Saturday October 15 Red flags everywhere. Not a green one to be found. Not since I’ve been here. D remembers being caught in a rip current once. (They move faster than an Olympic swimmer, they say.) He thought he might drown, but he remembered the rules. Call for help. Stay calm. Don’t fight against […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 14 #SouthFloridaBound
Siri forced me to drive down Ft. Lauderdale Beach Boulevard Friday, October 14 Siri has taken me to the mall, and now I’m in a dressing room with Gayle. Gayle has a measuring tape draped around her neck. I disrobe from the waist up. “I feel like I’m in a doctor’s office,” I quip. Gayle and […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 13 #SouthFloridaBound
Thursday, October 13 Today I’m lying awake helping the morning, a thousand mornings. I’m crossing the waters into rhythms of rest and the joy of poetry, poetry at work in me. I’m discovering hope. even if nobody speaks of remarkable things, and I’m finding livelihood in this adventure of ascent along the broken way. […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 10 #SouthFloridaBound
Monday, October 10 Today there were cotton fields in red clay off the beaten track, tea that tasted like love, all the M&M’s you could eat, and a sweet speckled tile, handcrafted for home. Orange or grapefruit– take your pick take both. There was a leak in a tire and a sister-in-law’s threat to report the owner to […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 9 #SouthFloridaBound
Sunday, October 9 Knock. Knock. Hoosier? Time to. Time to who? Time to cannonball through bluegrass, cross the roads, cross the lines with an unbridled spirit. You’re welcome. So volunteer to eat a peach. and welcome the world. Avoid the log jams. Take the scenic route Take your time. […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 6 #SouthFloridaBound
Thursday, October 6 Matthew’s devastated Jeremie, and now he’s got his eye on Jeremy, but Jeremy can run. He can take his family and run west away from the storm. And if it all crumbles, he’s covered. Today we clean and carry away the leftovers, go out to eat, laugh. There’s no time to cry except […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 1 #SouthFloridaBound
Saturday, October 1 It’s been raining for three days. Muddy waves churn from the newly dug drain field in the side yard. I’m wearing a Tshirt when I meet D at the airport. I take along a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and a jacket. He changes in Bob Evans’ restroom. His blood has […]
