Manna Meditations, Day 40 Know this, friend: The darkness cannot last. 💛
Tag: winter
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. 💛
a snatch of sunlight on a stormy day …
Manna Meditations, Day 35 💛
seeing into the future …
Manna Meditations, Day 31 Yesterday, in a moment of joy, I lifted my iPhone to a dogwood branch knotted with small dark buds – the hope of things to come. By accident, though, I snapped a photo of my own upturned face, lit with quiet wonder. I offer these two images today in humble recognition […]
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 […]
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. 💛
lean, elegant lines in an unlikely place …
Manna Meditations, Day 26 💛
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. 💙
when the cold’s no match for the light …
Manna Meditations, Day 24 Wishing you warmth and sun in the deepest cold, friends … 💛
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 […]
