this is the moon dark as a bird wing & softer, he said & at that moment I knew only the joy of my child -Storypeople
posted on Nov. 29, 2008
There has never been a day when I have not been proud of you, I said, though some days I'm louder about other stuff so it's easy to miss that. -Storypeople
posted on Nov. 25, 2008
It's hardest to love the ordinary things, she said, but you get lots of opportunities to practice. -Storypeople
posted on Nov. 20, 2008
If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it. I think that I see...
posted on Nov. 18, 2008
She softened gradually, melting in the light of the sun, all the while thinking, O, this is what it's like to be a planet & suddenly it was over & the universe...
posted on Nov. 14, 2008
Scraps of Magic
These are little scraps of magic & when you paste them together you get a memory of something fine & strong, she said. Sometimes it takes till you're 40 to see...
posted on Nov. 10, 2008
We could move the world!!
If we all jumped up & down at the same time, I said, I'll bet we could move the world. -Storypeople We are so thankful for our beeba. She rescues us when we...
posted on Nov. 05, 2008