Wonderings

Buds are forming on the pussy willows and Creator’s melody can be heard in the voices of the returning birds. The cycle of life begins once more

Having to check time on my phone is often a nuisance so I decided I would buy a new watch. That was my intention on Saturday but …

Like the fire in my cabin, the presence of Jesus, faith in something greater than ourselves, is able to enfold us in peace. – our moment of respite.

A reflection on this week – from storytelling to laughter to exploring spirituality – the fuel for the fire of our discipleship.

“Wherever two or three are gathered in my name, I am there.” It is always for real – even in the mundane and the busyness of doing

Amidst the ache of loss, I celebrate a life lived faithfully and fully. I give thanks for lessons learned, love given and received, laughter shared, and faith lived.

It was raining when I pulled into the parking lot but wonderful memories came flooding back as I picture the camp as it was back then

Cut them down. Haul them away. Everything looks so fresh and there is room to breathe. And THEN – the very next year – the alders are back

A family of otters … what were they thinking or feeling I wonder? Perhaps they too want only to live in peace and co-exist as it was in the beginning

A Saturday morning ride on the trail heading west – the sites and sounds, the beauty, the peace. And, my mind wandered.