Tag: kindness
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On different limbs.
I imagine RejectionBeing much like a treeWhose limbs sproutIn different directionsOfferingVarious secondary EmotionsWhose leavesCause furtherDisharmony. You’ve hung yourselfOn the branchThat says DepressionWhile I’m stuck On the oneLabelled Anger. I’m using every tool In my boxHack, hack, hacking AwayKnowing the fall Is fatal.Surely,We’d both be saferJust to climbBack down. But I’ll cling to my limbAnd you’ll hang from…
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Can it not be redeemed? Some thoughts on grief & shame.
It is funny, isn’t it, how events, dates or seasons in the calendar can be marked with a certain mood for us. How they become marred by the shadow of a specific experience. Birthdays for me have become a little bit this way. At first I thought, no birthdays with kids just hit different. And…
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What do you name your coffee machine? On Control, Surrender & Obedience.
I have been thinking a great deal about Hagar of late. The context for this is a little strange, I’ll admit, but bear with me (yes, I say that a lot). We are grateful to have wonderful cafes in our area. Including workers who take time to learn our name (more than some co-workers do!)…
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little joys.
Life is full of little surprisesand tastes of joy -if only we open ourselves up to them. Why, just this morning I was delighted when a cashier asked for my IDI let out a chuckle(I’m sure you would, too)Sure, she could seeand the “19” at the startof my year of birthwould be enoughBut there would…
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Little glass jars.
There is a little glass jarThat sits solid and stillIn my little rock heart, On a DIY shelf I built. I take each of those nice wordsYou took the time to writeAnd fold it up too small to seePlacing it inside, safe and tight, My little glass jarOn my little heart shelf.There are other thingsWhich…
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Called to Compassion
Last week I had the opportunity to attend a PD session. On the outside, it appeared to be for me and my development, time away to learn and reflect. In one session the leader, a Priest, read an email from a dear friend of his. This friend was dealing with “a new normal” and balancing…
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Mother’s Day – on navigating the complexity (and tricky parts of Motherhood)
This June my daughter will be turning seven and so, on the second Sunday in May, I will be observing my seventh Mother’s Day and seven years of officially being in the hood. Motherhood. In terms of the professional world, that would make me eligible for pro rata. A little taste of long service leave…
letters and lattes 