tiny moments (and everything in between)
We have visitors. My sister, my brother-in-law, my nephew, which sounds very my-ish, though how else to say? They do not belong to me, are not mine-mine, though they are mine in heart speak, if there is such a thing, and I think that there is. It’s a quick visit, one dinner, one sleep, one breakfast. It’s good to see … Continue reading lingering
I almost cry so many times this week. Poems are finding me. Teachings are finding me. Conversations-at-just-the-right-moment are finding me. Kindness is finding me. I am not looking, but there they are, offering themselves. And so I almost cry so many times. And then I do cry. The air is crisp, the sun gloriously bright. There’s nothing else to say on that account. It … Continue reading melting
May you have the gladness of Christmas which is hope; The spirit of Christmas which is peace; The heart of Christmas which is love. ~ Ada V. Hendricks ~ Merry Christmas, friends. Be safe, be well, take care. I'll see you in the new year. always the love, m
I was searching lyrics the other day, looking for inspiration. I landed on Where Is The Love? by Black Eyed Peas. Can you practice what you preach? And would you turn the other cheek? I listened on repeat. I copied lines into one journal. Printed/cut/pasted lines into another. Man, you gotta have love just to set it … Continue reading Where Is The Love?
Before you read any further, please note that what follows does not minimize or oversimplify the complexity of race relations. What follows is simply a heart story (mine) (I cannot tell yours). I see that people are hurting (hell, dying) and my heart hurts. And not everyone wants to hear about the heart and … Continue reading Hurt and Love and Doing Right
I'm finishing up a summer round of Just Five Things. As is often the case, I have mixed feelings when a course comes to a close. On the one hand, I'd love to keep going because the work with my students is so, so good (they are amazing). On the other hand, I'm ready to … Continue reading I Just Want to Say Thank You
There’s a lot on my heart these days. The news is hard to watch. The stories are hard to believe. I feel heavy. Last weekend, I listened to a conversation between Brene Brown and Krista Tippet at OnBeing. I hope you download/listen to the conversation or read the transcript; you can do both by clicking here. … Continue reading Let’s Move In Closer…and Love
This has never been a place of politics. But it has always been a place of being present and showing up. It has always been a place (I hope) of quiet intention. And so I write with some trepidation today, not wanting to offend, not wanting to upset, not wanting to be part of the … Continue reading Stay with Love
I shared this quote on my ViewFinders post the other day: I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering. ~Robert Frost~ This is how a new year feels to me. And sometimes, when I’m not caught up in all the Doing, it’s how a new day feels … Continue reading 2017 Is Your Poem
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like remembering kindness and connection.
Michelle GD 