Billowed and pillowed but shipwrecked in sheets? Shed the weight, dump the stuff, and jettison the cargo you were never meant to carry. Make space for self-care. Inspired by chapter 8, “Insomnia.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. I’m reading and writing on a chapter a day. In […]
The Harder Path
Flipping through pictures. Cutting up the memories. Take the harder path. Inspired by chapter 4, “Cut up.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. In the stillness, Sandy This post is part of the “Finding Spiritual Whitespace Blog Tour” which I am a part of, along with a group of […]
Dog Court
On the 4th of June, 2014, AKC Canine Good Citizen Wesley and his cohort Susanna were convicted in dog court of shredding one crate bed, gnawing a hole in the center of one sage green bath rug, and terrorizing a toad. They also amputated the left toes and right pinkie finger of one doll baby […]
Take the Gift
Floating like a leaf. Puddled in the toy store aisle. Take the gift. Keep it. Inspired by chapter 3, “The Toy Store.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. In the stillness, Sandy This post is part of the “Finding Spiritual Whitespace Blog Tour” which I am a part of, along with […]
Wallpapered
Frozen by the past. Wallpapered memories melt. Follow the current. A little haiku inspired by chapter 2, “Wallpapered Memories.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. In the stillness, Sandy This post is part of the “Finding Spiritual Whitespace Blog Tour” which I am a part of, along with a group of […]
Desolate Places
Find rest for your soul in the desolate places. Be still. Know He’s God. A little poem inspired by chapter 1, “Desolate Places.” Leaving some whitespace here this month as I rest with Bonnie. In the stillness, Sandy This post is part of the “Finding Spiritual Whitespace Blog Tour” which I am a […]
Life Through the Lens of Poetry by Elizabeth Marshall
Elizabeth Marshall, fellow Tweetspeak Poetry barista and mischief maker, shares a reflection on poetry to wind up our month of Making Manifest. Someday I’m going to meet this sweet spirit face-to-face, and I’m delighted to welcome her into this space today. Oh, and be sure to read all the way to the end… there’s […]
A Holy Awakening (Making Manifest: Week 4)
A Holy Awakening I’m sitting in the shade of the crabapple tree. The surface of the redwood picnic table is rough and weathered–like the dock. The dock that once gave me a sliver in the arch of my bare foot. The dock with benches for lakeside contemplation. Wild cranberries grew on the right, and the boat (I […]
Look. Light. by Laura Lynn Brown
I first met Laura face-to-face on a writer’s retreat at Laity Lodge where we discovered we’re both deep see divers–as in seeing deep. She makes music with her words and on her tin whistle. Some day maybe I’ll buy another harp–a small, portable one–and team up with her for a duet. Or not. […]
Holy Collisions (Making Manifest: Week 3)
Day 15: Motion “We can choose to be stationary or we can choose to be still.” Day 16: Get Out “Maybe where you are and what you are doing this day is exactly right.” Day 17: Cycle “We are, at every moment, beginning and ending.” Day 18: One Winter “. . . our connections to […]
