The sun slowed down and Took one last look over the horizon. It had had a long productive day and Could finally meander on to The other side. Meander. That's what my car did - Steady and slow like the sun. "I've been... feeling really quiet." My text whispered through the screen as I Wiped… Continue reading You can be quiet
My mind wandered this morning to John 4 and the woman Jesus spoke with at the well. I'm often reminded of her when I mentor single moms. Why had she come to this well to draw water alone? That was an activity the women did together. For safety. For social interaction. I'll guess why: shame.… Continue reading Lookin’ For Love
I made a huge mistake at work today. To be fair, it's my first week of actually doing my job and I'm still onboarding. But the impact of this was far-reaching. I control 2 email inboxes from the same email account. One is my personal company email. The other is my team's email. I was… Continue reading One heart. Many faces.
It's days like these When my heart is broken It's days like these when my Mind is obscured It's days like these When all l know is Nothing feels like I think it should It's days like these When my arms are lonely When my eyes are cracked From tears It's days like these when… Continue reading What Do I Know of God?
On the margin of day When the sun slides sleepily Off the page, I sit awake, hold my pillow, And sigh. Where daylight dwindles and Tree-shadows grow long, So do my thoughts. They yawn and stretch and Thoughts that got lost amidst the Busy clutter of a long day's work Now saunter back, Sit cross-legged… Continue reading The In-Between
I don't have words tonight,Not adequate words, anyway.I have cautioned words.Quiet words.Words that peek out of my heart,Look around to make sure no one is reading, thenTip-toe quickly onto the page.Words that don't chassé, rather,That glide forth, slow,Measured and unbiddenLike a silent tear that escapes,Unnoticed by everyone but youIn a moment everyone else isOverjoyed, yet… Continue reading This Poet’s Angst
Sometimes ordinary rocks contain diamonds. Sometimes what glitters is just plastic.
Everyday for weeks now I've watched women champion and repeat and chant the phrase "I am enough." It's on mugs and graphic t-shirts and books and billboards: "I am enough." Really? Are we? Why do we say this? What are we REALLY saying? What are we enough of or who are we enough for? I… Continue reading I am NOT Enough
I was purging old stuff in the garage this morning. I don't even want to tell you what ALL I found. But I came across something that got me thinking. I came across old Glamour Shots pics of myself from 1995. That was the year I got married. I looked at my pic for a… Continue reading Glamour Shots
Broken No longer Whole, and What once was fractured is now Scattered, but Love left me I was picking up the pieces from when You walked out the door I thought my life was over when you Said you loved someone else I found my life wasn't over when you left My life was just… Continue reading Redemption – A Reverse Poem