New: When God Seems Silent

 1.  I have not lost hope though I have lost the ability to hear God. Whether God is silent, which I doubt, or whether the pain throbs too loudly in my heart’s chamber to hear, I don’t know. What my family is experiencing is not suffering. Life is hard and this distinction is important to…

[BE FEARLESS]

My word for 2012 was ABUNDANCE. Even as I chose that word — abundance, I wasn’t totally sure; seriously, what was I thinking resounded the echoing voices? I have never lived a so-called abundant life.  Was it even possible? Most of my childhood, and early adulthood, I spent afraid, crouching. And I’ve been unable to choose joy, as I’ve…

The Act of Sleeping (a poem)

the days of late have been quite enough for my heart, mind and soul to keep up … and so… I was drifting off to sleep, taking an illicit nap in the middle of the day, when it hit me. I have always loved the act of sleeping.  It is a thread that holds my…

My Mother

my mother Afraid, but hopeful. Broken, but strong. Beaten down, but still standing. Striped of dignity, but noble and full of grace. Ancient, but full of youth. Doubting, but faithful and sincere. Inconsistent, but unchanging. Wounded but kind. Forgiving and forgiven. My Mother.

My Mother’s Love

My Mother’s love is like no other. It affirms; its power is profound. In my mother’s arms the child in me feels safe. My Mother’s love is like no other. It wounds; its hold like a vice; The power my Mother holds, wounds the girl in me, and strangles the woman I will become. My…

Phantom Love

You can’t just say you love me. Love isn’t words. Love is time — spent over the span of a life. Words are a phantom love. I can’t mend your hurting heart. I don’t even know why I should try. Empty, adrift. You are searching for something. Crying out, and I hear you. But I…