Today, it’s the clouds…
Today, it’s the clouds floating to me the possibility – that taking sheltering finding rest letting the wind and rain refresh the earth might just be the best and most important work.
Today, it’s the quiet…
Today it’s the quiet, calming me. The absence of window AC units, the stillness of morning snuggles. The newness of – not getting ready not getting going not heading to work or school or summer camp. Today it’s the quiet calming me inviting me to reimagine what is essential.
Today, it’s the colors
Today it’s the colors, inviting me to see clearly. The brilliant blue of the sky against the hunter green of the pines – The unexpected fuchsia of the crepe myrtle climbing out of the storm drain – The glistening silver of morning dew about to evaporate in the blazing summer sun – The fiery …
What if…
I found this on Instagram posted by a teacher friend and immediately felt a wave of relief wash over me. I quickly posted it to my stories and followed @miles_of_pe who shared it. (If you know who created it originally, I’d love to give credit!) After I posted it, I received so many comments and …
Today, it’s the birds singing to me
Today it’s the birds singing to me. Reminding me – to dive into the unknown to ride the wind of a new day to sing loud and strong to call when there’s food to chase off predators together to build nests out of unlikely finds And most importantly, to spread wide and be …
A New Way
As we were doing our weekly grocery pick up, our four-year-old asked which walk we were going on. I reminded him that we were going to get the groceries and he insisted, “But which walk way are we going?” He was trying to orient himself and determine where he was in relation to our house …
Today It’s the Trees
Today, it’s the trees Speaking to me. Reminding me to – reach deep stand tall soak up warmth relish in rain widen my view And hold steady.
Basking in Morning Light
Chubby hands reaching out to touch the tall grass, Curious feet creating ripples in the still waters. We basked in the miracle of the ripples the grass the stillness of the morning light. And then walked on.
Surprise
We surprised a snake and he surprised us as he slithered to the shade. I bowed apologizing for scaring him from the warmth of the morning light.
Whispers of the Divine
As I was cleaning one of my bookshelves, a notecard fell off the bookshelf. It was from a time when I would write quotations on notecards from books I had read to remind myself of the way those words had spoken to me. This one was from Thoreau’s On Walden: The surface of the earth …