Here I am.
Father, hear my name.
Holy Spirit, guide my motives.
Jesus, lead my actions.
Mary, love me
as only a Mother can.
Thank you, and
Amen.
Another “t” from Trudy
I hope it never stops… this coming across little scraps of paper that reveal yet another “t” from Trudy. Or doodle, or person’s name written over and over as if she was praying and waiting to know how she might help someone in building their esteem or dreams. Continue reading Another “t” from Trudy
Found Puzzle Peace
I’ve been trying to bend words to post to the blog; they’ve stubbornly hung back in protest and resistance just outside the margins.
Then, I exchanged short notes with a new acquaintance, and how it flowed! The celebration of words spoken, and not; spirit and practical partnerships discovered by just moving through the day. Continue reading Found Puzzle Peace
with Love.
More,
if not most,
is accomplished
with Love.
save me.
God,
save me
from my
ego’s aim.
The Pliable Mind
Why morning time?
The mind is more pliable in the early hours of waking. More apt to hear the spirit of dreams where imagination and grounding co-exist; where noise is gently parted for the still voice of the Self that is instilled in each of us as a Beloved child of God.
Hauntings and Healings
I suppose I’ll go ahead and write about the fire that is in front of me; standing so close that my clothes nearly ignite. They are the only protection I have – hope bricked by these flimsy, combustible threads.
Yes, again, I am facing grief. Continue reading Hauntings and Healings