meditations – Page 2 – ASHLEY WILSON FELLERS

February 3, 2018February 3, 2018A // W // F

the words i need you to hear today …

Manna Meditations, Day 27 I drive out to a solitary place, where the forest gives way to open fields. When I park the car at an overlook, the only sound is the wind tearing around the car, trying to find a way into my little shell of warm air. I have my big camera with […]

February 2, 2018A // W // F

lean, elegant lines in an unlikely place …

Manna Meditations, Day 26 💛

February 1, 2018February 1, 2018A // W // F

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. 💙

January 31, 2018January 31, 2018A // W // F

when the cold’s no match for the light …

Manna Meditations, Day 24 Wishing you warmth and sun in the deepest cold, friends … 💛

January 30, 2018January 30, 2018A // W // F

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 […]

January 29, 2018January 29, 2018A // W // F

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) 💛

January 27, 2018January 27, 2018A // W // F

four ways to watch the sunset in the city …

Manna Meditations, Day 21 💛

January 26, 2018January 26, 2018A // W // F

doubt

Yesterday: Gray sky. Cold wind. I wander down by the river, wondering (why do I still wonder?) whether I will find the Manna. Whether it will be there for me, in this brief little window I have to go looking for it. Something leads me, then, to a low place down by the water’s edge […]

January 24, 2018January 25, 2018A // W // F

… 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. […]

January 23, 2018January 23, 2018A // W // F

three figures in the wilderness…

Yahweh appeared to him by the oaks of Mamre, as he sat in the tent door in the heat of the day. He lifted up his eyes and looked, and saw that three men stood opposite him. When he saw them, he ran to meet them from the tent door… […]