When it’s hard to get going
There are Mondays (and other days) when the frost settles deep. The body's frozen sluggish and the heart less than enthusiastic about starting another week. On these hard-to-get-going days, I…
Thank you. . .
. . . you who guide and let go, again and again and again. You show me that love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. . . you…
For the long, busy days
Life gets busy and even as I know this is good I mourn the loss of the long quiet. I fear drifting back into the drivenness that keeps me from…