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Tag: Virginia
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 […]
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) 💛
four ways to watch the sunset in the city …
Manna Meditations, Day 21 💛
doubt
Yesterday: Gray sky. Cold wind. I wander down by the river, wondering (why do I still wonder?) whether I will find the Manna. Â 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 […]
a little synesthesia …
Manna Meditations, Day 6 Yesterday. Slate-colored sky. Â 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 […]
what grace looks like …
Manna Meditations, Day 5 Honest words? Â Yesterday, my heart was heavy. I was thinking about a few dear friends who are suffering, quietly and without much support, and the things I knew — the hurt I was carrying for them — hummed behind my eyes like a headache. It wasn’t a good day for walking […]
beauty, in the bitter cold…
Manna Meditations, Day 4 It’s possible, I’m learning, that the manna is everywhere … That the magic is passing through us and around us, a hundred times a day, and to see it is as simple as breathing… Today I’m breathing deep.
the light around the bend…
Manna Meditations, Day 3 No words … 💛
quiet …
Manna Meditations, Day 2 Blue Ridge Parkway. Black ribbon of road: I let the car swoop and dive through the curves, trying not to look at the vistas. The views: it’s why people come here, you know. There are overlooks every few miles where you can pull your car off the road and stand in […]
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