March 2022 – Rivers Renewed

In These Moments

As I walk in the woods, in these moments of birds in the leaves

there is a stillness within, listening

and somehow, like nowhere else

I’m drawn in

closer to knowing

some type of presence,

a tangible, formerly unknown

as if God is walking in the forest

with me.

The Sun in the Pine Trees

As I walked out the door, March winds brought December with them

tossing tree branches in every direction, yet the evergreens

were holding steady, and the sun in the pine trees

spoke to me saying, “don’t be deceived, spring

has not gone away…”

Still Filled with the Wind

That injured wing, still filled with the wind and lifted her,

even with pain and dried blood she was carried

soaring into the clouds, aiming for the sun

not exactly refreshed but it was working

both wings were part of her now

looking down, she refused

any sense

of despair.

You Need to Know

If you came here thinking I was a conservative Republican, you need to know that I’m not….and never will be again. It happened long before king for a day #45.

I am pro-mask (only when needed), pro-vaccine, pro-common sense approach to science and faith.

Here’s some science…..ready? When I look up at the sky and it’s blue with white puffy clouds it means it will probably not rain that day. Storm clouds mean it probably will rain. That’s science and it’s that simple.

Science is simply drawing conclusions from evidence. Thin wispy clouds in a blue sky? This usually means it will rain in a day or so.

I will never be part of the AR15 culture that is mostly right wing white people. I’m sorry but it’s true. I watched the January 6^th riot live as it happened. Next to each other, side by side, were banners of white supremacists and confederate flags with assault rifles painted on them, and unfortunately some Jesus banners.

I saw three Jesus banners. That’s not who I am and never will be. To be honest I don’t think I can survive another president like king for a day #45. There’s simply too much brutality and lying.

I would not leave this nation and our medical insurance is here which we so desperately need. Yet I wonder if Ireland is accepting American immigrants?

More than Enough

Shifting winds blew through her long hair,

as she walked through the park

trying to make sense of it all, she couldn’t

and it didn’t, none of it made sense

all that she had been through,

yet spring was here,

and cherry blossoms roared within her heart

she knew hope,

was not far away, and she decided

that was enough for her,

it was more than enough

as the wind tossed

cherry blossoms into her hair.

P.S. As a writer I find I can write easily with either a male or female voice.

Our Journey of the Heart

Our journey of the heart is expanded, made new

when we embrace the sun expectantly

moving forward, reaching up

respecting everything

God has made.

So You Can Heal and Grow

When our wordflow comes from that jagged edge

we will not be able to bloom

the way we’d hope to,

so allow the light,

to dance

to move within you,

rolling through

open,

so you can heal

and grow.

Thankful for Spring

I’m so thankful for the way spring fills us,

the way God intended

making us alive again,

lifting us, strengthening our hearts,

moving us forward.

Yes, I’m so thankful for spring, and for you my readers. You’re wonderful! Thank you also for your patience as we practice self-care. I know it should be easy to do, but it’s not.

When I practice self-care I have to put things aside. Which means I’ve been here less often than I would like to be. This is new for me. I sign on less often and post less often.

Please remember that I don’t blog with my phone! Thank you for your patience as I answer your messages. I’m very grateful for your comments.

Thank you so much for reading!

Softer Still

Softer and softer still, the sun caresses

the Earth awake,

gently probing the soil,

releasing our flowers to begin again

our growth, in the wonder

and beauty

of spring.

Walking Beyond the Dark Forest

No longer deceived by the wounds, she could walk

beyond the dark forest, fully

accepting the sun and the wonder

of it all, how green

brought joy within her,

in this miracle

of the new season.

Month: March 2022