Credit Love is a safe place. It is the place where all of your puzzle pieces spill out- are not scrutinized as they lay vulnerable on the table, but instead gently explored, held up to light, put together again with grace and dignity intact… Tolerance believes you need fixing. Love says, “Beautiful!” Tolerance says, “Acceptable.”Continue reading “Love Versus Tolerance”
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Just When You Think Your Ducks Are Safe
Photo Credit Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Continue reading “Just When You Think Your Ducks Are Safe”
Summer Drive
Blue sky stretched open like a long anticipated invitation trees line my drive sunshine caressing branches of grace that spill shadows onto black tar leading me onward mind driving faster than the speed limit open road smooth “It’s That Girl, Again” Basia croons and indeed I’m lifted through the sun-roof soaring pondering a million thoughts unconstrained asContinue reading “Summer Drive”
A Magical Day (Re-Post) Mother’s Day Celebration Post
All glorious is the princess within her chamber; her gown is interwoven with gold. ~Psalm 45:13 It started out as an ordinary day. It was supposed to be one of those “productive me” days. The kind you know needs to happen because, it’s that time of year again. The word vacation has less power over me as the lastContinue reading “A Magical Day (Re-Post) Mother’s Day Celebration Post”
Enthusiastically, Dawn 