Halfway down the trail on the Murray Run Greenway, smack in the middle of the woods, there’s a single park bench. As far as I know, it’s the only bench located in these woods, and I’ve done a lot of thinking and dreaming there since we first moved to the Star City three years ago. I’ve prayed […]
Tag: rest
still waters …
i smooth my soulinto somethingalmost like silence: the river at rest is the one that reflects the sky. ❤
Coming Out of the Quiet
It’s been awhile since you saw my words here — almost a month since my last post. In real life, I’ve been busy … sometimes even frantic. But in this space I’ve let the silence fall like a curtain, heavy and thick. I needed that silence. On the heels of my last series — Same […]
One Simple Little Message, Left in Lake Spring Park: Day Twenty-Seven
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Sometimes, the simplest messages say it best. Which is why I show up at Lake Spring Park […]
A One-Word Invitation, Chalked on an Abandoned Railroad Track: Day Twenty-Two
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * I stumbled over a set of abandoned railroad tracks today — the weeds grown high between the […]
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