Every morning, without fail, the sun rises. Sometimes I am awake to see it, sometimes I am not. Either way, it happens. First the sky is black and spotted with twinkling stars, then it turns a dusty grey-blue and those same stars fade then disappear entirely. Sometimes I wake when the sky is a delicious… Continue reading when doubt seems more like forgetfulness
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new seeds
I do not yet know what I carry in my heart, but I trust it will emerge as I write.Henri Nouwen This is a new beginning. Maybe it's the spring in the air that has me inspired but really, this change has been coming for a while. These seeds were planted a long time ago. … Continue reading new seeds