“The land knows you, even when you are lost.”   Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall-Kimmerer   A great responsibility on our hands A guardian in our home Taking part in our little deeds   Making lives meaningful Doing our share and be part of change…

It courses through my worn-out sneakers Animating my body To trudge mindfully forward Into green empires Crowned by whites and reds and oranges and yellows A determined soul guides a lost mind

Metanoia I am on the road to Metanoia Things cannot stay the way they are This no longer works This is no longer sustainable Metanoia I am on the road to Metanoia Standing before a mirror I no longer like what I see I no…

The sun is so bright How could there be a sad day The sun is so bright It lights the moon in a special way The sun is so bright My day will never be the same The sun is so bright My skin can…

I ask what does life hold for me? I wait for what may be coming,  I stand still and listen to what may be unfolding. An owl flew across my path today,  I don’t understand what it’s trying to say. I’m ready for a new…

The land knows you, even when you are lost. It will find you and bring you home. Sometimes faith feels so distant and it leaves the landscape dark. But the light inside of your spirit will illuminate bright with a steady spark. Keep your eyes…

Depression often robs me of this feeling. Strips it away bit by bit with devastating truths that everyone hates me, and I’m terrible, and I don’t deserve to be loved. Even when I feel robbed of hope, it’s only just sleeping. The coals buried under…

Father and Daughter   Heavenly Father, I praise Your name and thank you for amazing grace and Your love, so undeserved. You are my Savior.   Sweet Mandi, my child, I loved you before you knew me. Let not your heart be troubled. I will…

The Week Before   I hear the fireworks whistle across the sky, forming into shapes that I can’t see. I wonder when the clouds will blow away and ket the sparks shine through. I sit in my chair, reclining, eyes drifting into sleep, ears wide…

The land knows you, even when you are lost It wraps around you, smooth tendrils of grass Or sometimes the bracken underbrush Forming a path to your destination Conjoining with you inside this creation Comfort when you are alone. The land knows you, it tells…