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Choosing a Path

What path do you choose today?

Will your actions matter?

Will you choose to immerse

yourself in the news or

do some small act of

kindness? Will you choose

to spend time hating

those in power or

feeling the love of family

and friends? Will you

choose to appreciate

the white dogwoods in

the woods, the blackberry

bushes, and the copper

ajuga blooms, or will you 

notice the potholes in the road

and the unpainted fences?

Each day, the path we choose

matters, each and every action,

small or large, matters.

Inspired by Carrie Newcomer’s post Clearing a Path.


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Glimpses

As I drove along on

this cold, grey morning, 

a flash of red caught

my eye, then three more,

as four cardinals flew from 

the middle of the road and 

disappeared into the white woods.

Later this morning through 

the window during yoga I gazed 

at a big tree that has captured

my heart, its snow-kissed branches

stretching protectively over the 

courtyard of an old stone church,

filling the space with its gracefulness. 


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Streaming Ribbons of Thoughts

Periwinkle on the side of the road

elicits childhood memories.

Family hikes on Lewis Mountain,

walking like Native Americans,

heel toe, heel toe.

Fairies hidden under rocks

and in the roots of ancient trees.

Mounds of leaves to jump in

and tall bonfires with smoke

winding through the neighborhood,

marshmallows toasting on sticks.

Bicycle rides from the top

of the street to the bottom,

all with no hands, such

a feeling of freedom!


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The Tree

You are the tree that draws me

Each time I visit this place of retreat.

I see in your broken limbs

The challenges you have faced.

I see the wounds that have healed

So you can grow.

I see twisted branches formed as

You traveled on your crooked journey

To wholeness.

I see your branches spread out wide

As far as they can go,

Open with wisdom and compassion to

Enfold those who lean against your trunk.

I thank you for being my anchor each time.