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In the pause, Holy abounds: Rippling heat waves from asphalt. Vibrant hues reach to beckoning sun. Children squeal beneath sprinkled water.
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Dry, swirling lines of varied beige shades of knotted bark embraces towering trunk beneath which is sequestered wisdom of flowing years
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Unfamiliar streets & gazes judgement filled. Loss sits heavy, comfort distant. In doubts & confusion fragile faith clings to tender touch
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Hazards flash. Sirens absent. Hood crumpled, smoke escapes. Bag deployed, person slumps. Cars pass, eyes gawk. Crisis moment, who responds?
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May those in need of refuge find sanctuary. May those who have sanctuary provide refuge. May those who come together see Holy Mystery
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Guides appear when eyes are turned elsewhere, ears hear wisdom when distraction listens elsewhere, awakening occurs in moments of slumber
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Mirrors: Show what is or reflect what might be. When into the looking glass you spy, is it where you are or where you want to that you see?
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At the quay we wait. In the eye we sit, calm, tepid, brooding stillness. In the centre, horizon scanned. When crests rise, will we be ready?
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Paused potential: Summer heat-burned grass-soil raked. Earth spread-seeds sown-water poured. Sun shines-rain falls-growth’s portend
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A fright awakes, covers askew. Hand thrashes, night light tumbles. Stumbling toward wall, switch in hand. With a flick, warm light dawns
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We create a world of strangers. Where I can see you as ‘one of those’ & not like me. May the glimpse of your humanity catch me unaware!
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Reoccurring ramblings. Multiplying musings. Querying questions. Paradox of faith lies in the whispering answers found in silence
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“It’s there: it’s always been & always will be. Listen: hear it? In laughter. Look: see it? In reunion tears. It’s there when hearts open
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The world keeps spinning-What’s happened before, will happen again. With closed eyes, breath drawn & freed, open, step toward something new!
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Memories follow the rhythms of milestones. Sadness, grief, joy & celebration swirl intimately. May recollecting reveal to us serenity
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Divisions between leisure & work, play & productivity mirror separation of body & soul, private & public. Strive to integrate & be whole!
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Visions & dreams can seduce or inspire, distract or clarify. Any mirage remains intangible potential until apathy transforms into action
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Use words as gentle gifts: What we want to say & how we actually say it does not necessarily mean what people hear is what you had hoped
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Deep trust dwells within. Artificial garments of distrust are heavy upon shoulders slumped. In Grace, help reveal what awaits to surface
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Lambasting from soapbox convinces none & heads pass downward looking. A hand offered freely nurtures one path where choice is planted
Your reflections are most welcome!