Quakers have this deep caring and drive to nurture paired with humbleness and silliness

The white pine is dying / a slow death

If, the quietest, most inconsequential
of words, if size / and sound matter

It is slow work coaxing this pot, these feathers/
From her oils

Insistent March winds/ Sweep the riverbank.

I have found that some of the “popcorn” Meetings have fed my soul, and that some have definitely not.

When I was a “baby Quaker” I would rise to speak rather frequently.  But now … I rarely rise to provide vocal ministry.

I think that it might not be a stretch to say that we are co-creators with the Divine Mystery.

Thank you, Nino for the light, direction, and nurture you gave us.

If I don’t enjoy the beauty of the moment in front of me….

I wrote this for people who, (are) hoping that somebody else would do something bolder in this political movement

My father is Irish and I would like to write

I believe I have a calling to be a peacemaker

Photo by Sebbi Strauch from Pixabay

As a people, we have a propensity for violence, especially towards those whom we see as “other.”