“My whole heart rises up in thanksgiving!
Summer Solstice
I will rise in the morning, ‘tho the night has been so long
I will rise in the morning, on the breath of a song
I will rise, I will rise, I will rise, I will rise.
Breaking Trail
Please forgive me.
I forgive you.
Thank you.
I love you.
Let us hold each other in grace, and offer these words to those we love now.
For All the Saints
Sometimes we were angels, sometimes we were not
Sometimes we knew we were living in glory,
Sometimes, we forgot
But we were always cherished, like the morning loves the done
Like the ocean loves the thirsty river, we were always loved
The Comfort of Soup and Song
Like a warm breeze, on a winter’s day
Like a kind word that a friend may say
Like a candle keeping the dark away
I will comfort you.
The Sacred Tree
It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.
Great News!
When you let go, you’ll be carried along, on the breath of a song. All will be well.
The Peace of Holden
Lessons from Knitting
When you’re knitting along and you reach a spot
Where something goes wrong and you’re facing a knot
Don’t reach for the scissors to deal with the mess
Gently untangle, that’s usually the best
On the Road with Frankie Armstrong
“Courage is the letting go of things that are familiar.
Choosing paths where no one else has gone...”
Sing a Song of Freedom
“Freedom is when the people can speak. Democracy is when the government listens”
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