When I Stop

When I stop in the middle of God I am present in the silence of the wind whispering an angel’s breath swirling in and out of crimson and golden maple I hear His creatures Whistling, chirping, rustling across branches on earth’s floor I feel His blessing Peace, tranquility I understand the grandeur of His beautiful, magnificent creation When I stop here in the middle two eyes well with gratitude for breath, life and two legs I give thanks stay silentRead more

Those Things

“Obstacles do not block the path, they are the path.” ~Zen proverb~ Last week, my biking buddy and I faced a few obstacles on the trail – animals, vegetation, slippery mud, water traps, hills and tree roots poking through the pavement. As any biker knows, obstacles can create a dangerous situation if attention is not paid to what’s ahead. During our week-long escapade, we encountered hopping frog alley, flying grasshopper alley, scurrying bunnies and chipmunks, wild turkeys, greasy mud patchesRead more

Kindred with the Beaver

A co-worker’s Sarah Boynton desk calendar said it all last week. There are days when I am kindred with the beaver, except I’m usually holding more than two branches. Sometimes I juggle the branches. Sometimes I want to burn the branches. Sometimes I want to throw the branches down and run away. But I’m a public employee who aspires to do her best every day, no matter how many projects they throw at me, and get the job done. IRead more

Natural Contrasts

In response to the weekly photo challenge, I present three contrasts of the natural variety: The contrast between a fading blue sky/sun and dark, ominous rain clouds. The contrast between buds that beckon to open and the wilty green leaves that are rejecting life. The contrast between fallen branches stuck in a pot of dirt and the flora that springs from its roots. Natural contrasts…in the sky, in the dirt, on the patio…  Read more