
Every bird has a song to sing, each are given wings to fly and soar. Sparrow, robin or wren have what they need, ask the birds of the sky and they will tell you.
What is your song to sing?

… watching for the brushstrokes of God

Every bird has a song to sing, each are given wings to fly and soar. Sparrow, robin or wren have what they need, ask the birds of the sky and they will tell you.
What is your song to sing?

whatever you have to say, leave
the roots on, let them
dangle
And the dirt
Just to make clear
where they come from ~ Charles Olson, These days
What do you notice?

The human spirit needs places where nature has not been rearranged by human hand.
Where do you encounter such places?

Hope is disruptive, counter to dominant wind patterns, interrupting what is mapped—a crosscurrent pushing with creativity and truth in directions that many may think neither possible nor desirable. ~ Mark Labberton
What direction is hope pushing you?

Beauty is all around us, yet so much passes us by because we are too busy, too worried, too tired. Just a few moments settled in our favorite spot can restore us wether we hold a cup of coffee/tea, wrap a colorful quilt around us or feel the warmth of the sun.
What moments restore you?

What an amazing thing it would be to have the rhythms of your life regularly usher you into such deep trust that you could actually rest from it all. Who would we be, who would I be, if I trusted like this for twenty-four hours once a week? ~ Ruth Haley Barton
Do you trust enough to rest?