He is Here

The spirit hovered over the waters. Before it all began, His breath was here, blowing dreams into being. Mighty oaks, redwoods, the earth’s crater-bowls of oceans, large blocks of land, the unending sky… all were here in the beginning. He made it so. Creation still...

Summer Reflection #3: In the Middle

It feels like the middle here. This is where we have to choose, while here in this middle ground. The “middle” can possess some negative connotations: “Don’t get caught in the middle…The middle child…” It’s like sitting...

Presence (poem)

image source  Presence    Like snowflakes that softly fall, so is my love for you, landing gently around you, enveloping you like a cloud, a covering of white.   You will feel me, not as a coldness, as the real snow of a real winter, or like the breath of this...

He is Here

    The spirit hovered over the waters. Before it all began, His breath was here, blowing dreams into being. Mighty oaks, redwoods, the earth’s crater-bowls of oceans, large blocks of land, the unending sky… all were here in the beginning. He...