The Contemplative Way The contemplative way invites you to pause and stare at a butterfly, in awe of wing designs, of the manner which she slowly opens and closes a million secrets. The contemplative way … Read More
Honor What Is
This presentmomentmessfacecare Bring the past to the presentand honor her still Those concerns about the future?they make senseyet, today has worries of its own Honor what is Show up to this present secondand lose yourself … Read More
Hard & Healing
HardHealingCan we have one without the other? Why, then, does it hurt to know hardWhen healing waitsaround the bend? Perhaps we’re unsure how long the hard will last What will it require of us?What will … Read More
Gold at the end of an imaginary Rainbow
I wonder if I’m looking for an answer that doesn’t exist Gold at the end of an imaginary rainbowIf I had an answerI’d be justifiedBut what good would that serve? Yes, here are all the … Read More
God
God iswinnowingleadingbeckoninginitiatinginvitingdrawinghealingunearthingandmanifesting In order todraw you closer to His heartofloveintimacyconnectioncaresafetytruthgrace andunconditional acceptance. Bekah Pogue
For the one who needs a safe Space
What if the places you’re lookingare too crowded to see youin all your splendor Where then, can you go to be known? Go to the field where the flowerslift their faces to the sunand invite … Read More
Fight or Insight
I can continue to fight but I’ve done that forfartoolong Wiser to pause and pay attention tothe Voicethatbeckons Discerntake notepeer beyond what is seen For, insight breathes wisdominner knowingdeep perception That often can’t be put … Read More
Down to the Basement
God, I’ll go to the basement of my paindepressionsadnessand anger Only if you promise to walk with me Hold my surrenderedsearching hand When I pause to stop and cryplease steady me When I’m fumbling my … Read More
Dirt, Grass, and Rock
If the Trinity is dirt, grass, and rockThen they are truly Everywhere They are in dirty handsSoilSmudged faces of the homeless, who sit in corners They are in fieldsFlowerbedsBouquets at weddings and funerals They are … Read More
Content to Be
We fall asleepWith his thumb resting on my wristRegulating my pulse To a steadyThumpthumpthump The image of God’s hand laying on mineComes to mindHis palm meeting my open one How much of my life have … Read More