Found Poetry While Working Under the Stay at Home Order
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Unexpected Rain (and Opening to Grace)
I thought perhaps that I was still dreaming when I heard the soft patter of early morning rain. It has been so unfortunately dry. There was no rain in the forecast–only impending blistering heat–for days to come. But a cool rain it was indeed, nourishing the garden and giving temporary relied to my soul, anxious about drought.
As I enjoyed the unexpected rain, I thought about the practice of opening to grace. We cannot make it rain, though we might pray or dance for it. We can, though, make the ground and garden ready to receive it, even as we simultaneously plan and prepare to live as mindfully as we can with drought.
When we simultaneously open to the gifts of grace and work in recognition of challenges and limitations, we can experience and offer the most joy and fullness of being for ourselves and others.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Sculptures Around Town
At Grounds for Sculpture, Hamilton, NJ
That I Can Practice
Is a mark of privilege. I know that and give from there.
Part of the Indoor Garden
The indoor plants have been multiplying. When the pandemic is no longer keeping me home most of the time, I might find there are more than I can care for well.
In a Tangle
When things are in
A tangle, it is hard
To see what is solid
And what is shadow.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.