We can only nourish the seed of real justice one heart at a time. — Words delivered, stillborn of action. “Shocked.” “Thoughts and prayers.” What remains in their wake is the tragic stench of beautiful, dead words — offensive. We defer to our leaders to fight for justice — but even those courageous enough for battle, can’t legislate control on the depths of a heart. …

The Seed This story begins with a small, hard dot In a gardener’s hand as she looks for a spot. She digs deep down in the cold, dark earth And the seed — she covered it up with dirt. Time went on, both day and night. Something was changing; but out of sight. The seed broke out of…

There is only God in divine transaction — of which we are all a part. — Reaching out for help, or out to help, we all take our turn. So this time, friend, I’m glad to lend my outstretched helping hand. Because I know that one day I’ll need help from someone too. And it’s in this give and take that we see God in me and you.

Forsaking all of heaven to someday enter in. — In the world and of the world The temple curtain—torn. The ghosts and monsters spewing fears All gone in light of love. No more will stone cold buildings or doctrines reel us in with promises of perfection— a heavy, fruitless din. The second coming has arrived! I see him! He is here! He’s here with us each time we love regardless of our fears.

A tale of a marionette’s surprise. — Pristine and polished on a shelf she waited. For small tugs on her hands or feet…she waited. To be tilted how she should love…she waited. To be pulled to whom she should serve…she waited. To be led by the cross with strings…she waited. Until… She looked up and saw— No strings!

Pushing the pulls and twisting the twirls… …to make it connect. To make it make sense. Just stop, sweet love, and remember this… “Nothing is wasted, so follow your bliss.” Trust the process — the divine master plan. So intricate. Intimate. Masterful hand. Bleeding, blending, mingling deep. Unleash from logic. See beauty. Weep. Let go of all of those dutiful “shoulds” and trust all is moving and used toward the good.