Arms Around You, Boston

April 25, 2013

It was a week
to shake the faith
right out of our bones.

But faith cannot fall
to such a small god:
a god of bombs, bullets, ripped limbs.

Seek God elsewhere.
He is there in the helpers.
In solace, yes, and mourning, too.
In healing hands, in hope.

Look to those who know the truth:
What is not love
cannot be God.

Hate destroys.
Love restores.
There is your answer.

The Last Word, by Lori Strawn


Motherly Advice

April 1, 2013

Deep Truth

The most significant thing for a parent to contribute to anyone is their own Connection and their own stability. An effective parent is a happy parent. An effective parent is a parent who laughs easily and often; and who doesn’t take things so seriously.

Esther Hicks, the Teachings of Abraham


Easter Blessings

March 31, 2013

Bookmarked Bible 006

Philosophy is the love of wisdom: Christianity is the wisdom of love. ~Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827


Sunday: A Poem for Easter

March 29, 2013

I have to share this prayer-poem from my writing partner, Lori Strawn. It took my breath away and reminded me what the holiday is really about. Have a blessed Easter, all!

Sunday: A Poem for Easter.


Hope and Holding On

March 20, 2013

I’ve been off the blog for a little while, people, but it’s good to be back. Here’s where I’ve been:

Hope and Holding On.


Live a Little

March 7, 2013

Sweet Treats

I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes.

Edna St. Vincent Millay


Walk the Good Road to the Day of Quiet

March 3, 2013

Desert

Grandfather, Great Mysterious One,
You have been always and before You nothing has been.
There is nothing to pray to but You.
The star nations all over the universe are Yours,
and Yours are the grasses of the earth.
Day in and day out You are the life of things.
You are older than all need,
older than all pain and prayer.
Grandfather, all over the world the faces of the living ones are alike.
In tenderness they have come up out of the ground.
Look upon Your children with children in their arms,
that they may face the winds,
and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
Teach me to walk the soft earth,
a relative to all that live.
Sweeten my heart and fill me with light,
and give me the strength to understand and the eyes to see.
Help me, for without You I am nothing.

Native American prayer


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