
He leapt the gate
In a single stride
A blur of black
Leaving nothing but ink
My heart soared.
Take the leap, stop fiddling with the lock.

He leapt the gate
In a single stride
A blur of black
Leaving nothing but ink
My heart soared.
Take the leap, stop fiddling with the lock.

She simply sat on the bed
And watched me while I, in pain, tried to nap,
Somehow I felt better.
Being looked after is not a bad thing.
Watch those you love, with love.

The air was filled with questions
Who
Who
Who
.
Where are You?
You, You….
.
The woods confirm
“Even to question truly is an answer”

Bring someone a smile.

Tiny tabby
Green eyed and striped
Wraps around my heart
As I heal.

The weather has turned
And there before Her
loomed the holiday sweater…
She looked up
And shivered.
……..
Even on those days where you feel there is no good choice,
There really is….
Take care of yourself,
Not what others think about you.
Stay warm.

Somehow She got separated from Her Sisters,
And found Herself alone.
…………..
We all get lost every now and then,
Even if we are really only next door.
………………..
Salvation doesn’t look like what you think,
No matter what you believe…
Sometimes it’s just a helping hand opening a door,
A drink of water,
A kind heart.

As I was laid low this afternoon,
I looked up and saw You
Teaching me that just to be able to see You soar
Is freedom.
.
Thank you.

I fill the jug from the rain barrel
the jasmine cuttings are thirsty
I pour puddles into saucers under pots of green
And You pop out of the top of the watering can!
We continue
You perched on the rim watching me as I tilt and pour water from your throne
I was not expecting company ,
Welcome to the potting shed, thank you for joining me!
We walk the row of seedlings.
Then you leap…
Onto the head of the collie
Who wasn’t expecting You either!
Radical Hospitality
Is not about the planned engagement you write in your appointment calendar
It is how you greet your day.

As I drove across the bridge
Pondering the difference between positivity and pessimism,
A great big bird joined me.
I am a pelican
They said,
Not a pelican’t
The antidote for negativity is not however positivity,
It is compassion…
Telling someone they should fly
might only highlight that they have no wings…
Being with them in their struggle
Can show them flight is possible.
Even for those of us who lack feathers.