spiritual journey

Yearning

Like pungent fields of rich crumbling fertility, naked to the noon day sun, aching to be steadied by clinging roots, we all of us live, move, search. I see these fields of upturned faces, groaning for miles and miles. And all the while the air is pulsing with something more real than hungry bellies, frigid…Read more Yearning

Held

I am battered, a bereft leaf loosed in murky mayhem, kicked up from frenzied heels Of moon and wind. No mooring remains in this, the last corkscrew hour before dawn. I am a burnished shadow, a swirling swan song to inky nihility. Falling. Suddenly! Madness slivered, snagged in the hem of earth’s evergreen garment, quivering…Read more Held

Scintilla

All around us is scintilla of God's Presence. Writing for me is a path of noticing, of being present to traces of glory... Word Origin & History scintilla 1692, from fig. use of L. scintilla  "particle of fire, spark, glittering speck, atom," probably from PIE *ski-nto-,  from base *skai-  "to shine, to gleam" (cf. Goth. skeinan,…Read more Scintilla