I Dreamt Of Falling

Dreamt of falling
Into a pool of cool water
Falling slowly
Gently, safely
God wants me to know
That I must trust him
To guide me to where
He wants me to go
Develop trust
That his plan
Is what will
Make me the
Best me
I could ever be
Words echoing
Spirits speaking
I’m unaware if
These words
Have any meaning
Outside of my mind
But the sacredness
Which surrounds me
Speaks to me

A Haiku For A Summer’s Evening

The day’s heat lingers
Sunlight blocked by the mountains
Summer’s kind mercies

It was a warm one today. Especially by Seattle standards. Got some walking in, a little shopping, farmers market time, chatting friends…all things that build connection and community.

The Election Is Nearing

Election nearing
Phone ringing incessantly
This quest for power

Fear gains it’s power

Loving our neighbors?

From the seeds of our distrust

Fear gains its power 

Cling to Hope

Fear is powerful 

Yet only hope can transform 

Cling strongly to that 

It’s hard, at times, to fnd the light in the dark. Seek it out, nurture it. It is there, and will grow stronger. 

The Politics of Rage and Negativity

Here’s my Tuesday morning haiku meditation:

Politics of rage
Why are we so negative?
This land of plenty

Where will I find home? 

​Seeking the place where the mountains meet the sky 

Where water rises to my feet and the sun warms 

My bare feet resting wrapped in the sand 

Despair Lies 

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A Productive Day

A productive day 

Maintaining my focus helps 

Fewer distractions

Germs are creeping up on me this evening 

Sitting in darkness
Dreams crowding my awareness
My germs arguing 

Yeah, I’m feeling germs creeping up. Coughing. Sigh. 

Hopefully, a good night’s rest will reset me.