Observations and Wonder
There is a verb…”is”—to be—for example: It is, I am, we are.
Learning how to read is like Learning how to be.
"I am" has no value in our world until we add an adjective She Is…Good/Bad…rich/poor…Happy/Sad.
I learn how to read myself when other people teach me my adjectives.
But Really? I just am.
I really am.
What are they saying?
I can’t hear the single voice amid the chaos,
I can’t hear the multitudes
when the roar of rage crashes through humanity.
—We are loathe to admit to our shared human vulnerability—
in a world without love.
Mother, thank you for being
at the birthday party today.
Great-grandchildren’s birthdays are special, and there you were.
I am amazed at how long it has been since I have last seen you.
So long in fact that I almost remembered who I am in your presence.
No problem with conflicting emotions
No problem loving my grandchildren without guilt.
We all had a happy birthday party, and it was all about
love and how many years it takes to find the truth of it,
the trust of it,
I heard winter knocking at my door this morning. Go away, I can’t answer the door, I am taking a very hot shower.
Blessings are heaped upon me
They keep me warm in the cold shadows of dawn.