
The thing you want is some times
Out of reach,
Above your head
Or out of sight…
Patience little one,
Bones will fall from the sky
The sun will come out after the rain.

The thing you want is some times
Out of reach,
Above your head
Or out of sight…
Patience little one,
Bones will fall from the sky
The sun will come out after the rain.

The bird stood in the center of the two lane road,
Taking flight
As cars from both directions passed.
Some sort of sacred dance had occurred …
And somehow were all we’re blessed by it.
.
There are more directions than simply coming and going,
There is more to travel than arriving and leaving.

He sat listening to all the colors of the evening,
Be ready to answer the song of the trees.

As I drove onto the farm
He came running to greet me
Me
A complete stranger!
.
A reminder from the universe:
Practice Radical hospitality

A denizen of the sky and tree
Swooped low to visit me
Oh, Holy, Holy, Holy

The door closed,
The people walked away.
The little dog was left on the other side…
..
All alone?
Forgotten?
.
No,
Just misplaced.
.
You came back!
I’m saved!
.
Sometimes salvation
Is as simple as opening a door.
.
Sometimes salvation
Is as simple as remembering You are never forgotten.

As above
I heard YOU call
As below
I was
Dancing to Your Song

I saw a county K-9 patrol car
Smash into the end of a tan trainer
Today.
Right in front of my eyes.
People emerged from the vehicles.
Running in to see if all was okay…
And running around trying to control the situation…
As if that was possible to do without paying attention and being present….
I waited until the working dog came out of the crumpled car
Holding his Kong in his mouth.
Our eyes met for a moment….
Is this a drill?
No, this is life.

I met a creamsicle cat today,
How ’bout that,
A creamsicle cat!