In relationships
of any kind, when the old
“us” is no longer
working, we can open up
and begin the hard
work of becoming aware
of who each of us
has become and start to form
a new, evolving
“us” from the reality
of who we currently are.
JDG
In relationships
of any kind, when the old
“us” is no longer
working, we can open up
and begin the hard
work of becoming aware
of who each of us
has become and start to form
a new, evolving
“us” from the reality
of who we currently are.
JDG
On those days when my focus
is on the hole
in the doughnut
and not on the deliciousness all around,
may I gently
climb out of that hole,
and seeing more wholly, feast.
JDG
All along the road
tiny bits of sun came down,
took root, and grew. On
overcast mornings like these,
I’ll borrow some light from them.
JDG
One stately heron
Stands amid gaggling geese,
Isolated, bless his heart,
A liberal in Dixie.
Small satisfactions –
sun shimmering on Cardinal’s wings,
the tilt of a small wren’s head,
a woodpecker’s steady hammerings,
a blue jay’s jaunty strut –
nothing grand or mindblowing
but enough to fill to overflowing
a welcomed, empty, late afternoon.
JDG
When morning comes, is it the beginning
or the end? Or
are they one
and the
same?
JDG
I’ve started
out on this
winding journey
of self care
more times
than I can count.
I’ve flitted
here,
there
and everywhere
until I
lost interest,
energy,
and hope.
Today I resolve
to take one small, measured step
and then another
until the journey itself
finally becomes the way.
JDG
One slightly faded
daffodil bows in a field
to her spent sisters.
JDG
One person’s excess
is someone else’s normal.
Can we find a way
to have a conversation
that embraces differences?
JDG
After a failure
there is a moment to pause,
to look with clear and
gentle eyes, to assess. to
learn and then to start again.
JDG