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