I am in the local coffee shop, sitting in a squishy chair, scanning the room, inviting awareness. I want to write about the details. But as I consider the sights and sounds and smells that embrace me in the comfort of this place, I start to feel a bit suffocated, like an awkward person/stranger with… Continue reading Tension the Teacher
Mornings... Apart from not being wired for them (I'm a night owl), and my body having a more difficult time in the morning, my mental capacity in the a.m. also leaves little to be desired. He who knit us all into being knows this about us so there's much to say and is said about… Continue reading Sanctuary
Written April 15, 2015 I have transparency on my mind. Authenticity. The realness and fullness of who we are. In the beginning, before separation (sin) happened, Adam and Eve were naked; they did not know shame. They were known fully by God and by each other. There was nothing to hide. Everything was accepted and… Continue reading Transparent
Wondered 9/15/15 I wonder if the enemy knew the consequence of his manipulation when he spoke to Eve in the garden. I wonder if his only intention is to shift the truth a fraction...to toy slightly with the Truth. I wonder if the slight of his actions surprises and fascinates even him and he gets… Continue reading Slighted
I have notebooks and journals scattered from hither to yon and I've started transcribing all the hand-written to electronic format in some organizational fashion for easy find and reference. I found this today...written 8/17/16. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Who Am I? I try to capture her, but she is fleeting. One moment calm and sure; the next anxious… Continue reading Who Am I?
This morning on my way to drop my ten-year old daughter at school, she talked and talked and talked about all the horses she is finding on Craigslist and is going to have and when can we have a farm and how much money do we need and when and how can we raise money… Continue reading Surrender