Isn't this lovely?
Running across it this morning,
I have to share. (Especially after reading
Heather Cox Richardson.)
"Forgiving myself for not meeting
unreasonable expectations."
A delicious way to start the day.
I'm now "breathing until I
stop needing anything
to be different."
I'm finding I can reach it
in my personal life.
Which I grant you,
is undeniably privileged.
It's not quite so easy
when considering the
ongoing assault on
our rule of law.
Then I remember something else
I encountered this morning:
September Night
The mountain air forgets to be cold,
and my daughter and I walk in the dark
beside the river. I almost can’t see,
yet thanks to starlight,
we step over roots, over rocks.
There are moments,
even whole chapters of our lives,
when we understand how the smallest
bit of light makes a difference.
Tonight, we are laughing,
singing as we go.
Trust, too, is a kind of light.
In this dark moment, it is all I see.
and my daughter and I walk in the dark
beside the river. I almost can’t see,
yet thanks to starlight,
we step over roots, over rocks.
There are moments,
even whole chapters of our lives,
when we understand how the smallest
bit of light makes a difference.
Tonight, we are laughing,
singing as we go.
Trust, too, is a kind of light.
In this dark moment, it is all I see.
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
I'm trusting in the "River of Goodness"
to cleanse and renew our land and our landscape.
Thanks be for our poets and musicians!
kastilwell
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