Author Archives: Francie

Pause.   when the world within me is loud – constant cacophony, clanging, clashing – I hastily throw pieces of my soul into large, nondescript bags, and I take a trip outside of myself as my heart races and my … Continued

Pause. The starlings are returning early, or should I say emerging—for the starlings never left, simply hid. The windchill does not bother them: large groups often swoop and revel in the current in dramatic, black-jacketed ballets. The one outside my … Continued

Pause.   This morning the beautiful white heron was floating along above the water and then into the sky of this the one world we all belong to where everything sooner or later is a part of everything else which … Continued

Pause.   In this country, beaver-busy with the forked twigs of profit and hustle, breathe slow. Feel fingers grace the plain of your back like moonlight. Remember the glimmer of dew. Leave for another day the splinters and the rot. … Continued

Pause.   You are not fifteen, or twelve, or seventeen— You are a hundred wild centuries   And fifteen, bringing with you In every breath and in every step   Everyone who has come before you, All the yous that … Continued

Pause.   As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freefall, and float into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace knowing no … Continued