Manna Meditations, Day 33 The Stream snatches a slice out of the sky and pins it down in a furrow of earth, so that all the trees lean over to look, seeing the sight of themselves for the very first time: They stand astounded, caught in this position for a hundred years, perhaps … Just […]
Tag: beauty
headfirst into the wonder …
Manna Meditations, Day 29 There are those who travel the world to witness the cataracts … Niagara. Victoria. Angel. Iguazo. But yesterday, I stand on a cliff in my ordinary town, watching the blonde grass plunge in a perfect cascade and come crashing down to the treeline below: And I am overcome – for the […]
i can’t seem to stop snapping the sky …
Manna Meditations, Day 25 It’s like my eyes have been opened to the beauty of bare limbs against bright clouds, backlit blue, and now I see that magic everywhere I look … I’m grateful. 💙
gratitude in the winter dark…
(Manna Meditations, Day 23) In these gray days, let us not forget to look for the ordinary wonder … To see beauty in bare lines and broken places, in cracks crazing the sidewalk like fine china: To see color in subtler shades — the blonde of afternoon sunlight. The burnished bronze of fallen leaves, shining […]
four ways to watch the sunset in the city …
Manna Meditations, Day 21 💛
… perhaps you’ve passed the secret twice, while reading this sentence …
I’m beginning to understand that the Magic was there along… … That even in the darkest seasons, I walked right over it a dozen times a day: And still it waited, subtle as a whisper, as if it was made for me to find it: I happen to think it was made for you, too. […]
this is what i am trying to tell you …
I find the Light
rumpled in the morning sheets —
toss back the quilt & there it is,
rising in the gold air,
catching in the dust motes,
setting them on fire …
when there’s abstract art in the forest…
Manna Meditations, Day 8 Let us not think for a moment that we humans are the first artists, the only creators … There is Beauty everywhere. ❤
a little synesthesia …
Manna Meditations, Day 6 Yesterday. Slate-colored sky. Slow patter of rain. My eyes are hungry for beauty, and as I first step outside, I wonder — in all this gray drizzle — where on earth I’ll find it. But beauty isn’t made for eyes alone, even if (for me at least) my eyes are the […]
in the land of the living …
You might not know this about me, but I’ve got a lot of old scriptures rattling around in my head. I was raised in a world where –for better or worse — the Bible was Law. At the conservative private school I attended as a girl, I copied out long passages of scripture from memory, […]
