i heard some music today the rhythm section of a little girl skipping behind her mom a gentle touch from a medical sage as he sang - you’re going to be okay - the pale brown dried hydrangeas shivering or dancing to the melody of this damp winter wind i heard the horn section of one member of the bumper to bumper traffic play a long steady tone no doubt the driver was in the fermata lane and rules are rules even the gray sky somehow drew it’s bow across the horizon a deep ostinato boasting of its power to tame the light it’s all music to me a chaos of simplicity a pale beauty a human connection a reason to dance when there is no reason to be found so i sang along
Took our two grandsons to the river to break ice and throw it into the river… because… you know… we’re just boys. 🙂
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? — If I were a Shepherd I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man I would do my part, — Yet what I can I give Him, — Give my heart. - Christina Georgina Rossetti To my WordPress family: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! May this season of light and joy be filled with peace for you and yours. May your new year be seasoned with adventure, love and contentment.
The current state of affairs in our wee little town. Happy Christmas everyone!
snowflakes like little frozen stars are dancing around my backyard barren branches shiver beneath winter’s breath there is a kind of death that erases memories of fireflies and summer rain but is’t okay there are frozen stars dancing around my backyard this winter day cold and wind sweep the messy fall away cold stardust blankets the ground and delicately paints the trees and help me see that all this loss of green and flower is the rhythm of you and me for there is power in resting waiting dying to even beautiful things that may shackle our souls and find new life beneath the barren new love beneath the bitterness new warmth beneath the cold let’s dance like little frozen stars in my backyard and remember that what seems random when we feel abandoned when our hearts are unable to fathom the singing of the birds we wait in the in between and come to the Word He speaks into our stillness He speaks into our silence while little frozen stars dance in my backyard
here’s to cloudy christmas days and windy songs weaving through the barren trees can’t sing along with the howling melodies i’d rather stay and be in this cloudy christmas day here’s to cloudy christmas days you see there’s loss and grief a friend in need the clouds are all around him now nothing makes much sense anyhow except this cloudy christmas day here’s to cloudy christmas days when the dark tree seems to be the proper choice i need to give voice to loss to mystery and the agony that stings a bit more you never know what’s in store on a cloudy christmas day so i’ll just feel this cloudy christmas day the tears say it’s ok i know Eternal Love has come and Peace and Light i am trusting through my tears in the Way the Truth the Life on this cloudy christmas day
This is a collection of way too many images from a beautiful sunrise this morning. Taken at McKinley Woods, a local Illinois state park. Thanks for stopping by.
It was a wonderful way to begin the day! Thanks for stopping by.
what if today you stopped and decided to be and not just to do stillness instead of the illness of this or that can you be with yourself can you open your heart to the presence of He who made all of the stars and thought of you before your first cry before the first time you opened your eyes just close your eyes breathe He knows your name breathe He loves you just be take time to remind your mind that you are loved you are His just be
november rose i wonder if you know that there is snow that the cold and chill and wind will still your crimson petals will fall and tumble your proud will will be humbled i wonder if you know that the season will bring death but in the midst of dark cold air and icy nights there right there new life and so we all must wait through the winters of our days we all must breathe the cold air surrender what we fear and let the clear icy skies revive restore and make us alive and help us remember that there is more that needs to die surrender in order to be alive once more alive