Category Archives: Etheree

With wonder I prepare for the first day of spring.  Glimpses of early redbud blossoms hold the promise of rebirth. That bare branches suddenly sprout perfect crimson flowers is proof of nature prophesying resurrection. ******************************** I saw the first redbud … Continue reading →

When you share your joy, it will multiply. When you share your grief, it will be divided. When you share your fears and doubts, they will be lessened in your heart. And when you share all of your gifts, God’s … Continue reading →

I carry way too much anxiety upon my shoulders wearing it like a yoke. Unnecessary baggage. Pack less worry. Leave fear at home. The lighter the load, the easier and more enjoyable is the journey.

Points, angles, converging lines reaching out into endless space. Proportions dependent on proper ratios from eye level to vanishing point. Mathematical consistency creating dimensional points of view. *************************************** I’ll never look at a box the same way.  In my basic … Continue reading →

Time marches steadily beyond our sight. Seconds.  Minutes.  Hours. The past yawns and sleeps. The present stares and then blinks. The future standing in the wings. Ours a linear trajectory to a heavenly time without limits.

The cold is in my bones penetrating deep in the marrow. Winter months seem endless. I long for warmth on my face, to call the gentle wind my friend. Yet, when hot summer sun burns my skin I will welcome … Continue reading →

Dove of peace. Breath of God. Holy Spirit. Fount of all wisdom. Source of understanding. Counsel of eternity. Pinnacle of strength and knowledge. Divine piety and fortitude. God in three persons, blessed Trinity. ************************** This poem draws images of the … Continue reading →

Breathe. Inhale then exhale. Concentrate on the breath.  Breathe in God’s Holy Spirit, hold it, and then breathe out air enriched with heavenly wisdom and grace. Practicing mindful meditation, let go of thoughts and rest in God’s presence.

Big wet flakes of snow fall silently yet snapping off limbs and weighing down power lines. Such lovely destructiveness. Sipping a steaming cup of tea, mesmerized,  I watch it all day long. Tomorrow it will be a memory.