Through Nature’s Own Lens “From the moment that you first encounter Gloria’s Stories, you find yourself in a place of beauty and grace. I can almost smell and hear and taste her words as I read them. Refreshing. Soothing. Sweet. Always threaded uniquely with hope, wisdom, and little nuggets of truth, this site is a great place of…
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Ever Flowing: My Liquid Heart
Here in your touch Is where all things flow: courage and faith, safety and grace, And spaces to grow. ——-G. Hill Touch is liquid. It seeps into the contours of life, The cracks, creases and crevasses, Filling it with something—- —–Something old and powerful. —–G. Hill Love doesn’t die with death. Love is a liquid…
Superpower: A Mother’s Touch
A mom touches you first. Then forever. —Katherine Stano The greatest gift She ever gave, Lessons when I misbehaved, Scrapes she kissed away, Was tender wings To float away. —g. hill The mightiest touch can be the one that lets go. —–g. hill She holds your heartstrings Making them strong Fly high and away But…
Someday Soon . . .
There is a Judy Collins song of the old west, of a love-struck young gal wondering when her free-spirited young rodeo rider will come back for her. “Someday soon”, she sings. “Someday soon.” WHEN? WHEN? WHEN? The oppressed, the stricken and the also hungry cry out, “When??? When will we be safe? When will there…
Memory: A Second Heartbeat
Note: A special thank you to friends Paula and Christi. Their deep and meaningful insights led to this post. At any moment, deep in the throes of our fast-paced lives, we can drift back to the gentle echoes of yesteryear. Irish writer John Banville said that the past beats inside us like a second heart….
April Itinerary
Each morning in March, I watch geese trying out new feathers made strong for a long northern journey. In their V-formations, they prepare for their April trek, back to familiar places. No rear-view mirror is needed. C. S. Lewis reminds us. There are better things ahead than what is left behind. We are all migratory…
A Spirit of Light
Pierre de Chardin wrote, “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual light-beings having a human experience.” Lest we forget: peek into a strawberry. Nature serves up reminders. Slice a strawberry lengthwise. We see a radiating light bulb, its forever light. Would our own inner light be any less brilliant? —–G….
Ageless and New
Creativity is ageless and longs for liberation. It is your inner child who survived adulthood. (Child Insider.com) I am happy to showcase the artistry of Lana Ogram throughout today’s post. We are glad her inner child blooms in color. (Her contact info follows this post.) Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see…
Tapestry
We’re each single threads woven together in a tapestry God has created. Only he sees the full picture, but not even a sparrow falls without his knowing. ― Francine Rivers, A Voice in the Wind In God’s universe there are no extra pieces. You are here because you have a place to fill, a connection…
The Knowing Space
Who needs Netflix when our minds come up with the most fanciful fiction. Collections of nightmarish narratives run wild through our minds. What a noisy bunch of invaders they are, these scary squatters. They darken the light and pinch the soul. They maneuver us into a fog of fears, mind and spirit in full contradiction….
Authenticity
This will all make sense when I am older . . .. ——Olaf, Disney Movie, Frozen Well Olaf, I am older now . . . and I have reams of information at my fingertips. Yet I am wondering when things will all makes sense. ???????????? Need For Verification . . . We have so many…