grace

I rarely share what I write in my handwritten journal. From time to time I may share bits, but never…

Hummingbirds flit around the feeders. Chasing one another, especially the red chested one (the male perhaps), away from the sweet…

The moon casts shadows across my yard. A planet hangs brightly in the eastern sky. I forget which one. Settled…

The counting. The naming each gift. Causing my mind to turn from frustrations to gratitude. Instantly a lifting of my…

There is a restlessness disrupting my spirit these days. Unexplainable so I move through the motions. The search for grace…