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Birds are calling out to the world, inviting a tuning in to nature’s peace As raindrops mark the lake’s surface with tiny perfect ever increasing circles, a hundred tweeting voices so joined together it as hard to tell who is singingA fish, huge and bright, breaches a surface loudly reminding the world above there is…

My mind cries out from the edge of sleep “take action,  get up, make coffee and get those things done” motivation is seeping inProcrastination calls but is drowned out by the sound of consequence  Rest is on the horizon but will not arrive if procrastination takes charge  Rest, when it arrives comes with so much…

There is lightness withinI have felt it before, for moments, sometimes even for a day  But never did it last – until nowThe completeness I feel is no man’s doing, the peace not given or found  – it was always there  It was simply hidden under layers of thin numerous sheets of unmet need, unspoken…

Sounds around tell an every day story of wealth and blessing, despite depleted bank accounts The washing machine is spinning and the traffic sounds float through my open window  I have windows. A way to keep out the world and to let in the freshness of a new day, should I so choose  I am…

Hope always rises when the story is held Hope always listens and points out another way, another perspective that says “maybe all is not lost after all”  I cannot know what it’s coming or even what today will do, what story will be left in its wake  I cannot hope in what has gone before,…

I did not think I would survive as wave after 50 foot wave rose and crash landed over me  with barely a second to catch my breath between assaulting salty boulders, each one sucking my strength and extinguishing hope  How would I get through? How could I live and keep my brood living too? I listened…

awoken to a frosty moon standing steady and full in the dark morning, as early commuters made their way along the road beneath, maybe unaware of the beauty above, rushing and thinking about a million other things I paused a while  coffee in hand and watched the lunar light shine, and for a moment hear…

I heard that shame is loves cry for acceptance Yet when it lands we run and hide To risk being seen and rejected overrules the desire for the opposite To feel it is to be human To come through to bare all is love Gideon was called out of the wine press – his shame…

As a biographer I am used to hearing accolades and stories of suffering in equal measure, but this is the first time I have encountered someone who seems so transparent yet full of mystery. I have witnessed in her a personal understanding, a love relationship with her designer, her creator and as she has let…

How then do I walk this unfamiliar path? How do I know if it is the right one?  Peace.  So long as it remains I will keep putting one foot in front of the other and Just. Keep. Going.  What is peace?  Is it the absence of fear? A tangible feeling that feeds?  Peace is…