A new insight, provoking thought, or an inspiration intended to provide hope, encouragement and support to other humans on our life's journey.
Monday, November 29, 2021
A Gate Unfastened
Friday, November 26, 2021
Keeping The Peace
Thursday, November 25, 2021
Underground River
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
Boundaries
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
Nature is More
Saturday, November 20, 2021
Lightmaking
Wednesday, November 17, 2021
Love Affair
Tuesday, November 16, 2021
Fear of Dying
Monday, November 8, 2021
Unnamed Has Value
It’s a forest of gold in autumn.
It’s a forest of cold and chilly and clear
on this seventh day of November.
It speaks a parable to the beauty in dying.
This dying process,
done in color
is a harbinger of new life.
A testimony to letting go…
to the spiral of life...
to resurrection.
To the ever trust-worthy return of the light
even after the most entrenched darkness.
The earth is embracing me in this forest of gold.
Reminding me how astonishingly beautiful dying can be.
As astonishingly beautiful as living itself.
Gazing into the sun is too much
for these human eyes.
(I’m blinded by the light
yet I receive new sight).
I require a buffer
to view its reflection
To witness its presence within
and among the shadows.
Sometimes its best to turn away
and know it glows behind me.
What a treasure,
this morning with
the shadows and the light,
accompanying,
reminding,
restoring,
redeeming.
kastilwell