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Oct 9

Autumn chill


I put my storm windows up this morning.  There’s supposed to a cold front moving in and I needed to turn the heat on for the first time yesterday.  Can’t have my warm air escaping through the windows.  It was a beautiful morning.  Luka and I went to dog park, I moved my less hardy plants to the greenhouse, I guess I’ll just have to let the tomatoes go. This winter I’ll cut  back some branches so I can bring more light to my yard.  I need the vegetable space.  

I love my home.  I am grateful for its warmth and peacefulness every time I walk through the doors. I love my neighborhood, and the dog parks near by, and my neighbors. I love my old windows and wood floors, and quirky basement. I love all the lavender in my yard, and the constant surprises as new life comes and retreats.  This is my sanctuary, it feeds my soul.  I am so very grateful!!! 

Oct 9

My neighbor

I love spiders…

I am amazed at their beautiful webs
and their zen like
effort 
spinning anew
each day
whether rain or wear
or an unobservant passerby
destroys their delicate work
I can only admire
their perseverance
their commitment to detail
and beauty
weaving their fate
time and again
with no regrets
or expectation

Oct 8

I called through your door,

“The mystics are gathering
in the street. Come out!”

“Leave me alone.
I’m sick.”

“I don’t care if you’re dead!”
Jesus is here, and he wants
to resurrect somebody!”

Rumi

Oct 6

Imagination

Knowledge isn’t nearly as important as imagination

I believe in the power of imagination
 I just have no ability to imagine right now.  
imagine for me God, you imagined me once
and I am here.
I want to remember 
that single moment
when your breath 
carried my name
if I must Know something
it is You
I will imagine that….

Oct 5

My sweet, sweet girl…..

It’s Sunday.  My poor girl Luka has been sick all last night and today.  She is curled at my feet, ears pinned nervously to her beautiful head, and her sad eyes could break even the most hardened heart.  I love this dog…love her more than any other animal I have ever shared my life with.  She is sweet and polite, and she gets me, she loves me.  We need each other just as much.  I know she loves with the same love I have for her…I feel blessed to have such a soul in my life, she brings me joy, comforts me, and makes me smile.  Her needs and pleasures are so simple…a good walk, a nice romp at the dog park, a treat once in awhile, she doesn’t even beg.  Thank you God for this wonderful gift that is Luka….thank you

Oct 4

Courage

We have not come here to take prisoners,

but to surrender ever more deeply to freedom and joy…
Run my dear,
from anything
that may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings…

For we have not come here to take prisoners
Or confine our wondrous spirits
But to experience ever and ever more deeply
Our divine courage, freedom, and  Light!
                                              Hafiz

Somewhere deep within
the shadows of the space I hold
is the courage
I have have yet recognize
Heavenly Father
reawaken me
to all that I am
breathe in me
that Life
you once did so long ago
I have forgotten
I have allowed
my fears to indulge me
and plant seeds of complacency
in the garden of my soul
I am a bound 
imprisoned by my own doubts and desires
but even there
you sit beside me 
Remind me once again
gently whisper
“You are Enough.”

Oct 4

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October

It’s raining in Portland
and the light 
is distinctively fall
I played with my camera
taking pictures of the
changing leaves
and puddles
as Lucy ate the tomatoes
that never had time to ripen
some summers 
brush by us
like strangers
never giving us time
to know them at all
this summer
my face stayed 
behind the pages 
of too many books
and the only light it saw 
was from the screen of my laptop
today I
relished the rain
and cool air
wore my favorite sweater
and roasted root vegetables
offering thanks
for the new season

Oct 2

My Beloved

i am listening
with every sense
to taste and see and feel
the scent of God
palms together
for i have learned 
that you can hold nothing
memories fade
dreams change or die all together
love is never the same
one day from the next
but the heart can hear
and the soul makes rhythms that 
the body feels
and if you
close your eyes
and listen 
you can Know
what It is you seek
for It is always there
waiting
not to be held 
but to Be 
Only to Be
and that….
that is everything
 
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