Manna Meditations, Day 40 Know this, friend: The darkness cannot last. π
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signs of things to come …
Manna Meditations, Day 38 Spring curls warm within the cold hard dark… It huddles, underground. It waits in the tips of branches. It unfurls slow inside my chest… It will not be stopped. π
storm passing over …
Manna Meditations, Day 37 Yesterday… The sky is bruised black in places … and still, the light shines through: Think, for a moment, about what this might mean. π
this is what respite looks like …
Manna Meditations, Day 32 π
after the ice storm …
Manna Meditations, Day 28 The ice that encased us inside all day gives way, suddenly, to sun: It is this way always, isn’t it? The Light, knifing through the cold. The gray, giving way to glitter and spark: Here is what I know: Goodness comes slow, but it wins every time. π
cut me a thick slice of sky…
… Β 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) π
when the light in the woods falls like a hand on my shoulder …
… and I turn to look… … and suck in my breath… … and see this: Grateful. π (Manna Meditations Day 16)
sometimes i find the manna at the threshold of the day …
… standing still and quiet on my doorstep: π