel, blessings.

Talking about traveling, here's a poem to keep you as you journey into uncharted territories, within and without. When you travel, A new silence Goes with you, And if you listen, You will hear What your hear would Love to say. A journey can become a sacred thing; Make sure, before you go, To bless … Continue reading As you travel, blessings.

A mirror looking into you

Many of you know I am enthralled by David Whyte's poetry. As is its nature, poetry touches differently upon each of us and in different moments. I read this poetry many times before.   "Stone" by David Whyte   The face in the stone is a mirror looking into you. You have gazed into the … Continue reading A mirror looking into you

Reason not to

Reason. I have relied on you for as long as I can remember. That which was not logical, that which could not be proven did not merit, had no value. Yet I must admit you are losing your grip. For a long while now I hear that calling, something within and without me; that something … Continue reading Reason not to

My feisty inheritance

This is my inheritance. Many years ago, I undertook some research on my family history. As I gathered stories of fortune and poverty, successes and failures, personal determination and resignation, love and loss across 4 generations, I was looking at the ties that bind and the destruction of connection and belonging. I saw a family … Continue reading My feisty inheritance

Sensing snake

Snake. I sense snake, singular. I anticipate finding it behind the curtains or the bed. For the record, I don’t have a snake phobia. Yet lately I have been expecting its presence, a premonition without the fear, anticipating being taken aback by its presence and then … nothing. It feels okay. Noticing this anticipation is … Continue reading Sensing snake