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: love
cut me a thick slice of sky…
… pile it high with white-cloud whipped cream. we can share it, you and I — two spoons, the plate between. that wet dab of blue on your lower lip … ah, Love! let’s lick the day clean. (Manna Meditations Day 22 – For T) 💛
Quiet
Come in, Love,and shake the rainfrom your shoulders. Come —let the storm lash the panes of the windows,the thunder rattle the bones of the house.Here we’ll make Quiet the way some peoplemake Love. (I’ll tell you a secret:Sometimes they’re one & the same.) Let’s not talk of the worldoutside the door —the storm has snappedthe wires to this place,and no outside […]
Five Little Reminders for You, on Valentine’s Day
True story? For almost a decade now, I’ve slept with my body curled tight against my husband’s. I’ve woken to his heartbeat, and shared in his dreams. We have every reason to celebrate, but still: I have some very mixed feelings about Valentine’s Day. I don’t know why, but this year I’ve felt painfully aware of how the […]
When the Forest Sends Me a Heart-Shaped Love Note …
Every day, this world tries to tell me, in quiet, ordinary ways, that there is love for me here. And also magic. I went on a long walk in the woods yesterday. My mind was cluttered, my heart heavy, but then, this: … A giant leaf like a valentine: soft as parachute silk. Today, I’m wishing you […]
Oh, God, if only you might give me the words …
… to speak the song the cicadas are singing —that murmur and hum filling the trees.But their song is wholly their own,and no matter what words I use,mine would only be a poor copy —and why bother to copy such a thing,when anyone can go out on a summer nightand sit spellbound to the soundof the original? But […]
Kind Graffiti: the Art of Seeing (& Sharing) Beauty
Remember when I started The Secret Messages Project? It was New Year’s Day and my heart was cold — almost frozen, in fact — but I knew that if I could fill my city with kind words I might be able to feel the warmth of that kindness. (That’s how it works, you know.) So I […]
