Below is the fruit of Hope Writer’s Challenge, 01/18: Rest. “Rest is not idleness; indeed, restlessness is the torment of idle people. It is not relaxation. Relaxation should never be necessary, because the nervous tension which makes it so should never be present. “Rest…is a culmination, a fulness of gathered peace, like the fullness and … More Rest
This is a response to the Hope Writers Challenge. Hope you like what you read! “Ahhhhhh!” Says the mind as the body relaxes in the small wooden chair. It’s pulled up to a cute little round table, reclining on the cobblestones of a small piazza of Trevi, an ancient town in Umbria, just outside of … More Slow
Once upon a time there were giant masses of arctic geese that migrate every year from way up north, not too far from the North Pole. Each winter they fly south and make their home on the prairies of Kansas. We hear them flying overhead early in the morning at dawn, all day long, and … More Geese are Everywhere!
This Christmastide all festivities took on a quiet celebration when several of us in our household came down with sickness. The large family doings were postponed and we were allowed to stay all snuggled in our beds. In this post I’ll share the things I worked on while I was sick: A little story that … More Once Upon a Sickness
The winter solstice has happened, Light has entered the world, and slowly our days become longer. A lot of time has passed since the last post. So much for the weekly habit! My inward critic would have me give up and not show up any more here. My optimistic convictor is urging me to get … More Warmth in the Darkness
So sang my head as my eyes drifted over my newest pride and joy: A slightly romanticized cityscape of our small town on a dark winter night. Come see and enjoy the full view of a small American midwest town on a quiet Christmas night.
The depths of Autumn are leading us to the beginning of winter. Leaves are falling, the days are shorter, and our spirits tend to go as dark as the nights are long. And the mood can change as quickly as the equinoctial weather. But in the darkness of all this change, while all seems to … More In the Darkness
It’s autumn here in the Northern Hemisphere. The trees are beginning to turn into flaming pyres, whose ruddy leaves flutter all over the ground. One such tree who litters our nice clean lawns with great crunchy leaves and little funny balls is the Sycamore tree. If you’re familiar with the Bible, you may have heard … More The Short Man’s Tree
Are you hungry, lonely, helpless? Do you feel overwhelmed, weary, unable to carry your burden. Do you crave to fling yourself into someone’s arms and be comforted? “Come to me all that are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble … More Heart Aflame
Do you ever have little gut voices whispering to you? Mine has kept whispering to me: “You know the source of your best work happens when you’re outside, on the scene.” Or “You need to get outside to do your painting, not stuck inside behind a desk all morning!” And the rest of all of … More Little Gut Voices
Bridget Bryan 