Posts Tagged: freedom

A Prayer for Justice

5:30am and the breeze moves through the trees like a knife against warm butter, a morning of your unfailing love, but do you hear the cries of the marginalized? I hear them but I do not know what to do,

A Prayer for Justice

5:30am and the breeze moves through the trees like a knife against warm butter, a morning of your unfailing love, but do you hear the cries of the marginalized? I hear them but I do not know what to do,

Freedom, Balance, and Molasses

Is it not simply freedom that we are all longing for? Freedom from the subconscious tyrant, the one that mulls over mistakes and forbids self efficacy Freedom from impending deadlines and constant hurry Freedom from failure and the faults within

Freedom, Balance, and Molasses

Is it not simply freedom that we are all longing for? Freedom from the subconscious tyrant, the one that mulls over mistakes and forbids self efficacy Freedom from impending deadlines and constant hurry Freedom from failure and the faults within

Dissatisfied?

Your longing cannot be satisfied by a certain acceptance, it cannot be extinguished by a set of belongings, a state of security, or a romanticized relationship In your most perfect day, your best travels, your most loving moment of intimacy,

Dissatisfied?

Your longing cannot be satisfied by a certain acceptance, it cannot be extinguished by a set of belongings, a state of security, or a romanticized relationship In your most perfect day, your best travels, your most loving moment of intimacy,

Freedom from Me

This poem is inspired by Sharon Hodde Miller’s book, Free of Me, this sermon by Rev. David Stephenson from Mclean Presbyterian Church, and my most recent life transition of moving from Arlington to Amissville. – Replace my self centeredness with an awareness

Freedom from Me

This poem is inspired by Sharon Hodde Miller’s book, Free of Me, this sermon by Rev. David Stephenson from Mclean Presbyterian Church, and my most recent life transition of moving from Arlington to Amissville. – Replace my self centeredness with an awareness

Old Has Gone

It is in the sweet moments of peace,
the swift glances of understanding,
the comfortable silence

It is in the slow mornings,
the continuous car rides,
the cups of hot coffee

It is in the smallness of this too large life
that I’m caught up in the awe of you
and the gratitude of knowing that you are for me always

Old Has Gone

It is in the sweet moments of peace,
the swift glances of understanding,
the comfortable silence

It is in the slow mornings,
the continuous car rides,
the cups of hot coffee

It is in the smallness of this too large life
that I’m caught up in the awe of you
and the gratitude of knowing that you are for me always