Windows To The Spirit

Enough
sorrow and angst!
It overwhelms me and
I feel so helpless and hopeless.
How can I make any difference when
the world is in such a state of turmoil?
Sometimes just to pray for
healing hurt is
enough.

Walk down
that new path and
rediscover a gift
within yourself.  It has always
been there

and you
must open the
door.  It has been closed and
locked for a long time but you have
the key.

Do not
be afraid to
open the door for you
will find behind it amazing
treasures.

Feeling
a connection.
Kindred spirits crossing
paths in an unexpected place.
A shared interest invites an easy
affinity that develops
into friendship with
a genuine
feeling.

Verdant
shades of spring…from
the deep hues of lush lawns
to the chartreuse sapling treetops.
The color green becoming to new growth
aptly describing tenderness
and inexperience
…delightfully
verdant.

A voice.
You don’t know how
much you use it until
you no longer have it…is it
the victim of the demon pollen or
maligned symptom of the common
cold?  Either way without
words, I have no
voice.

Is there
a way to feel
tired but in a good way?
Finishing all the “to-do” list
or finally accomplishing a goal
can bring certain satisfaction.
But wait, it never ends…
the next big thing
is there.

Digging
in the fresh dirt
I find sanctuary.
My fingers enjoy the coolness
and my nose takes in the smell of the earth.
The only noise in the garden
is the wind in my ears
and the song of
digging.

We weave
together our
friendships into fabrics …
shared memories and miseries,
the celebrations of victories and
the devastation of losses.
We become the threads of
the tapestry
we weave.

Prepare
the way… even
though destiny may not
take you to where you long to go.
If you are patient, understanding that
what you want is not the result,
you open your heart to
the gift of grace
…prepare.