Author Archives: Francie

Pause.   This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, … Continued

Pause.   Beloved child, Be still… Hear and know these words: “You are enough.” Sit with these words. Still. Know. Enough. Let them wash over you, Cooling your skin, Cleansing the soot that has built up From too much to … Continued

Pause.   Go slow if you can. Slower. More slowly still. Friendly dark or fearsome, this is no place to break your neck by rushing, by running, by crashing into what you cannot see.   Then again, it is true: … Continued

Pause.   When you come to the place between. When you have left what you held most dear. When you are traveling toward the life you know not. When you arrive at the hardest ground. May it become for you … Continued

Pause.   Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, … Continued

Pause.   Around me the trees stir their leaves And call out stay a while The light flows from their branches And they call again “it’s simple” They say and you too have come Into the world to do this, … Continued

Pause.   I go among the trees and sit still And my stirring becomes quiet Around me like circles on water My tasks lie in their places Where I left them, asleep like cattle Then what I am afraid of … Continued

Pause.   I rarely go with the flow, always pushing, impatient, moving always into action. But sitting here still, as I have to, then things arise, words, sadnesses, appreciations. Perhaps I rush to close the trap, keep the movement of … Continued