“Love lit a fire in my chest, and everything that wasn’t love left.” – Rumi
by Drew Dellinger
Its 3:23 in the
morning and I’m awake
because my great great grandchildren
wont let me sleep
my great great grandchildren
ask me in dreams
what did you do while the planet was plundered?
what did you do when the earth was unraveling?
surely you did something
when the seasons started failing?
as the mammals, reptiles, and birds were all dying?
did you fill the streets with protest
when democracy was stolen?
what did you do
once you knew?
by Beth Weaver-Kreider
The way, when you touch
the wounded place and say
“This makes me feel vulnerable.
This makes me feel weak,”
the way that makes you real,
the way it makes me less afraid.
When you say,
“This is despair.
This is burnout,”
then all the rest of us can sigh,
then all the rest of us can say,
“So that is what it is.”
Then all the rest of us
can feel so much less alone.
1. Summer thundershowers
2. Good healthy green things
3. Professional development. Really.
4. Catching up with a friend
5. How the busy-ness of summer may be busy, but it has a gentle pace
May we walk in Beauty!